My Sister's Grave Novels & Stories

Seeing my confused expression, he looked somewhat embarrassed. He ran a hand through his dark hair, a nervous gesture that reminded me of Caleb. "She's my sister. Lily is my niece," he explained. "The roses are for her grave." "Two years ago, my sister and her mate were in a car accident..." His voice grew increasingly choked with emotion, and I found myself affected by his pain in ways I hadn't expected. A strange connection formed between us—two souls shaped by loss.

Isabella, her hand trembling, kissed the petals before they were lowered into the earth. Cassia, too young to fully comprehend the finality of this moment, gazed at the mound of earth that now covered her brother. She clung to her parents, seeking solace in their embrace, her innocent heart forever marked by the loss of her beloved sibling. The villagers, their hearts heavy with sorrow, each placed a flower or a small token on the grave as a symbol of their love and remembrance for Alex. The oak tree, a silent witness to the tragedy, seemed to bow in mourning, its branches rustling like whispered condolences.

"Eliza, I went to Tenezia specifically to get a blessed pendant for you as protection. It's worth several hundred thousand dollars, and I got two, one for each of us." I jerked awake when I heard the familiar voice. When my younger sister, Denise, placed the pendant in my hand, I realized I had been reborn. I immediately touched my belly, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

I didn’t have to glance to look at the graves to read the names on the tombstones. I feel weakened and sick as I took each step towards my desired destination. I was one of the many reasons why this city is filled with more tombstones than the combined living beings. I am one of the cause why this place was doomed in the past. The city my sister built on her own. I stopped dead on my tracks. I had already reached the place. Before I could register anything, a single tear escaped my eye and fall on the white stone in front of me. Selene

In an instant Vale's tomb became beautiful, full of beautiful flowers. “I still hope you're still alive, Vale. I need a friend to support my sadness, after all I want to tell you something, my sister's soul is still here.” It was useless for Helena to speak, Vale could no longer answer it, Helena just smiled, rubbed the big stone and left Vale's grave.

No one was willing to help me out so I dug into the soil by myself until the rain started pouring down and when I finally buried her, it was midnight. After I was done, I went ahead to get some bunch of cold beers and drink myself to stupor. As lightning struck right across the sky, I shook my head and dunked down the drink further more. I had to admit, my reality felt dreamlike and I could rarely believe it. My sister whom I used to spend the day with just chatting with and having fun with was now six feet under the ground. In early days, I used to tell my sister that we should spend more time together but she refused as she was more focused on pleasing the Alpha but now, it all didn't matt

Fragile. My throat tightened as I watched the coffin hit the bottom of the grave with a dull, final thud. Tears blurred my vision until her coffin became nothing but a dark shape swallowed by the earth. Nyx was really gone. This wasn’t some twisted nightmare I would wake up from. My baby sister... the one who lit up my entire damn world, was dead. Centuries could pass and I still… I still wouldn’t see her again. My father wasn’t here. He was probably dealing with Aria, and honestly, I didn’t care what he did to her. She needed to pay for taking Nyx’s life.

I already have my protection detail following me, which they are not good at hiding or don’t care that I know they’re there. “Go away,” I growl out, making the wolves scatter. I don’t understand this anger. I don’t even know who I am angry at. I walk into the mausoleum, using my powers to make the flowers bloom again as I make my way to where my sister is. A deep sadness creeps in me as I pass family members who also died in the war. Uncle Owen, aunt Keila, uncle Gabriel, uncle Kale, even Dr. Ase. Too many lives lost and there is nothing I can do to fix it.

How could they take everyone I love away from me? I sat there, tears streaming down my face, holding onto my sister one last time. Standing up, I sought for a suitable spot and began digging with my bare hands to lay my sister to rest. I couldn't bury my father, or mother, or brother, but at least I could bury my sister. I gently placed her in the hole, holding onto her tightly as tears flowed uncontrollably. "May the moon goddess's light illuminate your path to the underworld, where shadows dance in eternal embrace." I whispered softly.

The place was eerily peaceful. I heard a voice from behind me. I recognized the voice as my littler sister Marie, so I looked back with a smile on my face. Only to see horror in front of me. I was back in front of the house, but our house looked torn and burned down, as if it has been deserted for decades. Where the green lawn used to be was no more, and instead, it was just dry land and ashes. Where the majestic fountain with perfectly scultped angels stood no more, and in its place were 14 gravestones, 13 of them containing the names of my siblings. I saw the 14th one right in front of me, with a big grave stone that has my name. The grave was empty, but somehow, I felt like it was waiting