Sister Of Chaos Novels & Stories

I couldn't fall. The figure glanced back. Even through the mask, I could see their eyes widen. They hadn't expected me to follow. They'd expected me to stand by the lake, screaming and crying, the way normal people would. But I wasn't normal. I was Alice's sister. And I was done being scared. "You can't outrun me!" I yelled. "I've been running my whole life!" The figure veered left, toward the old maintenance shed near the edge of campus. I'd seen it before, a crumbling building covered in vines, its windows boarded up, its door rusted shut.

My family doesn't really have the best reputation around here. "And now, we have one here. The daughter of Pedro Sanchez, and sister to the Chaos himself. Bloody psychopaths!" She spat. I was totally taken aback by how she knew about Chaos's relationship towards me. Damn! I myself didn't know my brother was the Chaos until some weeks back. "Surprised, hunter girl?" Bianca scoffed. I struggled to push myself up to my knees, as my left arm had begun to hurt from resting on it for so long.

“It's an old story. The lady had a sister with whom they were very close, this sister had two daughters - Melissa and Amalia, named after an aunt. So, Amalia was very beautiful, Alt Reed spotted her, and they became lovers. The girl fell deeply in love and completely lost her head, although at that time Reed had several more mistresses. Once Amalia disappeared, the whole family went crazy and threw all her strength into the search. She was found mauled in the woods near the Reed estate. Amalia and Melissa's father had connections at court and began his own investigation, but a month later he died during a robbery on the road, followed by their mother committing suicide. Lady Holm and Melissa

Several minutes passed in silence. Then she looked up. "My mother was investigating Gabriel." That caught my attention immediately. "Investigating him?" She nodded. "At first she thought he was involved with the Seventh Family." "And later?" "Later she realized he was trying to expose them." That sounded more like the Gabriel I remembered. My brother hated secrets. He hated manipulation. He hated people who abused power. Ironically, power was exactly what destroyed him. "What else?" Darius asked. Zariah flipped another page.

“I have little faith that she made it that easy, but it’s worth a shot. If she left any clues, there’s a chance the Embertaurs found them, too.” “I wouldn’t be so sure,” her sister countered. “The Spirit of the Rains is the twin of the Goddess of Chaos, the Mother Crone. Maybe the clues were traces of magic for the Mother to find.” Blaze raised an eyebrow and turned to face her sister. “You think so?” Brynn shrugged. “It’s a possibility. Those two were known for weaving their magic together.” “It could be something to go on. One of you should go with Laney and Amerie tomorrow to help look,” Apollo suggested.

"She was my mother's sister." Author's Note: The fourth moonhunter being Nadia's sister recontextualizes everything from the second arc's beginning. Lena Chen knew the right person would come because the right person was always going to be her niece. The frequency isn't just a supernatural connection. It's family. That's the turn.

The look in their eyes— I understood it quite well. “So who is this sister of yours? According to what I know, only an extremely wealthy person can afford a white wolfsbane. Your sister must have offended someone so relevant in the society.” “My sister was a former Luna queen. She was the third wife of Lycan king, Dane.”

Telling me it is not a good idea to come forward. I gripped his hand. My eyes were begging him to let me. However, before we could even proceed, Charm suddenly spoke. "My sister, Chanel, was a half-werewolf. When she was born, our mother didn't treat her well. I was there. I saw how she abused my twin. Our own mother wanted her to die because she was born differently."

Her look fit with what type of God she was. From the knowledge I had, she was The God of absolute powers younger sister. That's another thing with royals, siblings could be the complete opposite kind of Gods. While normal Gods normally always connected somewhere magic wise. Royals didn't have to over lap at all. Chasity went to the leopard and brought her over. It was like a baby but you could tell it was full grown.

I glared at this supposed Glinda as I got to my feet. “Will you stop with the stupid alliterations? I am not Glinda the Good Witch. This is not the Wizard of Oz.” Not Glinda rolled her eyes. She’s had enough of my melodrama. Well, too fucking bad. I’m allowed to be as crazy and weird as I want. “I am Chiara, Crone of the Oscurità e Luce coven. The witch that has started this war and is currently keeping you imprisoned in your mind is my twin sister Melania. She’s supposed to be dead.”Chiara sighed.