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BETWEEN SISTERS AND SINS

BETWEEN SISTERS AND SINS

She looked like the only girl who existed in the city. I would look down at my own dirty, calloused fingers, tracing the exact same shape of the jaw, the exact same curve of the nose through the reflection in a cracked washbasin mirror. We were identical down to the very molecular level of our skin, but she was the queen, and I was the ghost hidden in the woodwork. "Why do you look at her like that, sis?" a soft, fragile voice had whispered from the darkness behind me one night.
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Claimed and Sold at the Lycan King's Ball

Claimed and Sold at the Lycan King's Ball

The darkness within the bowl began to churn, transforming into a glowing mist that rose toward the ceiling. Slowly, the mist joined together. Two elderly women appeared within the cloud—not physically, but mentally, their spirits anchoring to the ritual from opposite corners of the wolf kingdom. We were the Three Blind Sisters, Seers who had once bound our souls together before the kingdom had torn our circle apart. One of them let out a soft, crackling laugh that sounded like dry autumn leaves. “You've finally remembered we're still alive, Lira,” Nira murmured, her spirit shifting within the mist.
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My Sister’s Poison, My Fated Cure

My Sister’s Poison, My Fated Cure

My sister Sarah poisoned me. Now, I'm back where it all began five years ago: the day we chose our mates. “I choose Liam! I want the Alpha of the Alder Pack!” My eyes shot open. A ghost of a pain stabbed through my heart. Liam. Twisting a silver knife in my chest. But there was no blood, no cold altar. I wasn't dead. I was back. Thrown back five years to the Mating Ceremony. In the center of the great hall, my sister Sarah was clinging to Alpha Liam’s arm like he was a priceless treasure.
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Destined Mates

Destined Mates

Luna says and I tilt my head in her direction. "We found out about our brother also called Fate in your world. Luna was right he has been whispering to your sister and poisoning her mind. Her other part of her soul, her mate to say isn't who you think he is or she for that matter." Selene says and I look at her before Celest speaks and I look at her instead.
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The Dark Side

The Dark Side

Lorey stubbornly said and continued to convince him to abandon the unknown soul that’s residing in her sister’s body “can’t do that! What will happen to my sister when her body died?” he asked the soul but she, also, didn’t know the answer “Just – when we arrive in the island. Be careful! Lich is also there… so many ghouls are there! Even if you can’t find my body, you must escape okay? You can’t die! Hear me? You must live!” the soul keep on repeating her point and circling around that will make some people dizzy. Of course, no one can see her that's why she's like that
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ARAMIDE

ARAMIDE

Always" They had whispered. It was a mantra that they had mastered over the tears, now, those words meant a lot more than some mantra, it symbolized a friendship and an unbreakable bond between two sisters who had no blood relationship between them. END OF FLASH BACK “We used to think that our bond was unbreakable, that we would either live together or die together, but I am a coward and death was the better person, it stole you from underneath my grasp and there was nothing I could do. FLASHBACK “I also lost my parents, you were there too right? we watched them get murdered, we watched them get torn apart, limh by limbi watched my mother get beheaded in front of me, do you know that feels?
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Wild Curiosity

Wild Curiosity

Indeed, Katrienair has the best sister in the world. You'll forgive the same demons who burned you day and night in a caged, who killed your spirit every hour, who hung your head on a downward cross, who tried to clear out your race, who threw you into a lake of fire, who ruined your once perfect life. You'll forgive the same demon who killed your parent, who destroyed all you've ever lived for, all for the sake of your sister. Who does that?!
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THE HALF BREED LUNA

THE HALF BREED LUNA

Even if I had to die then die I will. As the night wore on, we shared stories and laughter, enveloped in the healing energy of the moonlit clearing. She reminded me of the strength and resilience that ran in our bloodline, the unwavering sense of loyalty that ran deep in our veins and I was so happy to call her my sister.
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The Forgotten Heiress: Rise of The Lycan Queen

The Forgotten Heiress: Rise of The Lycan Queen

Sirelia smirked, a brief flash of the old fire returning to her eyes. They embraced, sisters, not perfect, but present. Not divided by crown or conflict, but united by something far stronger: choice. The sun climbed higher. The sky stitched itself whole again. And the realm breathed, ready for a new dawn....
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One poem that always tugs at my heartstrings is 'To My Sister' by William Wordsworth. It’s this beautiful, nostalgic piece where Wordsworth writes about walking in nature with his sister, capturing the simplicity and warmth of their bond. The imagery of the 'green fields' and 'clear blue sky' feels so peaceful, like a snapshot of childhood closeness. It’s not flashy, but that’s what makes it work—it’s just honest and tender.

Another gem is 'Sisters' by Lucille Clifton. Her style is so direct yet powerful, celebrating the unspoken understanding between sisters. Lines like 'we are like / two wild birds / flying in the same direction' stick with me because they capture that mix of independence and unity. Clifton’s poems often feel like conversations, and this one’s no exception—it’s like overhearing a private moment between siblings.

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