Sister X Novels & Stories

It was the truth; if they didn’t believe that, they could ask Aarshon. “Are you serious?” Slyven asked a moment later. Aarshon walked into the room at that moment. He didn’t look too happy about them talking about Xylia. “My sister is what your mother said. Xylia is very special to everyone who knows her. A heart of gold and a personality to match.” He said, then went to grab a shirt. It was when he started to go past Nix that she noticed the scent of blood. Nix grabbed his shoulder, spinning him around.

She whimpered. Xander strolled into the apartment he shared with his sister, taking off his shirt as he walked. He removed the shirt and stared at his living room, which had only a huge white couch and a flat-screen TV. He hadn’t bought a lot of furniture for the living room, but his bedroom was crammed with expensive furniture. It was a two-room apartment. He attempted to go to his room when he heard his sister on a call with someone. He paused at the door to listen to their conversation. "I can’t talk now. I need to go to work. Today is my first day of work. Wish me luck." She said, by her voice, he could tell she was happy. She sighed deeply after hearing what the other person had to say

"I won't let you slander my sister anymore! Hasn't she suffered enough? You vile, disgusting woman!" "What are you talking about?" Maggie burst into tears, her voice trembling. "When did I ever slander her? I didn't make her jump! She's mentally unstable; how's that my fault—ahh!"

I had returned to the day when she had schemed against me. In my previous life, my sister, in her pursuit of becoming the sole heiress of the family, resorted to scheming on the day of the school anniversary. She tampered with my fever medicine, causing me to lose consciousness. She took away my prepared speech and went on stage to deliver it, receiving all the glory. Meanwhile, she led me to a secluded alley where I was sexually assaulted by a group of people. They even recorded the incident and posted it online with the caption, "The so-called heiress of the Xander family is nothing special."

Xavier's mother was an angel who had no problem with her husband making advances at other women and his sister was a too sugary soul who was all smiles and love emojis. "So let me introduce myself. I am Melissa, Xavier's only sister and you are?" She asked curiously starring at Maya. Maya looked at Xavier confused, not understanding why his sister was looking at her with an eager look on her face and his mother had this hope on her face, staring at her like she was a savior of some sort. Mr. Dominic huffed. "You and I Know your brother sucks at keeping a relationship. He barely sees his family members. So what are you expecting by probing this woman with that expectant question?" He was alre

Beside him, Elena had her hands up with the resonance concentrated in them, the silver-shimmer heat she'd been using outside. They moved as a unit. Xander and Elena at the front, Maya and Silas directly behind, protected on all sides by that geometry. The first Sister turned toward them from the main hall archway. Silas said the word. Shorter this time — faster, like he was calibrating the minimum dose. The Sister froze. Not crumbled, just stopped, the frequency disrupted enough to break its coordination for a window. Xander hit it. Elena hit it at the same moment from the other side, the resonance-charged impact landing on the already-disrupted form, and the Sister came apart.

“Please don’t blame us! We truly didn’t know.” Claude slightly lifted his chin. “Then tell me. Who gave you the courage?” As if grasping at a lifeline, they all turned their gazes toward Leon and Rose. Leon supported Rose as they stood up. He looked at me, resentment filling his eyes. Compared to Leon’s helpless expression, Rose had already calmed down. She carefully swept her hair back, deliberately revealing her slender neck. The moment our eyes met, Rose no longer showed any trace of fear. She walked openly toward Claude. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters.

“You know what, Xander. You’re not stupid and neither is she. She needs to know that she’s your mate.” “I don’t want to scare her,” I say, collecting the rest of the dishes. Reagan reaches out to grab my hand. “She’s mated to an Alpha werewolf, Xander. I’m pretty sure the Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes. She can handle it.” I narrow my eyes at my little sister. “When did you get to be so smart?” “I’ve always been smart. No one notices because I’m so much younger than everyone else.” “Well, I’m noticing now. Thanks sis,” I say, pulling her to me and kissing the top of her head.

“Did Nyx tell you what they took?” I shook my head. “No. She didn’t say. Right after she said that, she put her mental blocks up. I can’t reach her.” It was quiet for a beat before one of the elders—Elder Corra—sat forward, her brows drawn. “I’m sorry, but what exactly is going on? Who is Xena?” I drew in a breath, meeting each of their gazes. “Xena is Nyx’s twin sister. Her older twin, if I am right. She is as powerful as I am, or maybe even more powerful.”