Hypnotized Sister Novels & Stories

"Eliza, I went to Tenezia specifically to get a blessed pendant for you as protection. It's worth several hundred thousand dollars, and I got two, one for each of us." I jerked awake when I heard the familiar voice. When my younger sister, Denise, placed the pendant in my hand, I realized I had been reborn. I immediately touched my belly, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

"Something's wrong. I don't remember bringing anyone back to my room. The last thing I remember is drinking wine at the celebration and then..." He trailed off, his brow furrowing as he tried to piece together memories that wouldn't come. No one was listening to him. They were all staring at me with hatred in their eyes, the wolfless sister who had somehow seduced the Beta on the same night her twin became Luna. I could already hear the whispers spreading and see the story taking shape in their minds.

"You're just the version that got lucky. I spent twenty years in a basement being told I was a 'spare.' I learned your handwriting, your gait, your favorite flavor of tea. I am more you than you are." "Then you should know," I said, stepping forward, "that I never play a game I haven't already rigged." I didn't use the IV pole to hit her. I swung it into the spiderwebbed glass window. The pressurized air of the high-rise office let out a deafening whistle, the vacuum pulling everything toward the New York skyline. My sister screamed, her lighter frame losing its footing. I grabbed the bolted bedframe with one hand and reached for her with the other.

"And taking care of him means you have to make sure no one bullies him, I will break their bones. And yeah, collect all the information about him. What he likes and what he dislikes, I need to know them all. I will have to change myself a bit, I guess." Her words hit him harder than his puberty did. Andrea is giving one shocker after another. Change herself to fit into someone else's taste? That isn't something his sister ever will dream of. What changed? Certainly, a mere nerd can't have this effect on his sister. "Andy, are you ok? Or it's an imposter in your body?" Killian dramatically gasps, pinching his sister's arm to make himself believe that he is indeed hearing right. Her scream pro

“Hello sister, she says to me but I do not say a word still. There is nothing I can say to her. Is my sister really here? Am I really in front of her right now? How is she alive? Fey? I say to her in a shaking voice that can only explain the fear on my face and how I’m scared to be in front of her. “Hello, sweet Fiona! I see you have taken my place, nicely.” You have taken my man and you have taken my place and it seems as if you have forgotten that it isn’t yours! She screams at me and I close my ears. I’m sorry! I came here to look for you…I say, wrapping my hands around my body. You came here to look for me but you are sleeping in my matrimonial bed and you are allowing him in between you

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

“Then why is she unconscious?” “Do you really want to know?” I ask him, knowing he doesn’t but also knowing it’ll shut him up. “Yes, I do. I want to know what you did to my sister.” He snaps. I step up to him. “I gave your sister an orgasm so intense it knocked her out. She’ll most likely be out for the next 12 hours because I wanted to make sure she knew that I’m healthy and don’t need her to continue worrying about me and pushing her healing power into me. Any more questions?”

I signed a confidentiality contract with your dad, but after I read your email, I felt a sudden conscience. “I guarantee you that talking with us is right. Here, sitting beside me, is my older sister Savannah. Do you remember her?” She stared and stayed silent for a few seconds. [Of course, I remember her. She’s the first person I did that memory removal hypnosis. By the way, congratulations Savannah on your engagement and pregnancy.] “Thank you.” “Can we just get straight to the point? What exactly did you do to our sister?” Vester asked impatiently. Stefano glared at him but he glared back.

"Six weeks of unconsciousness and twenty minutes of information and a ring on her sister's finger. She's processing." "She said I looked terrible," Irina said. Neo glanced at her sideways. "You look fine." "I know I look fine. I'm just saying that's what she led with. Six weeks in a coma, first words to her sister — you look terrible." She shook her head. "That is so Anna." Neo made a sound that might have been a laugh. "What did you say?" "I told her she didn't get to comment on my appearance because she'd been asleep for six weeks."

I would've died if a colleague of mine hadn't come looking for me when I couldn't be reached. When I regained consciousness, I told Mom what happened. All she said was, "The fact that Amy treated you that way goes to show just how much of a failure you've been as a sister. You must've pissed her off with the things you said. Otherwise, why would she hate you so much?" All at once, I felt as though I'd been plunged into an icy pool of water. I was chilled to the bone. "Even if I'd been the worst sister alive, did that give Amy the right to kill me?"