Novel & Cerita Slay Soul Sisters

But you stayed because you chose me, That’s what sisters are for. Not by blood, but by the Pact, By the winter and the sun. By the way we face the world, And never turn to run. You’re my truest kind of family, The fiercest, gentlest friend. The sister I was meant to find, And keep until the end. When I forget how brave I am, You remind me who I’ve been. Not with thunder or with shouting, Just the strength beneath your skin. Some spirits walk in harmony, Some run side by side.

In search of the man that I was working my hardest to get away from. "How did we end up here? In the Heavens?" Moon asks asking some of the questions I've been thinking. "Well, going the route that we were greatly avoiding-" all the sisters scoff, turning to us. "you...killed each other. Hurdling your souls into our grasp." She says, getting up close. One of her spindling legs come up and move through my hair. As if she's imitating the grasp that they have on us. One of the sisters bumps that one out of the way. "Enough of the questions! It's time for my favourite part. Punishment." She seems to giggle, yet her dribbling body makes it hard. The mood of the whole almost ballroom like area's m

Trista said, as she and her sisters start to circle the girls. “Your first mistake is thinking that I would allow mosquitoes to kill me. Your second mistake is thinking you outnumbered us.” Rayne said, as Misty stepped outta her, carrying a whip of her own. The sisters gasped stepping back, bumping into each other like they were in a horror film. “What are you?” One of the sisters said looking in disbelief. “They're the reason you should have just walked away, but now you about to die.” Charms said peeking around her mother's hips. Lucky pushed her back behind her not wanting the sisters to even look at Charms.

"I'm not that girl, Soul. I'm sick of your shit. I'm sick of being a punch bag. At least I get to go out knowing my mates loved me. That's all I could really hope for." Soul sends a whacking hand around my face at such speed. "Don't you dare speak to me like that bitch! I am your master now and you will do as I say!" I bite the inside of my cheek. "Oh yeah, or what?" I retort angrily. "BRING THEM IN!" He roars with a grin on his face. Through the doorway, two strong looking and smelling rogues drag in the injured bodies of my mates. "Noo!" I gasp in shock.

Their heads lifted slowly, as if my voice was something sacred. Nina approached the crystals. “Let me,” she breathed. She placed the crystal at the center of their bindings. It pulsed... once, twice... Then shattered the chains in a burst of blinding white fire. The sisters cried out in one shared voice, a sound of freedom, pain, and release. We caught them before they collapsed. Their bodies were frail, trembling, starved of magic and life. Xavier immediately called for the helicopter. Minutes later, its blades thundered through the air. We loaded the sisters gently, guarding them like fragile souls. I sat beside them as we lifted off, watching the cursed fortress fade into the darkness.

Though nobody calls them ‘squad’, it is a sacred identity of who they are: The Quadruple Sisters, which was modified to ‘The Sisters Quadruple’ and later became ‘S-Quad’, squad. “So what are you all bringing to the festival?” Hailey asked the girls who were in different places. Eliza was in the pool which turned hot due to the burning sun while Natalie won't even risk entering the sun as she takes shade in the safest place, the thatched roof mini bar. Diana and Hailey were laying down on the bare floor. While Eliza could endure the sun because she struggled to get used to being in the sun and an additional bonus is having the black cloak, Diana and Natalie dared not risk it. They have the bl

Her Soul. So, let's see how these girls go through the ups and downs of their life. How will the circumstances lead to their future? What will be the destiny of their set by the universe? And will their souls be able to be together? Or something else is waiting for them.......... Prologue __________________________________________ You are my SOUL __________________________________________ Love, You are my light of hope and rays of blessing. Baby, You are my morning glory and evening bliss. There is no word enough existed to express my feelings,

His voice was as soft as a breeze, a reminder that this moment was lost in the past, a fragment of what was. “They were psychics, Lunette and Solana. This was before there was a word for such a thing. She didn’t speak of it often, but they came from a time where demons walked the earth, dark creatures that hungered for flesh and life.” The sisters pushed the wooden gates open, their hinges squealing as if to warn them to turn back. As if to warn them that this plan will only end in death. They each grabbed a torch, the light clinging to them as they ran to the barrels on either side of the fence. With a strength I didn’t know they possessed, they tipped them over and sent the dark liquid spi

she said, ladling soup during our last visit, "go out into the world, find her, and claim her, as your fathers crossed mountains to claim me. Don’t wait for signs. Be the sign." "Women today aren’t like you, Mother," Alexei replied with sincerity. "No one matches your strength." "Then wait," she said, smiling faintly. "But don’t wait forever or I will have to help you all." We didn’t believe in any of it. Not truly. We were monsters in disguise—beasts in men’s flesh, living among mortals while hiding what we are. No god would grant us the miracle of love. Our nights were filled with nameless women. No promises. No tenderness.

Thinking on it Summer agreed with Michael's tactic towards dealing with Golden Ridge. "Should I contact Taylor and Reggie?" Summer asked. Taylor Wilson and Reggie Wilson were twin brothers from Serpent Kings that in the last six years had become Summer's right hand men and closest confidantes. They had been the first to accept her as heir and to swear loyalty to her after her father had announced that she would soon be the gangs new leader. "I think you and I and a few of my men will be plenty." Michael said darkly. Summer knew that Michael wasn't a huge fan of her men due to his terrible jealous streak.