Invisible Sister Novels & Stories

“I hear you are one with a loose tongue. If you want to see another full moon in this clan you will have to do away with that tongue of yours or it will get you killed. You will speak only when spoken to, do you understand?” I nodded slowly as much as her grip could allow. “Good.” She let go of my face and began to walk away. The Inner Sanctuary was a fortress deep within the darkest mountain of Ravenshallow. As I stood before its gates, I marvelled at the structure. Inside the corridors and rooms of the dark and mysterious fortress was illuminated by several candles and lamps. It oozed of secrets, magic and mystery. Men, but mostly women, were busy with various tasks and moving to and fro.

“Then you shall see. But know this—some truths are sharp as claws. They may hurt more than you expect.” I followed without hesitation. Kira’s growl softened slightly, guiding me, grounding me. ‘Stay close to him, but trust yourself. You are stronger than the fear.’ ——————— The inner sanctum was smaller, circular, lined with relics, journals, and implements from Mother’s time. The air shimmered with residual power. I didn't even know this place existed! The moment I stepped inside, the bracelet flared violently, black-gold light spilling across the walls, making shadows writhe like living things.

Someone who doesn’t need saving. Not from him. Not from them. Not even from myself. Her Inner Voice — The Fire Under the Silence: My name is Alina Hart. And I’m not the girl you whisper about. Not your orphan. Not your joke. Not your tragedy. I am teeth behind silence. I am the ghost you couldn’t bury. I am every wound that healed sharper. You thought you could shame me? Watch me rise with the ashes still in my mouth. You thought you could erase me?

Seems to be her go to trick of irritation. “It won’t work on us, aunt.” I tell her, activating my inner light. Something I discovered has always been there, but it was not active until I entered the meadow. It was like a seal between my inner self and my powers broke when I entered the meadow. It melted together, making me one. I feel whole. Like I was always meant to be this kickass force to be reckoned with. The thing I had always missed was parted in two; myself and Isaiah.

Everything has been set and the house was decorated with some nuptial decorations with the theme of white and pink in every corner. Ethan went upstairs and hide under the thick tented window glass. He opened his personal computer and watch his woman on the surveillance video intently. Izza on the other hand was sleeping soundly. She moved a little bit and hug the bear tightly. Her subconscious traveled to a deserted island far away that she didn't recognize at all. Izza widened her eyes in astonishment. “Where am I?” she asked herself taking look at her appearance and she notice that she was wearing her Shadow outfit. Was she going on a fight? She swept her alerted gaze around and vintage an

It didn’t turn. But the air around her grew impossibly still. She kept her voice steady. “You don’t belong here. This world isn’t yours to unmake.” There was no answer. Then, a whisper, but not from it. From within her. “I never left.” The voice inside her mind didn’t shout. It seeped. Like ink in clear water. “You let them silence me.” She staggered. “No. I didn’t—” “You benefited from it. You walked freely on the bones of what we hid.”

He immediately approached to help and asked in a whisper, "How are you? Did you learn anything new about it?" Raia looked around first before slowly arranging the books on the shelves. "For now, there's not much. But last night, I heard loud noises near the women's bathroom. I don't know who or what caused that sound, but when I went to the bathroom at night, I saw a human figure on the wall. I'm sure all the women were already asleep at that time, and I can't be wrong; that person was huge, no doubt. It could be a ghoul," he said flatly, without hesitation.

10/05/2019 - New York, Manhattan, Upper East Side. [ Aya Millenis' Vision] " - What the hell is up with your family? They not only disrespect me, but they make me their toy, I make others a toy, I don't want to be one! - Livius I speaks to Nike." "Are you going to miss the schedule, Aya?" I turn my attention away from the large glass screen attached to the water green wall when I hear my older sister's voice.

While many thought she was proud for shoving the men away, she knew her actions stemmed from a deep desire to protect them, fostering empathy and understanding in her audience. Isha gripped the talisman hanging from her neck and muttered prayers as she began to work; its history was long. She grew up like every other girl in a small, quiet town in India, but as she grew older, she began to realise she was far from normal. She always had these dreams, these weird, frightening dreams. Of course, the good ones came from time to time, but out of ten, eight were nightmares, and they didn’t just end there; these dreams manifested. She had spent days wondering and crying about whether she could hav

Susan 's POV: Startled by the vivid dream, I'm abruptly jolted awake. The dampness between my legs serves as a tangible reminder of how my body responds to these forbidden fantasies. I can't shake his face from my mind—those captivating eyes, those lips that brought both pleasures and torment to my senses. "This is sheer madness," I whisper in despair, seeking solace in reciting the Lord's prayer. Waking up repeatedly due to these haunting dreams has become exhausting, and I long for a reprieve.