Soul Sisters Book Novels & Stories

“Maeve, you can’t. That’s–that’s the darkest kind of magic–” “What are you talking about?” I ask the sisters. I’m losing my patience and will power with each passing second. I could be upstairs in bed with Brie right now, enjoying the precious few nights we have together, but instead I’m standing here, listening to them whisper fight. “She’s talking about The Book of Whispers.” Brie snarls, her voice flashing with fury. Maeve’s nostrils flare. “It will work. You know it will.” “It’ll take pieces of your soul–”

Cirdan explained and he almost touched me but he curled his hands and shoved them back into his pocket. “What do you mean boy, who is responsible?” father asked Cirdan and my eyes widened, Father will not let go of the issue. He was going to get to the root of the problem and Cirdan just placed suspicion on girls who were not completely innocent but still, I feel like they would not have been the ones who did this. I was likely to attribute it to stress but my father will not. “Soul sisters…” Cirdan responded. “A group of three girls who are…”

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the woman announced, her voice ringing out in the silence, "this is Selena, the one we have been waiting for." The girls murmured amongst themselves, their gazes locked on me. I shifted uncomfortably, feeling like a specimen under a microscope. But as I looked closer, I realized that there was something different about these women. They had an aura of power around them, a strength that seemed to emanate from within. "Selena," the woman continued, "these are your sisters in the Sisterhood of the Moon. Like you, they possess ancient powers that have been passed down through generations." I stared at them, trying to wrap my mind around this new information. "You mean... they're like me? They ha

When the moment arrived, I would summon my sisters, and we would rise together, fierce and unyielding, ready to face the shadows threatening our world. I know that our journey has just begun. The path ahead, once hidden in uncertainty, now shines with the promise of a future where fear no longer rules us. With my sisters by my side, we will light up the darkness of our past and welcome the joys of life awaiting us. Together, we will discover the prophecy that has called to us. In that moment of discovery, we will finally step into the light, prepared to create a life full of laughter, love, and endless possibilities. -THE END of Book 1-

I wasn't the kind of person who could just toss someone's possessions carelessly, not even my sister's, not even after what she'd done. "Some poor charity shop worker is going to have a heart attack when they open these boxes," Maya joked, holding up a barely-there piece of lingerie. I laughed, though it felt strange to be touching my sister's intimate things. "I'm sure they've seen worse." "Doubt it." She dangled a lacy scrap of fabric. We continued working, making steady progress through the massive closet. When I reached the back corner shelf, my fingers brushed against something solid tucked behind a stack of cashmere sweaters. I pulled it out, surprised to find a leather-bound book.

The ancient Book lay open before her, whispering of forbidden knowledge, as she placed the coin delicately at the center of a page, its presence radiating an unnatural energy. The Book pulsed ominously—once—then seemed to swallow the coin into its binding, as though it had been claimed by a force far beyond her understanding. The pages began to flip violently, a whirlwind of parchment that finally settled upon a new spell, ink shimmering like liquid silver against the page. “To survive the Sister, one must split. Sacrifice the soul’s echo. Bury the self beneath the flame.” As if in response to the revelation, the page ignited, flickering to life before crumbling into ash, leaving nothing but

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab." 

She tore herself away from Dwayne's gaze and smiled at me while she gave me a few details. “With my brothers and their band. They're all sitting back there in the lounge! Actually, I'm much too young for the club, only 17, but there are advantages to having Known Brothers...” She winked at Dwayne. Tape? Known brothers? Dwayne's curiosity was piqued. “Your brothers are in a band? Which ones?...” She took a sip from her champagne glass. » The Heartbreakers ! You know that, right?” Dwayne and I both laughed briefly and Dwayne shrugged.

Lucienne asked the lady who now seemed a bit confused with the type of questions Lucienne was asking her. "This is your body" "No, this... This is not my body" Lucienne shook her head. "What are you saying, Miss. Cherry?" The lady asked. "Cherry? I... I am not Cherry" she shook her head putting the lady into more confusion. "But.... But you are Cherry, are you okay? You hit your head against the bath tub quite hard, does your head still hurt?" Diana asked, her brows furrowed. Lucienne understood now, this was just like it happened in the movies, she had watched movies where the soul of someone would move into the body of another and that made her understand that her soul was now in the body