My Dead Sister Novels & Stories

"Aria, what the hell is wrong with you!?" I laughed, my voice raw and hoarse. "What's wrong with me? Yeah, I'm crazy! I've been living like a crazy person for six years because you were 'dead'!" Axel's chest heaved, his eyes red with anger. "I did what you asked! I exiled my own sister, the girl I grew up with. But you couldn't let it go! You drove me crazy, making me burn our photos, second-guessing everything. Do you have any idea how exhausting you were?"

“Jade, I didn’t give you the money, but that doesn’t mean Sylvia and I killed your sister! “Honestly, isn’t it your own fault too? If you were capable enough to borrow the money elsewhere, this wouldn’t have happened.” The moment he brought up my sister, rage exploded inside me. “You two are the reason Dolly died! “If Sylvia hadn’t pushed her, she never would’ve suffered another brain hemorrhage. And that hemorrhage only happened because of the lasting damage from when Sylvia hit her with that car!

Her screams of pain never stopped. She could've avoided all this if only she'd listened to me in the first place. No matter how miserable she was now, I couldn't bring myself to feel even the slightest bit of sympathy for her. Just as I was about to leave, Mom came out with red, swollen eyes. The moment she spotted me, she hurried over and grabbed my hand. "Andy, your sister's treatment costs nearly ten thousand dollars a day. I don't have any money left. Please help us one more time."

She tries to touch me but I step back. “Tell me, does it feel like we won? You say that my brother is dead but I don't sew a dead body, until I see his dead body right in front of me I won't believe anything. You yourself have spoken of how powerful your sister is, I mean what's stopping her from bringing him back from the dead?” I ask her and I can see the doubt in her eyes.

When I was eight, a prank by my little sister, Alice, left silver poison eating away at my heart. To save me, my dad knelt at the Temple of the Moon Goddess for ninety-nine days. Only then did he win two moonstone pendants from the Goddess, enough to hold the poison at bay. After that, Alice became the family pariah. They stopped speaking to her. They wouldn't even let her smile. For my sake, my father traveled far and wide searching for a cure for the silver poison. My mom quit her work as a healer to care for me, because the moonstone pendants needed her at the Moon Temple every day to replenish their magic. I always believed the Moon Goddess watched over me, blessing me with the best fami

This meeting cannot come fast enough. They also remind me of Iymrae’s older sister who died two years ago in a house fire. Again, there was no way this could be possible. She was married to a human. He also died in that house fire. From what I was told they never had any children. Something is not adding up. Raf and I jump as the door to the house slams against the wall signally my sister’s arrival. They dropped down across from us. I showed them the pictures, and I could see the confusion slip onto their faces.

Meera ~ ‘Mimi, I am your big sister I will always love you and protect you. I will never leave you alone my baby sister, never ever.’ Tears streamed down from my eyes sliding onto my skin, my vacant eyes staring out of the window, gazing at the bright stars. As I remembered my sister’s saying. My granny once told me if she dies then look for her in the stars. And after the death of my grandmother , I always gazed at stars and will talk to the brightest among them.

But I didn't disappear. My soul stayed right there, suspended in the cold air, watching as my body was hauled out of an abandoned warehouse near the Bayhaven docks and loaded onto a gurney. I watched Serena Hart pull on a white protective coat and walk into the autopsy suite. She was the youngest medical examiner in Bayhaven. She was also my only sister. "Anything on identification? Can we narrow down time of death?"

“Elena is so cold. I have to hold her.” “She's dead,” Grandma said. “Jason, your daughter is dead. She wasn't feeling well, and you didn't believe her. You locked her in the storage room and ignored her. She was alone in there, and she gave up, and she died.” “On her twelfth birthday.” Iris darted out from the corner, grabbed my hand, and started rubbing it frantically. “Sis's hand is freezing,” she sobbed. “Like winter. If we sleep next to each other, we can warm up. We always could before.”

I looked at my parents. “Do you want to know why I’m getting home so late tonight? A client forced me to down an entire bottle of hard liquor. I was in the washroom puking my guts out. “And while I was out there breaking my back, I saw my own sister showing off the apartment you bought her. It’s the one I’ve been working really hard to afford but will never, ever have! Daphne stood up and said in a shrill voice, “Lina, how can you talk to Mom and Dad like that? They’ve sacrificed so much to raise us—”