Sister X Novels & Stories

Kendall almost choked on blood as her face grew hot. "Take care of yourself Xi." Kendall kissed her on the cheeks and she left with Xavier. Xi was the sister she never had. Who was brilliant, thoughtful and loving. It was all thanks to her Kendall was still alive and breathing. Sometimes she wished they were blood related but soon she realized you don't actually need blood to be related to someone. Even blood relatives tend to stab their selves in the back. "I'm expecting good news from you two!" She wiggled her eyebrows earning a chuckle from Xavier.

Emmaline was shell-shocked, “WHAT??” Zion looked at her and nodded, “Yeah. To begin their painful love story, you need to learn one humorous fact- the cruel Alpha Xander loved his sister a lot. One because she was his only sister and two because he wanted Dad to become a member of his pack.” He husked. Emmaline gaped, “What? Why?”

My sister won't breathe a word; she's always been like that. I focus on washing the dishes, placing the plates and utensils in their rightful places. Finally, I'm finished. I hear the sound of laughter coming from the living room, my sister's voice booming above the rest. Sarah is always at her happiest and loudest when she is with Aiden and Bryan, especially with Aiden. It is not surprising. Of course, Aiden is her best friend. That is why I don't want anything to do with Aiden anymore. I don't want to be the one to ruin their friendship. Fuck how I feel about Blacksmith.

“Who is your sister? How could my sister marry such a useless person like you? If it was me, I would have strangled you to death at the night of the wedding!” Xynthia appeared cold. She casually threw a document folder down to him. “My sister forgot to take this document for her meeting. Send it to her. If you’re late, you do know what will happen to you!” Undeniably, although Xynthia was only an unruly senior in high school, she still inherited the excellent genes from the Zimmers. She had a slim waist with slender legs. She was indeed quite charming.

I narrow my eyes at her and she straightens herself up, looking taller and more confident. “Xena is my mother’s sister by blood. Xena is my aunt.”

she said with a wide smile. The door gently opened and in walked Madame X. This time she was staring coldly at Elvira. “Alpha Kieran has summoned you, witch. It is time to make yourself useful.” She stated curtly. What did Kieran need my sister for?

“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.

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

Her hands, visible at the edges of the sheet, were curled into fists. She'd fought. She'd tried to live. And someone had held her under until she stopped. "That's her," Alexa said. Her voice didn't shake. That surprised her. "That's my sister." She reached out and touched Alice's hair. Still soft. Still dark. Still Alice. But her fingers froze halfway through the second stroke.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.