Novel & Cerita My Sister The Vampire Books In Order

As they delved into the dusty tomes and scrolls, they stumbled upon an old diary, its pages filled with the handwritten accounts of Emily's mother, Lycia. In the diary, Lycia chronicled her tumultuous past, revealing the dark secrets that had torn her family apart. She described her sister, Sofia, who had become the vampire queen and desired power above all else. Sofia had plotted against her sister, threatening to kill her and her unborn child if she did not abdicate the werewolf throne.

She spotted her sister being dragged by the vampire into a room, she ran as fast as she could crying all the more but as she got closer and stretched her hand to grab her sister, the vampire kicked her away sending her to the arm of another vampire who reeked of alcohol and was still surrounded by bottles waiting to be consumed, all her cries and plea was for nothing when she heard the door of the room her sister was in closed and a scream followed. The vampire had thrown her without looking on the bed and turned to lock the door when he felt sharp claws pierce his neck on both sides , groaning in pain he slapped her sending her back to bed with a scream. Marching to the bed he tied her hand

asks Brent, “I mean as vampires and your sister being cursed and everything?” Esther sighs and then says, “Not everything that I told you the first time was a lie. But most of it was my sister’s story and not mine. The story starts with me becoming a vampire, the werewolf named Tasian, and my sister discovering that we are the descendants of Oswyn and that she is a binder.”

And with that she jumped up to stand on the lowest limb on the tree closest to her, which was about 15 feet off the ground. He had to remember to close his mouth, how could she do that. With the next second she was back on the ground just feet from him, he didn’t even see her move. “We do have speed and strength, but we don’t burn up in sunlight. That is just a myth. But most vamps drink human blood, me and my sisters try to live off of animal blood or donated human blood. My older sister has killed humans for food before, more than I have. My younger sister and I have only killed a few times, but that has been over three hundred years ago. Please don’t be frightened, I will not harm you.”

She seemed to care about very little. Tyler looked away, her brow creased. I knew that I hurt over Monica, but my pain wasn't like Tyler's. They'd been like sisters for many years as part of Johan's harem. They'd supported and looked out for each other. But now Monica shunned Tyler the way other vampires did. Even though Monica could withstand the presence of holy relics the way that I could, I think it scared her that Tyler could kill with only a touch of her ungloved hand—a power that none but an Elder vampire could surpass.

“Three pinches Rosemary; two pinches dill; one spoonful of crush lavender. Boil in one cup of water with black licorice for one hour, at a high boil. Leave it to cool overnight, then force the vampire in question to drink it in its entirety. Of course, this is useless without the ceremony that accompanies it. One must chant the ancient Latin script, used by the church used for thousands of years—” Caitlin’s heart stopped. As she turned the page, she saw that the next page in the book, the one with the ceremony on it, was torn in half. She could not believe it. Half of the page sat loose in the book, between the pages, displaying only part of the Latin ceremony. The other half of the page was

She gave him another look and couldn’t take her eyes off him. “How come he looks so damn attractive even when he’s sleeping peacefully?” She wondered aloud incredulously. She kept staring at the man and suddenly noticed the family crest on its bow, where she encountered a familiar symbol, she had only seen in classic vampire movies. “Why is this sort of scenario giving me a vampire movie vibe?” And she was about to check herself the ankh circa out of morbid curiosity, but when she touched it, something pricked her finger and caused it to bleed.

We often sister together because we had no one else at home, and we both felt lonely when we sister alone. I went behind her and held her burned hand. "I'll get a damp cloth," I said, pulling out the chair for her to sit. She shook her head and stopped me. "No, Gabs," she said, glancing at me with pleading eyes. "You shouldn't help me, I'll be fine," she looked at me and forced a sad smile. "I'm sorry if I haven't been a good older sister to you, and I'm sorry because I'm a vampire," her smile was accompanied by tears streaming down her face.

The devil is there instead. Yaksha, the first of the vampires. As I am the last. TBC.....

It just keeps getting worse every freaking minute. “Your sister is a hybrid! A combination of a vampire and a wolf, both of which are equally dominate, now including Theo’s soul in her? she is unstoppable. I mean him because he will completely take over her and I don’t even know what he will become.” I dragged my fingers through my hair in frustration. “Stop talking!” I yelled at her. The more she spoke, the scarier the situation became. I never thought that it would all come to this. “I have to see my sister! she is still in there, so I have to speak to her. we have to do something, Bern! I can’t lose my sister, please do something, please get him out of her.”