Slay Soul Sisters Novels & Stories

Sophia lead the way, her dark eyes glowing with a predatory hunger. “Release them,” I snarled, drawing my blade. The hellfire from my sword flickered, I felt my very energy suppressed by the oppressive atmosphere of the library. Sophia let out a musical laugh that made the hair on my neck stand. “Your little insults won’t work here, honey. We aren’t demons. We are the eternal sisters. And your brothers? They simply lost to our challenge. They couldn’t choose you over the safety of their home. They fell victim to their own flawed characters”.

“Vampires?” “Indeed,” said a woman to Davina’s left. “They feast on her in more ways than you can imagine.” Even though she’d been mistreated by her sister for her entire life, Davina’s first instinct was to run to her aid. “I need to help her.” “That would be suicide,” said the woman. Baskin stood up. “If you want to help your sister, then go to the future and get yourself trained. Then, and only then, will you be able to help her. Doing anything else would be fruitless and more than likely fatal.”

The full army of the Howlers arrives — their armor painted by dawnlight, their howls like thunder rolling down the hills. A fierce pride shivers through me. Now that is more like it Dolly is right behind Pelin, twin fire in her eyes. They never choose peace — not when violence promises justice. The sisters rise, blades drawn, hearts steady. And I step forward to join them — not as an exile, not as a broken wolf — but as Serenya, daughter of shadow, born of moonlight and fury. The battle begins. The cold wind splits against us as we charge. Eight sisters. One pack . One tribe.

The struggle against the magical restraints proved futile, my every effort met with an unyielding force that subdued me in a prison of lurking shadows. Lisa gave a loud cry, then took a leap towards Mathilda, only to be pulled back by Khalil. "Stop. Don't," he grounded, holding her firmly around her waist. "What..." Before Lisa could finish talking though, Abeel's spear went flying in the air and found its mark on one of the Sisters' forehead. A piercing cry accompanied it, followed by a flash of lightning before the sister crumbled into dust. The remaining Sisters met the same fate, each with our weapons.

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?"

“By blood of Ash and Shadow; by flame and death; I bind my soul to you, sister. Let our strengths become one.” Selene’s runes ignited around her collarbone. “By moon and mirror; by sacrifice and rebirth; I join my soul to yours, sister. Let our fates converge.” The mirror shattered in a spray of motes, tiny shards evaporating into motes of silver-blue light. A wind howled through the shrine, carrying whispered affirmations: sisterhood, unity, eternity.

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

Carissa felt her lips stiffen; she wasn't sure what to say in front of Rey. . "I know, this must feel foreign to you, but you know, every day, you will be here accompanying me to work, or at least we will meet to let go," Rey smiled when telling her the habits she used to do with Bella. Carissa, who heard that, smiled faintly. The love story of Bella and Rey was very sweet; it's just that fate was so cruel, Bella actually died, and now there is only Bella's body filled with Carissa's soul.

Cause she had to handle her third trouble which was to calm down her crying son and that was nowhere near easy. Yeah, she was a mother and blessed with a lovely son who was the love of her life, her everything, her son Zayn Abedin. ************** Cold Skin, Drag My Feet On The Tile As I Am Walking Down The Corridor I Know We Haven't Talked In Awhile So I Am Looking For An Open Door ***************** ................... Assalamualaikum Readers... I hope you all liked it... Don't forget to comment and vote...... I love you all......