Sailor Moon Sisters Novels & Stories

“Me.” Silence. Not the quiet of the forest. Not the pause between thunder. But the heavy silence that follows a truth no one expected. Aisha stared at her. “What?” Zira looked almost apologetic now. “Zimora is my twin sister.” For a moment, I simply stood there, trying to process what she had just said. Twin. Sister. Priestess capable of channelling the Moon Goddess. Working with Selene. Helping Clay. The implications collided violently in my mind.

A massive symbol appeared beneath Selene. Selene looked down. "I can't stop it." Luna ran toward her. The council leader laughed. "Too late." The altar opened. A wave of silver energy shot upward. Selene screamed. Luna grabbed her hand. "Selene!" "I'm okay!" "No, you're not!" "I can control it." "How?" Selene looked at Luna. "Together." Luna understood. She reached for her sister's hand. Moonlight surrounded Selene. Shadow surrounded Luna.

Iris and Norlina both had blood red hair and the eyes to match, and their skin is flawless. They were all powerful and we could all feel it. “Kree’s daughters,” Nixon noted. The three sisters nodded. They’re from a coven of sixteen sisters, much like the Coven of the Witches of Darkness, the witches of the Dark Lord. They’re from the Coven of the Witches of Light, the witches of the Great Witch. “Our mother has sent us here to help you because a great crime has been committed against us too and we would love to help you avenge it,” Rezona spoke up.

"Thank you, senior sister." Although Sebastian is happy, he still has to put on a show on the surface. He can't let Lily Moon look down on him, or it will affect his future favorability. "You're welcome, who made me the senior sister~" Lily Moon said with a smile, and it was very helpful to Sebastian to call her senior sister. After all, she is the youngest among the disciples in the inner hall. She has only been called senior brother and senior sister, and has never been someone else's senior sister.

Ari pointed out. “You sure you’re not related?” Gia asked with a smirk as Ari punched her in the arm. “Ow.” She pouted. “Some prophetic warriors.” I laughed. They passed the prophecy that was in a way a curse down through pixie bloodlines. It told of five sisters who could control an element to the point of becoming the element itself, but the more powerful the ability, the more debilitating the side-effect. Like my migraines and vision loss. Five sisters who would stop a great evil that was trying to destroy the mythological realm and connect it to the human one. The sisters are suspected of hiding the key to the human realm. The key, when used, could cause a rift between our realm and thei

Hehe, sorry" Calvin rolled his eyes. "Like I was saying, 7. Ijus their king, Leluna, the goddess of the moon, and also Ijus twin sister. Galax, Asili, Selene, Kaios, and the seventh, the deity Eris. Eris is Kaios's twin sister." They gasped at the new information.

“The sisterhood is some ways away. Think of it as getting to travel to a new land as your Excursion.” Peggy nodded slowly and paused her walking. “One question,” Peggy asked. “Of course,” Aurellia nodded. “... What is the sisterhood of Lynata?” Aurellia blinked and then laughed. “Oh, my dear cousin, you really have been skiving from your lessons…” Aurellia said, putting the letter back into her sleeve. Peggy’s cheeks flushed. “I- well-” “The sisterhood,” Aurellia started. “Are a group of priestess werewolves who serve the moon goddess.”

With great haste, she hurried back to the heavens so that she could share this new and exciting news with her sister. From that day forward, werefolk from all over the world pay homage to the sisters. We give thanks in the form of songs, and send our wishes to the stars. It is said that when the sun and moon eclipse, the sisters are dancing. Our souls are bound to the moon, and each new child is a precious gift from the Goddess. We must always be thankful for this day, for it symbolizes the birth of our kind.

“Why did you push her?” “What?” I stared at her, completely caught off guard by the sudden accusation. “What do you mean? I didn’t push her—” “What’s going on?” Alpha Bastian’s voice cut through the confusion, causing me to turn. When he saw my sister on the ground, he rushed to her side, brushing past me like I was invisible. “Rosalia, what happened?” “The surrogate pushed her,” Melissa said, and I felt my stomach drop. The Alpha didn’t hesitate. He scooped up my sister in his arms, carrying her bridal style. I waited for Rosalia to say something, to deny what her maid said, but she just looked at me. Then she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest.

Familiar in a way that hurts. “You feel it,” she continues. “The pull. The echo.” I clench my jaw. “Explain.” She steps closer. I can finally see her clearly now. Not her face. Her presence. It mirrors mine in a way that makes my skin crawl. “We were born under the same moon,” she says. “Cut from the same line. Fed from the same power.” My heart pounds. “No.” “Yes,” she answers softly. “Sisters.” The bond between me and Kieran jolts hard.