Sister Of Chaos Novels & Stories

With a thought, the infromation organized itself and, in her minds eye, now appeared a digital window; [SUMMARY] Name: Nya Crimson Age: 19 Condition: Standard Alias: N/A Titles: N/A Classification: Omen Species: High Vampire Rank: N/A Phantasm: Blood Reaper; ability to assimilate abilities from the blood matter of other beings. [Notice: You have been designated a 'Special Existence; REGIS' whose choices may shape the fate of the cosmos. More information will be available at a later point.] She read the details on the window intently, she didn't know how, but she knew that this window was now part of a much grander network that she had access to.

"Who are you? Who was your sister?" The woman grabbed my chin and forced me to look into her eyes. "My name is Zara, and my sister was Esmeralda. The one who casted the spell on you and you forgot everything! But you had to come back. Huh? And she was brutally killed by your mate. What did you think that your sin will be forgotten? "

Her appearance mildly resembled the vampiric features of Chaos. "I see, my name is Chaos by the way," said Chaos, patting Natalia's shoulder as a contract through miasma connecting to Chaos soul was made automatically. "Eh? What was that?" she wondered. "A contract, we just meet so I don't want you to backstab me or something, this way, if you try to do so, you'll die," said Chaos, walking away nonchalantly. "I-I see… I wasn't… planning to do that but fair enough," sighed Natalia, hoping that Chaos could be any better than a Mind Flayer.

"And why did you connect to shadow magic that matches our demon summoner's signature?" "Because the summoner is my sister." The room goes silent. "Your sister," Hope repeats flatly. "Half-sister, technically. Same father, different mothers. Her name is Valeria Blackwood. She's nineteen years old, completely insane, and has been planning this genocide for five years." "Blackwood? As in Elder Blackwood?"

The Goddess returned to the stream with a knowing smile while waiting for me to process her words. “How can I accept him if I am dead? Doesn’t that defeat the purpose?” “You accepted my sister in your death?” “That also confuses me.” I had to take advantage of this opportunity. “Who or what is Dark Sister?” [REMINDER THAT THIS IS COPYRIGHTED PROPERTY OF T.MURPHY/2025. IF FOUND UNDER ANY OTHER NAME THEN: TMURPHY202, PLEASE REPORT IT AS STOLEN]

Both smile at her with a thank you. “I never gave you my name Alpha Blake.” The woman says with a smile that lights up her face and her eyes. They sparkle in the videolink. “My name is Talia, I am the sister of Tabatha, who is currently spying on a certain rogue Alpha.” My jaw drops. Her sister is what now? “You’re a witch.” Allie states calmly, and the woman nods with a smile.

I say nothing as I don’t want my sister to suspect a thing. Before I could reply to her annoying taunts she slaps me across my face. “Why did you do that?” I hiss. “Because it’s nothing less than what you deserve,” she replies right before she spits at my feet. Goddess, I can’t believe this is my sister. All of this is rooted in jealousy. The Moon Goddess blessed me with magic and I became the original witch, when my sister was born, her hair came out black. The literal color of her soul.

I could feel their questions pressing in the heavy silence, the disbelief rising in the air like smoke. Chad’s voice dropped into a growl, powerful and final. “She is my mate’s sister… and my brother’s fated mate.” The room erupted into gasps. Witches traded stunned glances, warriors stiffened, eyes widening. Zoria’s lips parted in disbelief. Triny whispered something that sounded like a prayer. Abelina, bound by her curse, could only lower her head, her hands trembling at her sides. I felt the weight of all those stares as they shifted to me. My chest tightened, my wolf Chaos prowling beneath my skin, snarling 'mine' repeatedly.

In every instance where they were in the same room, it was clear that they were not close to each other. As I tried to process what I had just witnessed, my mind raced with thoughts, causing me to absentmindedly nibble on my food in order to avoid raising any suspicion. I am asking you one more time, sister, please do this for me. You owe me,” she demands before hanging up the phone and taking a bite of her food rather aggressively. Both of these sisters had the same striking feature - dark, long hair. I was familiar with Lia's mother, but she had never spoken of having another daughter. Sage wasn’t so terrible to everyone else; it seemed to be just me that she despised. She had a fiery temp

Tabitha said in a small voice. "I saw what you did back there. You saved him but allowed him get away without paying the price. Why?" Lord Krishna asked in an echoing voice. "I was... confused my Lord. He called me... Elizabeth?" "And you believed that! That was only a plot to get away!" Lord Krishna thundered. "He sounded like he knew me! Does he?" Tabitha pressed on. "Does it make any sense? You were given birth to here together with your eleven sisters who are all out on missions as well. Go back and fullfil yours, Tabitha."