Invisible Sister Novels & Stories

I gritted my teeth, tiptoeing to whisper as I threatened him, "Reasoning with me won't work, Pota. Find him, or I will. As you said, I'm a low-life, so I promise you it won't end well for your boy if I'm the one to discover him." I patted his shoulder and walked past him. But before leaving his office, I smiled a sickening smirk and glanced back. "Oh! By the way, when I do find your son, he'll be the least of your worries by then." Letting out a heavy sigh once I was inside my office, I took off my high heels and walked barefoot towards the window, where I noticed that the rain had long stopped. A monster like me, huh. But are monsters born naturally evil, or do they turn into one for some r

Their spirits resided in there, helping Winnie and Clara control their magic and prevent small newbie witch mistakes. "A little clearer?" Ruby raised her eyebrow and as a response, they entered her mind, metaphorically, showing her a vision. The Vision A beautiful woman in her mid-twenties walked around, collecting flowers and smelling them while her cousin eyed her in distaste before finally hissing out, "How could you be so smiley, knowing you're an abomination?" "I am not," The woman protested in anger, her clear and calm mood walked out the door, the minute she was treated wrongfully.

The concealment bubble she'd been building since the cathedral was extended around them both, tight and concentrated, and Xander could feel it even from the door — the quiet space of it, the frequency interference she was projecting inward. Silas's eyes were wrong. Not fully black. Not the flat, replaced black of the infected Alphas. Something in between — the dark spreading from the edges inward, his own color fighting it in the center, the two frequencies running against each other in real time. He was still in there. Barely. But in there. Vane was at the far corner, practical and white-knuckled. Sarah had a piece of broken furniture in her hands, which wouldn't help and which Xander under

She arched an eyebrow and it took all in him to not just rip her apart because no matter how good the witches were, they always did something if there was a benefit for them. “I’ll give you any amount,” Irvin answered, calmly. “I don’t need money.” She sighed, resting on the chair like she was the god damn VIP guest. “What do you want then?” Ayaan crossed his arms over his chest. He hated witches. He even told Irvin that he’d rather die than turn to ask help from a witch. She swirled the chair side to side, smirking. She looked at Irvin and her smirk widened. She pointed her clasped hands to Irvin. “Your mate.”

It smells terrible, rotten flesh, blood and herbs. In the middle of the hole behind an alter stands a woman , around her fortys ,dressed in black leather and as soon as they are in front oh her she looks up and smile. " Hello, and welcome Isabella, my name is Sierra". " How do you know my Name?" Isa asks. " Oh my Child, I know a lot" Sierra answers. " What do you want from me?" " First off all I need you to understand that I'm not the evil here. I do what I think ist right! The Dragons ruled the world long enough. I think it's time that the witches take their rightful place", she answers smiling like a child.

Ehn, what have gotten myself into… This girl is a criminal … How did she know how to do all of this? I always know she is a go getter and a risk taker but how come she know all about this? Ha… how do I get out of this now …? My marriage is crashing bit by bit. .. Now this? I can’t even help myself … All my pasts are here to ruin me… And no one even seem to understand me.. Ehnnn I am soup. She sighed as her phone beeped and she realised that it was a message from Dhikrah… she sent the account number

“The true enemy. The one that hides behind shadows. The one that feeds on fear, on cracks… and we are cracked, Sierra.” My hands clenched. “I don’t trust you.” “I know.” “Then why should I listen to you?” She tilted her head, eyes soft but sad. “Because deep down, you feel it too. Don’t you?” I looked down. I didn’t answer. “The nightmares,” she continued, “the cold that never leaves, the strange pull inside your chest… It’s not just me. It’s something else. Something is trying to come through.” I looked up. “Are you saying something came through the veil?”

It whispered secrets of the cosmos, promising to reveal the true nature of their cosmic adversary. Elysia, always in tune with the natural world, sensed a connection between the Nexus Crystal and the balance of nature itself. She believed that harnessing its power might help restore the harmony that had been disrupted by the ongoing cosmic threat.

The door hung open, rain slanting in from the alley. Cole limped over, blood trickling down his face. “Where is he?” She swallowed hard, voice barely a whisper. “He didn’t leave.” Cole frowned. “What do you mean?” Sienna looked down. Her hands were still trembling — faint veins of silver light pulsing beneath her skin. Her eyes widened in horror. “He’s still here,” she whispered. “Inside me.”

And that silence That silence destroys something inside me. My Knees Go Weak I stumble backward slightly. But I don’t fall. Not yet. The Power Inside Me Reacts Strong. Sudden. Uncontrolled. The air shifts violently this time. Not subtle anymore. Noticeable. Sam Steps Back Instantly “Anna—stop!” But I can’t. I’m not doing it consciously. It’s happening through me. The Woman’s Eyes Widen Slightly “This is it,” she whispers. “The convergence is activating.” My Voice Drops “What happens when it completes?”