Novel & Cerita Sister Battle

"Don't dare to follow me, or hurt my sister! Otherwise, she is going to die by my hands!" "You bitch! How dare you take me as a hostage!" Jessica growled out, as I tightened my grasp on her. I glared at her, signing her to keep quiet. As I make my way back, to the remains of the treacherous battle, I pushed Jessica off, after leaving behind the gate to the dungeon. It was a bloody massacre all around! The beautiful scenes had turned deadly, and I could recognize nothing familiar with this hell. As I kept going toward my destination, I felt a weak connection. It was my sister.

"Fight back, Mirabella! Think about your Children, your husband!" Annabella's hand surrounds my neck, her fingers curling tighter. I struggle against her, I choke, I plead, but my sister remains unheeding. "Think about your mother." She drawls, her smile victorious when my blinking slows. A muscle feathers in my jaw, my teeth clenching tight. With a great force, my knee rams into my sister's gut, dragging a scream out of her throat. "Why don't you fight for yourself this once?" I slap her across the face, my knee driving into her stomach yet again.

“Do you think she’ll come for you?” A slow smile tugged at my lips as I slid into the seat. “I doubt she’ll resist. Let’s just… see.” With my bare hands, I’ve fought men twice my size, men whose shadows could swallow me whole. I’ve felt the searing bite of bullets tear through my flesh, each one close enough to send me to the other side of this world. Yes, my dear sister Luna was beside me in some of those battles, but don’t mistake that for equality.

This time, however, she was left with the last child of her sister, a witchling that had barely lived up to half a century. It is said that the sister knew that this battle would be her last, for she set her household in order, silently drawing up a will and making arrangements for her demise. This war, the first of its kind in the entire period of existence of the immortal ones, ravaged kingdoms with careless abandon. Blood flowed ceaselessly, like water from a burst pipe, yet the battle did not cease. Many watched their children, spouses, and all those they held dear perish, but the war did not cease. Curses rained upon the inhabitants of Earth and Hell, but the war did not cease. The outc

I pause, then add, “Mum never showed me any. Even when I asked.” He says nothing, just cups water in his hands and pours it gently over my skin. Warm. Comforting. But I miss his touch, miss the way his fingers make me feel like I’m safe, like I’m not broken. After a beat, I ask, “Was your sister involved in the fight tonight?” “She was upstairs. Fighting the women and any of Damian’s remaining kin,” he exhales. “She’s leader of the female betas.” I nod silently, the memory of her fierce expression when she barged into my room resurfacing. I banish it.

The battlefield was a maelstrom of chaos. Explosions shook the ground beneath their feet, debris raining down like deadly confetti. The air was thick with smoke and the acrid stench of burning flesh, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. Damian fought desperately, each strike fueled by grief and rage, knowing that the woman who had once been his sister—Lila—was now their fiercest adversary.

Now we make her pay. I turn to Cade and River, my mates, my anchors. "Let's find my sister," I say. Their expressions shift. Predatory. Protective. Ready. "Let's," Cade agrees. And together, we walk back inside. The war isn't over. But the next battle is about to begin.

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

I gave him a small smile of thanks and followed Lari out, and we headed down the street to our parent’s home. Everyone we passed gave Lari a small bow of respect, and she was so used to it by now she just kept on chatting about how excited Mom and Dad were going to be. I couldn’t help but smile as my sister is the Luna of one of the two biggest packs in North America. And now I am the Gamma female of the pack. I will need to ask about my duties as such. I heard one of them is I am Gamma to the Luna, which happens to be my sister. I have no problem with that job.

“Alpha Orion… He's been engaged to Calanthe long before the bonfire. He's not your mate. He's to be married to your sister.” It felt like someone had smacked me across the face. No. Not this one too. “Excuse me?”