In Search Of Sisterhood Audiobook Novels & Stories

Rowan's expression didn't change, but his eyes went dark as a storm rolling in. When it was Rowan's turn, he didn't say a word. Just gestured for me to walk ahead. The forest felt different with him. Quieter. Like even the trees were holding their breath. Halfway to the marker, I heard voices, low, careful. Hidden. Elders. I should've kept walking. I didn't. "…if she remembers everything, the bloodline will challenge the council directly." "She was never supposed to come back." "She's not just their sister."

I went down to get some water and something to eat since I missed dinner. After two glasses of water, my head was clear. While waiting for my food, I decided to email my therapist to book me an emergency session. I couldn't wait another week to talk to her. I haven't fully opened up to her nor have I listened to her. But there's a comfort that comes with her talking to me and trying to get me to talk. At the expense of my account balance of course, Nia didn't come cheap. After I sent the email, I was checking my inbox and then I saw it. Another terminated deal. They cut ties at the worst possible moment and they left no room for negotiation. This was the one deal that was supposed to keep us

the woman announced, her voice ringing out in the silence, "this is Selena, the one we have been waiting for." The girls murmured amongst themselves, their gazes locked on me. I shifted uncomfortably, feeling like a specimen under a microscope. But as I looked closer, I realized that there was something different about these women. They had an aura of power around them, a strength that seemed to emanate from within. "Selena," the woman continued, "these are your sisters in the Sisterhood of the Moon. Like you, they possess ancient powers that have been passed down through generations." I stared at them, trying to wrap my mind around this new information. "You mean... they're like me? They ha

Laughing, her sister said, “I know who everyone is, and I also have a favor to ask of you.” Katia took her sister’s hand, “Anything for you.” Selene looked at Nathan, saying, “I am aware of what she has already done, but it is not just for me, it is also for her, Alpha. If you have something to say, then say it. For I can read your mind if I wish, and I can tell by your face you are not happy with me.” Nathan turned red in the face, “Goddess, I mean no disrespect, but your sister has had a very hard time dealing with the after affects of the abuse she has suffered, and I do not understand why something cannot be done to ease her suffering.”

I turned to her, meeting her innocent gaze. "Soon, baby, soon," I reassured her, my hand gently patting her head. "And what about Mom? You said you would bring her back to me." A pang of sadness echoed in my voice as I replied, "I will bring her to you, baby, just like I have always promised." I murmured sadly, feeling her small hand reaching for mine, seeking reassurance. This was the reason I needed that powerful book. My sister had mentioned it held the solution I sought. I was willing to move heaven and earth just to obtain it, and indeed, I did.

I glanced at the cover. “Where did you even get this?” I asked. She shrugged. “Found it in the closet.” Right. I’d forgotten I’d left some of my sister’s old books here. The last time I’d sat here, my sister had been with me. We’d hidden from the storm, from Father’s guards, from everything that hunted us. Now I was hiding again — only this time, it was with another person I cared about. I looked down at the page Evelyn had been on. Some romance scene — overly sweet, too easy. And yet, a single line caught my eye, something about the way a man touched a woman like she was the only real thing left in the world.

The plate in her hand slipped slightly before she steadied it. For reasons she couldn’t explain, a chill ran down her spine. The air felt heavier. As if something had shifted. As if a decision had been made without her knowledge. Across the city, in a mansion guarded by iron gates and armed security— Two powerful brothers were preparing to reopen a seventeen-year search. They had no idea. The wrong girl was preparing to become their sister. And the real one was washing dishes.

"If he is, he probably brought it on himself." Then she walked away. I stayed where I was, staring after her, my eyes burning. Even Miles knew this wasn't normal. Why was the only person who couldn't see it the one who was supposed to know me best? She had barely reached the door when her phone rang again. My thesis advisor. "Hello, is this Adrian Hart's sister? I'm calling because we still haven't resolved the authorship dispute on his graduation paper, and we've been unable to contact him—"

She smiled suspiciously. "That's what I'm saying. Why I call you shit. You know you still can't understand the things I tell you." "And what's that you're saying?" "You're with that book. The book is in you, you're your sister, and your sister was you, so it's you," she said. My mouth burst open, and my eyes became like an eagle. I was with the book? Totally impossible!

Candles, crystals, and an ancient book adorned the room, creating an atmosphere of mystique. As I watched her meticulously arrange everything, a mix of anticipation and trepidation filled my heart. "Mom, are you sure about this? It feels so... intense," I whispered, my voice barely audible. She turned to face me, her eyes filled with unwavering resolve. "I understand it may feel overwhelming, but we're in this together, my love. We must seize every opportunity that comes our way to find your sister." Her conviction was infectious, and I felt a renewed surge of determination within me. Nodding, I took a step closer to my mom and held her hand tightly. "Okay, let's do it. Let's find my sister.