Sisters Of Night And Fog Novels & Stories

"I have to live with this. I'm the sister who slept with her brother-in-law. Who is alive and pregnant with her dead sister's baby. If people find out the whole truth—" "There's nothing sordid about what happened to you," I cut her off. "You were manipulated. Used." "I still agreed to it." "Under false pretenses and emotional blackmail." She pulled away, wrapping her arms around herself. "I can't do this right now. I can't have this fight when I'm naked in your bed after you just—" She stopped, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "After I just made love to you?" I finished softly. "We had sex," she corrected. "Let's not romanticize what this was."

The room fell deathly silent. I turned to Mia sharply and her expression mirrored mine. She swallowed hard. “Micheal, do you know the name of this coven?” “I forgot the name. It had something about sisters….” “Is it….. the dark sisters?" “Yes. That's the name”

I would get away from Damion Night if it was the last thing I did. It wasn't always like this. Before that night we lost our parents Damion and I were actually pretty close. I mean we had practically grown up together. My dad was his father's second in command so we were always together. I had even had a stupid crush on him back then but now that was long gone.

Wrinkling her nose in disgust, Svetlana stomped on them. “What the hell are you doing?” the soldier dragged her away. “Those are babies!” “Babies? What are you, daft?” Suddenly a horrible suspicion blossomed in her mind and she backed away from him. “Who are you?” she whispered. He saw the change in her face and lifted his hand. “Little sister . . . ” “Don’t call me this,” she screamed. “Patrol!” But there were no Patrols and no passers-by. The city lay empty around them: ice, iron, and broken concrete.

making me blush with a kiss so fierce strangers stared. We abandoned driving the truck home halfway. He pulled me onto his lap, ripped away my panties, and left me reeling. The unspoken desperation to make the most of each other. To capture the feeling of our skin, our connection together. Like it could all be whipped away in an instant. For a few weeks, we tried to act like everything was fine. But every day, new reports were growing of new Rogue armies expanding in the centre of the nation. Fighting for spoils, killing innocents to get it.

“What the two of you were doing. Who you were hurting. My bedroom was right next door to yours for years, Sheila! And you are my little sister. Do you two really think I would not know what you were planning to do?!? And what you had already done? Sheila stood up straight, pretending to have no idea what Jenny was talking about. “You know, little Sis, I always knew that you wanted Nick,” Jenny explained. “You and Stephanie had this grand plan. She would be Luna and you would be the Beta female. It would be perfect, just the way that Margie wanted it.” “Well, that is not what the Moon Goddess decided to do, was it?” Sheila said bitterly. “No, it was not. But that did not really matt

“By old law, a contender remains in the sacred forest until moonrise and faces any clan challenge. If she falls tonight, her claim ends here.” The royal marks on the stone seat kept shining. The old rule had been allowed. Ronan lowered his voice behind me. “They will move tonight.” I turned to the northern coalition. “Pups and wounded to the eastern hot spring grove. Greyfen holds the first wind pass. Hollowpine guards the grain carts. Maren stays with the banners. Anyone reaching for Frostbrook’s flag loses the hand.” Night settled, and Sunspire moved.

"Of course you are. You're my favorite little princess." "Do you love me more than Danielle?" "I love both of you the same." Sophie tilted her head, thought about it carefully, then reluctantly accepted the answer. "Okay, fine. Danielle is my favourite sister, too." The family burst into laughter. As they passed the streets, an astrologer sitting behind a fortunetelling table raised his head. He stared intently at Sophie for a long time before suddenly calling out to the family. "Excuse me, sir, ma'am."

Rachel sneered. Teary-eyed, Evonne clutched at Rachel's skirt and begged desperately, "Please don't touch Abby. Let her go. I'll let you examine me!" Rachel kicked her to the ground, frowning in disgust. "We'll definitely examine you, and we're dealing with this imposter too! Unless—" She smiled cruelly. "Unless you get on your knees and start begging until I'm satisfied. Then maybe I'll consider letting your fake sister go." Evonne turned toward Simon, who had been watching indifferently from the sidelines. Through clenched teeth, she gritted, "Abby is the big shot you're all talking about. If you lay a hand on her—"