Slay Soul Sisters Novels & Stories

It doesn’t cause confusion and feelings of inferiority to be any less. Aza interrupts my thoughts, “Girly, do you hear that? It sounds like someone singing.” I listen and do hear what sounds like someone singing a sad song. It is a song about love that was never realized by two sisters. Every time the two sisters were allowed a life to live on the Earth realm, the enemies of their family would work together to destroy them. Their lives always end in death, and they never get to live the life fated for them. Their lives are always torture, abuse, and hatred, no matter how each sister is sent back to live in the Earth realm. The sisters have been sent back together and separately. It always en

“Then listen to her. Don't let the Empress drown her out. You don't have to be the martyr for the North, Elara. We have an army. We have Lucien’s fire. We can find another way to kill the Sisters.” “There is no other way,” I whispered, looking toward the grey mist where Selene’s ghost had beckoned. “The Sisters are the ‘Unwanted’ parts of our souls. They are the shadows Silas created when he tried to prune the bloodline. You can't kill a shadow with a sword, Kaelen. You can only reabsorb it. Or let it consume you.”

she says quietly and I nod. A few minutes later and Sully showed up to take the guy away. "I need a favor Sully," I choke quietly as tears fill my eyes and he nods. "I need a background check on Caroline Williams, my sister. She's been in Derek's shadow for decades and I need to know if I can truly trust her or if she's playing me to get to my mother and Kelly." "I know someone high up who can dig up more dirt than a graveyard," he says softly and I nod lightly.

Rakesh replies, "Yes Payal someone says very true that men are so much foolish, even with a slight smile of girls they think they have gained that diva girl but truth is always something else" Rakesh got up and brought the violin from inside the camp and started playing it. First its tune was light and calm and later it turned up and its tune and melody just started mixing an environment, running stream, tall trees and calm greens. Payal was feeling this tune. Like it was anchored her heart and she felt like current is running down her spine. She was feeling every single wave disturbance by this tune. As Rakesh stoped playing the tune. And as Payal switched off from her imaginations. She

“Even then… you will still have to choose between… killing the vile monster so that your soul… may return to the afterlife in peace… or be trapped in the world… knowing you’ve helped him… conquered the innocent.” “I liked you better when you were alive.” Marcel glared at her brother in annoyance, knowing he was right. This was her fate no matter when it would come to an end… it had to be fulfilled. “Remember… if you fail… next year….” Mike teased in a faint voice… his shadowy figure dulling by the second… but this time he knew it was different from before. “You’re so annoying; can’t you just stay one place? I can hardly see you.” The girl rolled her chestnut brown eyes simply forgetting the

Victory seemed close, so close they could taste it. Then the Wraith’s clawed hand shot out from the shadows, catching the soul in a violent swipe. It twisted, black smoke enveloping the tether, and Avery felt the pull jerk sharply. The soul screamed—shrill, desperate—and disappeared into the darkness of the Veil, snatched from their grasp. “No!” Avery screamed, falling to their knees, chest heaving. Kael’s scythe flashed, slicing a Wraith in half, sending shards of shadow scattering. “Damn it!” Kael hissed. They lunged forward, cutting a path through the remaining predators, their movements fluid, precise, merciless.

” Phidel with the spirit of Phidelia groaned, rubbing her forehead. “Were you even listening to me at all?” He scoffed, slightly shaking his head as he settled back in his seat. At that instant, Phidelia’s spirit left her sister's body– making her conscious of herself once again. She noticed the party was over with Rowan questioning her as he returned to his seat. Phidel deftly glanced at her sister with a quizzical look and she in turn shrugged with a sheepish grin plastered on her face. “I’m sorry..” Phidelia grumbled and Phidel spontaneously sighed– rolling her eyes in the process as she settled back in her seat; giving Rowan a sheepish smile as she glared at her sister.

cute. When I arrived at her place, people were already starting to arrive. Colorful lights were flashing everywhere and loud party music was blasting. She told me she wanted to do a “Euphoria” inspired party. “Happy birthday, my soulmate!” I screamed when I saw her, she ran towards me and I gave her a tight hug! “Ugh, I love you my main bitch.” She said and lightly smacked my butt. I handed her the paper bag I was holding containing my gift for her. “What’s this? Thank you so much!”

“I haven’t hurt her. I saved her. She’s my mate.” Silence thundered louder than the voice had. “…She what?” I scrubbed a hand over my face. “Look, I don’t know how you’re in my head, but judging by the possessive death threats, I’m guessing you’re one of the ones she soul-bound.” “…Dylan and I. She marked us. Soulclaw.” Soulclaw. Again. “Yeah. Well. She gave me one too. In her sleep.” “Mother of flame.” The voice cracked. “If Dylan doesn’t kill you when he wakes up, Layah probably will.”

Dead. The remaining two spun, weapons raised. And at the bottom of the stairs, framed in the smoke, stood a woman I thought I’d never see again. Her eyes, the same shade as mine. Her stance, lethal and certain. “Calla,” I breathed. My sister smiled faintly, a knife dripping blood in her hand. “Miss me?” --- Just as Caelum and Saphira are about to be executed, Calla the sister Saphira thought was dead appears, slaughtering Lucien’s men and turning the balance of the fight.