Mi Hermana Dormida Novels & Stories

Every small movement sends a sharp, deep ache through my core. I try my hardest not to let the discomfort show on my face, but the moment my feet touch the floor and I fully leave the mattress, one of the maids draws in a sharp, audible gasp. I follow her wide-eyed stare. The sheets are a wreck, tangled, and stained, and right where I slept is a clear patch of dried blood. My stomach drops so hard I feel sick. She knows. They all know exactly what that means. And if they know I spent the night with Luca… They certainly know I’m his brother’s wife.

I answered. I could almost hear Kimi’s smile in her voice. “I am one lucky bitch,” she crowed. “Yeah you are,” I said back. “Why do you say that now?” “Because out of all my siblings, I’m the only one who gets to sleep with their lover,” she said. I chuckled. “Not until tomorrow, apparently.” “And I won’t get to wake up with you Christmas morning,” she sighed. I laid on my bed. “I’ll be going to Midnight Mass with Ma. You’re welcome to come with us.”

But now the cold was somewhat tolerable. Luckily, she could try and fall asleep. She had something to keep her warm now. The thought of her being the Luna lives in her head. Thinking to herself that if she was the Luna that Roman had mentioned then she wouldn’t be freezing her ass off. Mia dozed off. She snored softly. ***

The mattress was feather down apparently and too soft for her liking but sleeping next to her sister had given her the best sleep she had ever had in a hundred years “my dear sister, pet, it took me almost thirty years to seduce dius and even then it took a lot to get him to do it, he is overcautious you see, because the last woman before me was addicted to the bite, and she died as a result” mavery said making her get up in panic “what!?” she said

he murmured. "Is that so? If you wake up tomorrow, will your hands and feet be blown off?" Quickly, he let go and ran towards the couch. "Goodnight, Miss!" he yelled and laid down his body. I shook my head and grabbed the two pillows beside me before throwing them in his direction. "Goodnight, Dela Merced," I said with my low-pitched voice. I thought my night would be peaceful, but it was all ruined by a nightmare. This is what I don't want when I get sick or injured. I always dreamed of her, of Quenevere, my youngest sibling.

She was sensing her arms aching badly they twitched she could not rest her hands on the rocks much longer. "Mia...Mia my sister I wish you'll come to save me just as when you protected me when we were little kids." Juliet sniffed. Mia lay in her fluffy Queen-sized-bed tossing feeling disturbed. She was having a bad dream and in it, she sees Juliet gradually fading away she was getting covered by thick darkness and she was losing sight of her.

Mihir's POV I woke up to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains. For a moment, I was disoriented, unsure of where I was. Then I felt her, Tami, still pressed against me, her warmth enveloping me. Her arm was draped over my torso, our legs intertwined. I glanced down at her, her face so serene in sleep. She looked so delicate, almost ethereal, with her dark hair splayed across the pillow and her long, thick eyelashes resting softly on her cheeks.

And, it seems I would believe now that she might be from the blood of witches. "Missy, what are you doing here?" Sister Rizza went to her. "You should be sleeping. Hurry up and go back in your room." "I cannot sleep," Missy said, wiping her eyes. "I had a dream...and it felt real." Micah went to her, trying to calm her. "What's your dream all about? Is it about Sister Klay?" Missy shook her head. "No. It's a weird dream...and I really couldn't understand it. But it's not about Sister Klay. Is she not home yet?"