Sister Battle Novels & Stories

Wrinkling her nose in disgust, Svetlana stomped on them. “What the hell are you doing?” the soldier dragged her away. “Those are babies!” “Babies? What are you, daft?” Suddenly a horrible suspicion blossomed in her mind and she backed away from him. “Who are you?” she whispered. He saw the change in her face and lifted his hand. “Little sister . . . ” “Don’t call me this,” she screamed. “Patrol!” But there were no Patrols and no passers-by. The city lay empty around them: ice, iron, and broken concrete.

And that never amounts to anything good. He's handsome, but if I weren't his sisters, I wouldn't touch him with a ten foot pole. His involvement in a dangerous world, is also dangerous for anyone who approaches him. Even I who became his sister already had his punishment, embedded in my skin like a fresh wound. He catches my uneasy glance and rolls his eyes at me.

I covered my stomach and smiled at her. "Yes. I want a son, but Kane says he wants a daughter." As soon as the words left my lips, I saw the fire of jealousy ignite in my sister's eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, forcing herself to suppress it. "Then eat more, Thalia. From now on, we sisters should live well together." Suddenly, a strange fragrance rushed into my nose. Both Kane and I collapsed to the ground. My sister looked at us viciously. "You're just as stupid as in your past life. Now I'll send you to the underworld!"

“No, not-” “I’ll be her partner!" You have got to be kidding me. We both looked back at Naya who had her hand up and a very weird smile on her face. “Very well then.” As he walked away from me, I felt relieved that I finally had a partner. One on one combat right? How hard could it be? “You’re done for” one of the girls said behind me “Naya is the former Beta's sister and she's very good in combat. She's going to crush you.”

Not her, not me. “Warrior, DUCK!” I yell at one of our allies. He throws himself to the ground, and I blast the enemy with an energy ball, making him fly backwards and breaking his neck with the sheer force of my strength. The wolf turns his head to me, bows and moves on to help someone else. The battle is raging all around me, and here I am worrying about my sister? She can hold her own, and I need to fucking concentrate here.

"What is this bitch doing here?" "B*tch? Did you just called me a b*tch? Then what are you? You left those people you call family behind to join an enemy and even planned with her to bring the master down. How evil can you be!" Tanya yelled at her. Ciara scoffed. "Point of correction,b*tch, Tabitha here is not an enemy to Craig. She is his first lover....long time ago before a shameless idiot like you popped up. I will advise you leave Sky squared,Tanya because very soon I will be striking and you will be the first person to go now." Ciara threatened and Tanya smiled.

Unfortunately, she does manage to do some damage, but I don’t let it deter me. As I fight my sisters, I try to reason with them but soon realize that, unlike me, my sisters do not have a tether to this world. I have my sister and Lucifer. My sisters do not know their mates well enough to feel affection, and there’s no one they care about here who can pull them back from the ledge─not even me. War flies behind me and grips me by the neck as Death plunges her sword forward. I kick out her wrist and disarm her elbow Death in the stomach and kick out at Pestilence when she comes near.

Hearing that, the giant rock leaves my chest, and a loud laugh bursts out of my mouth. Zanele and I are identical twin sisters. We have the exact same bone structure, but her wolf beauty was always a little bit brighter than mine. If this female has a face full of ugly spots, she cannot be my sister. Zanele's skin was perfect. I slam the phone down and spin my cup of red wine around, a wicked, murderous look flashing in my eyes. I am the one who trapped her in the flames and listened to the wood snap. There is no way she survived that night. This ugly girl just has the same name. It is just a dumb coincidence.

Full of bath steam and little footprints. Bianna came into the kitchen behind me and picked a grape from the bowl on the island. “They were so happy, though.” I stared at the glass wall behind the sink. The yard was getting darker now. The little lake behind the house sat still as ever, like the world hadn’t just tried to stab me with a coincidence sharpened to surgical precision. “Yeah,” I said. “And, by the way...” Bianna tossed the grape into her mouth, far too casual. “Your sister’s fiancé looks like the twins.”

we said as one. As we moved to a reasonable region for the battle, I murmured to Sheila, "Recall the arrangement. Hang tight for my sign." She gestured subtly, her hand brushing against the pocket where we kept the Moonstones. Rasha's sibling remained before us, his structure moving continually among light and shadow. It was muddling to straightforwardly check him out. "Start!" Rasha called out, her voice loaded up with expectation. The battle was not normal for anything I had at any point experienced. Rasha's sibling moved with unthinkable speed, his assaults coming from all bearings on the double. Sheila and I retaliated to-back, depending on our bond and senses to keep us alive.