Invisible Sister Novels & Stories

Katie said in her matter-of-fact way. “How?” Katie turned her head toward Kelly. “Like she could just do that willy nilly.” Isabella giggled. “You two.” She snorted a bit. “Anyway, I did. You don’t need to know why really, but I believe it was in preparation for what happened to me…well…when I was here…I guess here. Anyway, I saw myself again, but this time it was very different. I wasn’t traveling on the outside of myself. I was inside of myself…an Inner Body Experience.”

Sienna swallowed hard and stepped through. She emerged into a narrow corridor lined with black mirrors. Each one reflected her face, but not as she was now. One mirror showed her younger , naive, innocent. Another showed her eyes golden instead of gray. Another… showed her bleeding from a wound in her chest, collapsing in a man’s arms. “Enough,” she whispered, turning away. “Show me what I came for.” The mirrors stilled. The last one at the corridor’s end shimmered, rippling like water. Inside it, she saw a room , circular, candlelit, filled with symbols drawn in blood.

"You don't need to apologize, Isabella. I already knew. I could feel the second soul shifting the weight in your aura before you even reached the iron gate." I looked around the gravel path, making sure the pack guards at the security barrier weren't close enough to overhear us. "She's getting stronger," I confessed, my voice trembling as the sheer terror of it finally caught up to me. "She’s trapped inside my subconscious. Every time I get angry or desperate, she just takes complete control of my body. I can't stop her anymore." The seer's professional exterior cracked for a brief second, her brow furrowing in deep disapproval. "Why didn't you tell me this earlier? Why did you keep this hid

“Isolde... it was you.” Isolde frowned, setting her bag down. “What are you talking about? Sit down, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Adanna didn’t sit. Her hands shook as she gripped the table edge. “Mistress Izzy. The Veil. Last night. The St. Andrew’s cross. The strap-on. You bit my neck and called me little dove while you fucked me from behind.” Her voice dropped to a fierce whisper, cheeks burning. “My own sister made me squirt all over everywhere. And you didn’t even know it was me.”

"A vampire." I tried to call the attention of the woman but it seems that she doesn't hear me. The vampire slowly approaching them. I shout out of lungs but I feel like I am invisible to them. I want to help them, run to them , but my feet suddenly froze on the spot. I'm not able to stay still where I stand. I can see the vampire approaching. He walked slowly, I felt very scared. Suddenly the vampire's mouth opened and the fang came out and was ready to devour them. I feel frustrated that I can't even help them. Gradually, I just closed my eyes because I couldn’t bear to see two innocent people die at the hands of a vampire. Crying was all I could do as I heard the screams and cries of the c

I clear my throat, resisting the urge to vomit. “Oh, I’m sorry for interrupting. It was nice seeing you again,” Belle says as she saunters off. Mason sits back down and looks uninterested as I get him to sign the rest of the contract. “So, is Belle your assistant or something?” Mason asks as I walk him to the door. “No…she is head of the IT department. She makes sure that there haven’t been any breaches in security systems,” I reply, nonchalantly. “Why do you ask?” I say, giving him a puzzled look.

Kendrick turned back to the strange girl who had done something to one of the witches that made her to kill her own. Kendrick has always heard of dark magic and all that, but he wasn't sure if any other specie had such a power. "My name is Myra." She pulls off her cloak cover and her blonde curly hair dropped down her shoulders. There was a oval chain on her forehead which Kendrick recognized to be the sign of the moon. .

came a whisper in the night, one spoken with hope. This was a whisper with a mind of its own. A creature like a voice, unable to be seen, or felt, but one able to see, feel, and smell. It was the whisper of a being called Rose Steele, and she was currently one of the captives of the house of silence, the very body of the house itself. This was what time had done to Rose and her sisters. This was what a curse had done to them against their will. But a whisper had been sent. A feeling of hope to be restored.

Both women were dressed in dark, sleek attire each exuding a quiet confidence that commanded attention. The first woman, with raven-black hair and piercing hazel eyes, exuded an air of mystery. She was dressed in sleek black leather jeans and a matching jacket that fit her figure perfectly, a blend of elegance and practicality. Stylish yet mysterious, she stood out in a way that commanded attention without effort. She wasn't dressed like someone who held a similar role to Vera at the company, Julian guessed she must work on something related to security, judging by the way she was dressed, with an earpiece in her ear. Plus her controlled aura suggested she was someone who thrived in precisio

I commanded, my eyes undergoing a noticeable transformation in color. "Listen, Alicia, I am an inseparable part of you, and you are an inseparable part of me. Escape is an illusion for us both. I reside within you, and you reside within me, now and forever. There is no way out," the whisperer proclaimed vehemently, igniting a surge of anger within me.