Seventh Sister Mods Novels & Stories

She tossed aside her towel and struggled to her feet, putting on a limp as she looked down at me. “You’re my sister. If you just ask me nicely, what wouldn’t I give you? It’s just the lead role.” She could stand with ease, while my leg throbbed so badly that I couldn’t move at all. Something in me snapped. I wrapped the towel around my wrist, braced myself against the mirror, and slowly pushed myself up. Then I swung my hand hard across her face.

The thought crossed my mind, yet all I did was toss it and leave what I was doing to help my sister. “I-I’ll do it, sir,” I said, my voice trembling so much I could barely get the words out. The rogue with the scar on his cheek glared down at me, and I had to force myself not to look away. “P-please, my sister is sick. I’ll do her job.” “Rosentine, it’s okay, I can—” “All right then.” The rogue cut her off, “I’ll grant your request since you’ll be sold next week anyway.”

I probe. I am acting like I am talking to my best friend, not my sister. It seems like I have forgotten that I am even talking to my sister. What is wrong with me? I just want to have a normal conversation with my sister, and here I am, acting like this. Sarah nibbles on her bottom lip, lifting her shoulder in a half shrug. "So, are they lying or not? Is it true that you have been hanging out with Aiden? Is it true that you have been spending time alone with him?" She questions, firing the questions at me, one after the other.

"Now that you two know this, and you chose to be partners to do what? Kill me? Are you guys insane? You can't keep me in here forever. Sooner or later, everyone else will notice that I'm gone." "Shut up." Caramel commented, the tension in her building up. "Your sweet mother will call you to inform you that your sister is gone." I smirked, loving how much it affected her to hear the words. "Fuck it, I asked you to shut the hell up." She had begun to yank on her hair. "What then will you do? Join them to call the cops?" I ignored her. She growled, picking up the glass cup of water they had given to me and smashing with a scream. "Shut it.. shut it, shut the fuck up!" She yelled, taking deep br

The sharp-witted Jenson learned about the different character traits of each challenger as Baby Robbie spoke. "Fifth Sister has a shrewish personality, and only she is bold enough to torture criminals during interrogations. As for Sixth Sister… I’m not very close to her, but every time I’m in danger, she will mysteriously appear before my eyes. She often gives me constant reminders. Ninth Sister will tell me everything…” "Oh, then there’s Lil Thirteen. She’s beautiful and has the best combat ability of them all. But like you, she has autism." Baby Robbie talked non-stop about the gorgeous challengers in the military intelligence division.

I demanded, stepping forward. The figure stepped back. Maintaining distance. Calculating. "Someone who knows exactly who you are, Alexa Lean. Not Nova James. Not some transfer student with a mysterious past." They laughed, the sound warped and unnatural through the voice changer. "You're a girl with a dead sister and a death wish. And I'm here to grant it." "Then do it." The words came out before I could stop them. The figure froze. Even through the mask, I could feel their surprise.

“Hello everyone, thanks for your concern. My brother-in-law has gambled away my younger sister’s two houses, which includes my wedding fund of a million dollars. “I lent them five hundred thousand dollars a few years ago, and they did not even repay a single cent to me. No matter how much money I have, it’ll never be enough for this black hole. “Besides, I was switched at birth with my younger sister. We are not related. Everyone, please be my witness today. From today onwards, I will cut ties with her officially.” Wendy saw that her lies had been exposed, so she grabbed me and whispered, “Ruby, if you refuse to give me anything today, we’ll stay here and haunt you forever. “After that, you’

Cute. Lily kept going, her voice low. “Then one night I saw him leaving this party with this girl from my street. He claimed she was her sister, not knowing I know the girl better than him. Always lying with the ‘sister-cousin talk’. Looking very innocent like he’d never even kissed anyone before. I followed them stupidly.” She paused, observing my face. Of course I had my rapt attention on her. She continued. “They went to his car. I watched through the window. He had her bent over the seat in under five minutes. She was crying a little but she didn’t stop him. He was fucking his aclaimed sister to my greatest surprise.”

she said in a ringing voice, power reaching forward from her to envelop my sister, "I rename you Hathenemeira, and declare you a Lady of the Seventh Plane." Meira gasped softly as the power snapped into place, her eyes flaring with light before she bowed her head to our grandmother. Muttering. Dark looks. My heart, now beating faster than normal, did an odd jump making my chest hurt. What was the big deal? Dad used to be a seventh plane demon. Kind of made sense Meira would be too. The renaming thing kind of annoyed me, but why were most members of the family now staring at my sister like she was the enemy?