Soul Sister Quotes Novels & Stories

Musicians and fire dancers took to the stage, captivating the audience with their spellbinding performances. Among the crowd, Sister Claire spotted a group of aspiring young artists, their eyes wide with wonder. She approached them with a warm smile. "You are the artists of the future. Embrace your creativity and let it be a guiding light in your journey." One of the young artists shyly asked, "But what if no one likes our art?" Sister Claire knelt down, her eyes locking with theirs. "The beauty of art is that it's a reflection of your soul. Not everyone may understand it, but the right people will connect with it deeply. Trust your voice, and let your art be a beacon of your truth."

Still looking deeply into each other's eyes the sisters smiled at each other for a few brief moments. Tara sighed and closed her eyes breaking their eye contact for a moment before standing up straight and speaking, "Cara, sister, you're finally ready to go back where you belong. I am so proud of you. I knew you could do it. I knew you would make your way back. I love you. I wish I were going with you. I wish we had more time together. But that isn't my destiny. I am glad I was here for you. I will miss speaking with you. But I will always love you. I will always be here for you. I will continue to watch over you until we are reunited again. Please, go live your life. Go and truly live. Don'

Rita held out her pinky finger, "soulmates?" Rina hooked her pinky finger with hers. "Soulmates" she replied. ........ "Rain said I might find you here" Rafaele said as he sat beside her. Rina looked at him, "Hey" she said softly. "What are you thinking about?" he asked, putting an arm around her. "My sister" Rina said sadly. "Bad memory or good memory?" "This one was good. I really miss her a lot" "I used to be jealous of your sister" Rafaele told her.

If I had everything in this world but my soul could not reach the moon, I wouldn't bother living. I need to care for my spirit just as much as my body, and my sister has the opportunity to be forgiven for her crimes. Walking up to Catherina, I get down on my knees and hug her. Her head lies against my back shoulder. Gripping her fur. I felt myself becoming upset; I knew what I needed to say, but it was difficult to utter. I've always adored my sister, the memories of growing up, the emotions she brought with her, the love, the joy—she was always the life of my life.

Freya “Let’s have fun and celebrate to our happy lives, at least we’re not the ones with that disgusting brother of mine.” She squealed and I chuckled while kidding. “I never understood why you liked him, he’s every shade of red, gosh, he irks me. I wish I could change families.” She replied and I sighed heavily. “At least you had a family, I was an orphan.” “Not anymore, my sweet little girl… I’ve always been your soul sister and I’ll always be okay? I love you so much and nothing is ever going to separate us, not my brother, not distance, not death!” She vowed and I nodded.

I don't care what it is, as long as they keep this chaos away from my husband. "I don't care, Denver. I said it before, once we get out of this and we can come home, I'm leaving. He who runs lives to fight another day. That's how they say it, no?" Chills run down my spine as I turn to take another look at her. She has her face to the window. I take in the shape of her ear, the trail of her neck, her accent. I don't believe in ghosts but except they're real, then this is my sister, Neriah. Only her uses that phrase like that. She copied it from our mom.

he laughed like a maniac, a level four psycho! "We are just like sisters, we aren't connected by blood, but by soul, have you heard about the soul sisters? I bet you haven't." she chuckled weakly. The man stared at her rage coarse through his skin. "You really aren't afraid after all I have done to you, I guess you aren't a spoilt princess as people potrayed" he puts his fingers on his chin in a thoughtful way. "Expect the unexpected, don't be fooled by our appearance" she muttered incoherently.

Her brother's laughter filled the room, echoing his disbelief. "That's why my astute little sister can chart her own course," he remarked a hint of pride in his voice. Sia's expression darkened at the mention of being labelled a genius, a title she found unpalatable. In her eyes, true genius was a rare and revered quality possessed by only a select few. "I am bound for the capital," Sia declared firmly. "Surely, as the overseer of this city, my esteemed brother cannot abandon his post, can he?"

I said, looking at the taste of thick velvety sweetness. "You are not the only person who has lost everything, Jasmin. I lost my sister too," It goes silent for a little while until she speaks in a low voice. "Sister?" Sasha hums at my answer, turning around to face me for a brief second before returning her attention to the mug that she is holding in between her hands. "Yes," A small smile plays on her lips "My little sister... She was my whole world," I didn't miss the raw emotion in her tone.

said Choice rolling out on the marble floor laughing out loudly holding her stomach but Destiny just shrugged her shoulders saying … “ I have someone even more dumb here.” Choice … “…!! ..!! Sister , did you …??” Destiny cut her amidst saying … “ No, No, I mean , you are right.” Which made Choice to lift her brows in happiness and laugh even more harder.