Sisters Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

I wondered why his mother was yet to show up, they made it seem like this was some sort of distant house where one had to wait for a long while before they showed up. "No. Casey and Yvonne are my other sisters but they are way older, married and live with their husbands now. "Oh, I see." I said. I opened my mouth to raise a new question but a tall woman appeared through the doorway his sister had gone into. It explained his height instantly and the striking resemblance could not be dismissed. She looked extremely happy to see her child seated there. She put on a huge grin before turning to look at me. "Caramel dear?" She blurted, a bit of doubt edged into her sentence.

Then Gwyn slit her sister's throat. "You guys are sisters?" Rena suddenly appeared. Startled, Gwyn almost hit her. "Do that again or I will kill you." She glared at her. "And yes, we are sisters. Not pretty obvious" Gwyn spread her four arms. "Gwyn cover me!" It was Serra, on her knees touching Danika's hand with her burning hand. Gwyn dashed towards an incoming Reapers and met it with her swords. Rena dashed towards Serra. "Good thing her soul didn't leave yet." Serra whispered. "She'll be fine. Go cover me. Where's Sisi?"

She was staying behind to face the four sisters with ancient spite, armed with nothing but her wits and a dead man’s name. As I sprinted down the entrance toward the door, the colors of the library began to blur in my peripheral vision. The four sisters, Sophia in red, Ennoia in blue, Episteme in green, and Arete in creeping purple, dissolved into a blur of chaotic light as I slammed the door shut behind me.

he told me sarcastically. I laughed and shoved him playfully. “Look, when we get all of this done, when we have told everyone and our week is over, we do have to sit down and situate another plan. The one that deals with the humans. Juno says that these sisters are powerful and they are the key.” He nodded and we finished getting dressed. As we walked out of the room we saw that no one had really moved. We walked over to the table and Gabryl looked us up and down.

"It was a lot of words, and they kept blurring together so I just decided to go to bed and wing the whole meeting." Zypher shook her head at me even though she was smiling. "I understand you. I suffered that when I was still leaving with 'the sisters'. I had to read up on files for upcoming missions. It was hectic." "Sisters? You sound like a bunch of witches or something like that. Do you guys have like a sisterhood of some sorts?" "Yeah. It's a sisterhood for abused women who went through a lot." That piqued my interest. "Explain to me how everything works."

“Seriously, Lana, what the fuck are you doing and who are these women?” I wave my hand toward each woman, “These… are my sisters. Let me introduce you to Death, War and Pestilence.” My sisters’ eyes glow with malice as they circle Bree like sharks circling their prey. Bree’s chest heaves as she looks into my eyes, “Please don’t do this, Lana. You’re my sister, and I love─”

So we just carried on as best friends and ravished each other whenever we got the chance. Tonight's party had been our ultimate lesbian fantasy and we both looked forward to inducting four more girls into our sapphic society. Nicole and Nancy arrived next. No one could see the two vixens and not know they were sisters. They were so close in age, body shape, personality, and style that most people mistook them for twins. Rebecca and I looked forward to seeing how close we could entice the sisters to get with each other. We had long fantasized about the two sisters and had voiced our fantasies to each other during numerous long bouts of our sexual trysts.

It didn't. "Allison," he said, not questioningly but just stating her name. "Allison." It was like his saying her name had unlocked something that refused to lock up again. "Fourteen years. We were fourteen in the hallway at school, two Ukrainian girls agreeing we could get along, and I haven't seen her in six months and all the time-" she trailed off and then forced herself to continue, "all the time she's been pulling strings and showing up with sandwiches at the hospital like I didn't already have a sister in my life messing everything up."

I shouted, "Jessica, I'm still your sister!" Jessica growled, "What kind of bullcrap sister? I've always been prettier and luckier than you. Why do you get all the good things in the end, while I turned into a mess? "Don't worry. As long as you cooperate, I'll make your death quick." She wanted to kill me again and restart everything, but Brett was too scared. After all, this was a prison sentence waiting to happen.

My sister sped up, covering the ground between herself and Daunator even more quickly as Hannah, Kaycia, Moira, and several other familiar faces held off Daunator’s lackeys. If I’d had more time, I would’ve tried to figure out who those other Vampires were, but I was still moving creatures off of the battlefield. Gunfire rang from behind me, over my head and through the trees around me, so I knew I needed to be careful, even though I didn’t think any of my teammates could kill me. It would still hurt. The cover fire was helping hold the newest creatures to spill out of the ground back from Aaron, Elliott, and Jamie, but there were still plenty of them between the Guardians and my sister, and