Secrets Of Sisterhood Novels & Stories

61: Ayame - The Long Night Ayame I knew, but never truly understood until the darkness came for me. Until I went through those horrors without the family who’d loved me unconditionally, and encouraged me to find my own path……… No matter what I tell myself, what excuse I make, I can’t deny having the same affinity for secrets as my sister did. In Seth’s case, it was sick, but no different in the way that it damned everything we were supposed to believe in.

The revelation came like a thunderclap, shaking the very foundation of our beings. In the midst of our pursuit, we stumbled upon a hidden connection—a secret tie that bound us together in ways we never could have imagined. Amelia's long-lost sister, the one she had believed to be lost forever, emerged from the shadows, her presence both bewildering and unsettling. Her name was Cassandra, and her arrival shattered the fragile peace we had managed to carve out amidst the chaos. She carried with her a tale of anguish and betrayal, weaving a narrative of family ties marred by greed and a thirst for power.

“You are playing a dangerous game, Amber. You are tapping into something bigger than you. Something more dangerous that could swallow you whole. Something forbidden. You let your sister's mate fuck you, mark you and now you are having their baby?” Concern laced in her voice as she sank her worried eyes into mine. “Babies” I corrected, I didn't know why I didn't that. “That's a huge risky secret, Amber. One thing about secrets is that they will get exposed sooner or later. What would you do if your sister found out about it?” The bombshell I've been avoiding dropped. “Find out about what?”

Together, we fought against those who sought to destroy us, who sought to claim our powers for themselves. We were a team, a duo of magic and might. We were unstoppable. But as the battles raged on, I began to realize that my sister was hiding something from me. She was keeping secrets, secrets that could change everything. I confronted her, my heart pounding in my chest. "What is it?" I demanded. "What are you hiding?" My sister hesitated, her eyes darting back and forth. And then, in a burst of courage, she spoke. "I'm not who you think I am," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm not your sister."

The sisterhood maintains that the closer a witch was to nature, the better her ability to communicate with it. While the sisters differed from the witches in the way their magic worked, this was not what set them apart from regular witches. It was certainly not why they got their own territory or their own way of life. All the perks they enjoyed now, they had Alyna and her cronies to thank for it. Before Alyna and her cronies attacked me and left me for dead, only the seven reigned supreme while the clan rulers carried out their biddings. Then I wake twenty years later and the sisterhood were an important part of of their hierarchy. It was a mystery I was helpless to investigate.

"It was a lot of words, and they kept blurring together so I just decided to go to bed and wing the whole meeting." Zypher shook her head at me even though she was smiling. "I understand you. I suffered that when I was still leaving with 'the sisters'. I had to read up on files for upcoming missions. It was hectic." "Sisters? You sound like a bunch of witches or something like that. Do you guys have like a sisterhood of some sorts?" "Yeah. It's a sisterhood for abused women who went through a lot." That piqued my interest. "Explain to me how everything works."

"You see, Selena, the Sisterhood is not just a group of women with special powers. We are the guardians of ancient knowledge, the keepers of secrets that have been passed down through generations." I leaned in closer, my interest piqued. "What kind of secrets?" My mother's expression grew serious, and she lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Secrets about the true nature of our world, about the forces that shape our reality. The Sisterhood has been entrusted with this knowledge, and it is our sacred duty to protect it from those who would use it for their own gain." I felt a shiver run down my spine, the weight of her words sinking in. "And what about me? What is my role in all of

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

She knew that her evil sister had to be stopped, but the thought of killing her had never entered her mind. Frey moved in front of Davina and looked down at her with compassion. “You have goodness in your heart, so you can’t imagine killing another human being; let alone, your sister. You must remember that, although she shared your mother’s womb and pulled chromosomes from you enough to take on your look, she is not your true sister. Her seed was magically implanted at the time of your conception because she needed much of the same environment and nutrients that you required. She would kill you and your baby without blinking an eye and wouldn’t give it another thought. Step out of the t

“My best friend is no longer the virgin mute! I want my mute back!” I had an inkling of what a stranger might think if they came across such a scene. Why was she crying like she’d been betrayed by her lover?! Quickly, I rushed to the door, peeking to make sure nobody had heard anything before locking it. “This is all my fault…” she whimpered, then snapped her head toward me. “No, it’s yours… even if you wanted to get laid, why him? I mean, I did want you to come out of your shell, but not with the man who chose your sister over you!” She glared angrily.