Sisters Of Quiet Mercy Novels & Stories

Without her realizing it, her long-buried grievances seemed to be easing away. Her eyes turned watery. The lyrics were a bunch of simple and straightforward words, yet she found herself completely absorbed in them. "Whisper of the Silence." Danise smiled. "Lovely song, isn't it?" "Whisper... of the Silence?" A glimmer appeared in her lifeless gaze. "Such a beautiful name. Is this your latest work?" "How I wish. It's Kyle." Staring into her eyes, he continued, "He composed it with hopes that it could reach the ears of somebody he misses."

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When the two left the room and the study was plunged into silence, the Sword Sisters urged Maddie to close her eyes. Maddie obeyed. The Sword Sisters began a soft humming, like the drone of bees. It was low and the Sisters didn't even stop to catch their breaths. Soon Maddie was entranced. All background noise, like the chirping of birds at the oak tree by the window and the creak of the desk faded. Only the humming of the Sisters persisted.

Mercy decided that her treacherous, evil and shameless brother would win over the heart of her Sister-in-law even if he had to resort to deception. Unquestionably, her Sister-in-law was going to be defeated sooner or later. One day, her Sister-in-law would turn into a submissive rabbit that her treacherous and evil Brother could order about. What had happened earlier was the perfect example. Therefore, all of her previous concerns were absolutely unnecessary. “Alright, I’ll take my leave now.” Mercy decided that there was no reason for her to hang around any longer.

Ari pointed out. “You sure you’re not related?” Gia asked with a smirk as Ari punched her in the arm. “Ow.” She pouted. “Some prophetic warriors.” I laughed. They passed the prophecy that was in a way a curse down through pixie bloodlines. It told of five sisters who could control an element to the point of becoming the element itself, but the more powerful the ability, the more debilitating the side-effect. Like my migraines and vision loss. Five sisters who would stop a great evil that was trying to destroy the mythological realm and connect it to the human one. The sisters are suspected of hiding the key to the human realm. The key, when used, could cause a rift between our realm and thei

She exclaims, rolling her eyes. “Don’t insult me, Mercy.” I gush, pouting my lips. “Well, then. Have sex. I mean, even sisters in the convent fucks the reverend fathers.” She says bluntly. I had to slam her mouth shut with the palm of my hands. Jesus fucking Christ. Mercy has lost it. Totally. “Hey, hey…it’s no news again. I can show you a video if you want.” She sputters when my hand leaves her mouth. Fuck. I’m so done hearing these blasphemous things from her.

I mutter under my breath. For a moment, the car is silent. I heave a sigh of relief, and glance up at my sister. She's busy with her phone, not bothering to look up from the screen. I guess that's what is keeping them so quiet this time around. I hope they'll stay silent like this until we reach our college.

Chapter Thirteen: Sister of Ash The sky had turned a deep, smoky gray, as though the heavens themselves mourned what was awakening beneath the soil. Seren stood at the edge of the crater, surrounded by the wreckage of her birthright and the screams of the cursed tree that once marked Black Hollow’s sacred heart. Her robes—dark blue with silver embroidery—fluttered with energy. She hadn’t aged past her early twenties, her presence defying time, her expression carved from stone.

Cared about his friends, she said. If Henry learned that Jake took care of his wife so much that she was pregnant with his baby, he might be so angry that he would end up crawling out of his grave to kill Jake. When I said nothing, Winnie gave me a fearful look. “Luna, are you still angry at me and Jake? I really just want a baby of my own. I’m just too lonely and scared alone.” As if she had just been bullied, Winnie started sobbing. Quickly, Gertrude grabbed some tissues for her to wipe her tears before glaring at me.

Sneaking around for secret rendezvous was not exactly her forte; it was eating at her conscience. The fact that the man she was meeting was her husband's so-called brother made it even harder for Elaine to come to terms with. Guilt gnawed at her, filling her with regret. Stephen's grip on her wrist tightened, leaving a faint red mark on her pale, delicate skin. "The walls are thick here," Stephen said to reassure her. "He won't hear a thing."