Novel & Cerita Stories About Sisters

“Not the demons, my lawyers. They’re wicked and as crooked as the day is long, but they aren’t demons. They make me pay for their services with sex and money. I want to be free of them.” “That’s not all you want.” Once again, she was taken by surprise to the point she gasped. “My sister has a journal that I need.” “The one you killed your aunt for?” the witch asked with disdain. “How did you….” “Why should I work with such a spoiled child who would kill their own flesh and blood over a journal her sibling scribbled in?” “She was going to ruin everything,” Louella said, defensively.

“It’s not ridiculous. Don’t you want to meet somebody new? Even if it’s not your mate, I’m so over seeing the same boys every single day. Sure, they’re technically men now, but we’ve known them literally our entire lives! It’s hard to see them as a real partner, when you’ve also seen how inane and immature they can be.” Cassie gave her sisters a sly smile, “Did you see how disappointed Randolph was when we turned 18 and none of us were their mates?” Evelyn snorted and Nora agreed grimly. “This is what I mean, thank the moon goddess that none of us were fated to their miserable asses. I’m not yearning to leave our pack, just to leave the same people and the same situations that we deal with

I called her nickname. Despite being sisters, we could never be more different. In appearance alone we are far from each other. My hair was black like that of a raven's feathers and, unlike my sister's golden brown eyes, mine were green. Maya was full of love and compassion for others. So it's also very easy for other people to love her. It is difficult for me to trust others. I always had my guard up, constantly being careful. Because that's the only thing I know how to protect Maya. “Are you done doing your research?” Maya asked as I sat down inside the gazebo.

Ari pointed out. “You sure you’re not related?” Gia asked with a smirk as Ari punched her in the arm. “Ow.” She pouted. “Some prophetic warriors.” I laughed. They passed the prophecy that was in a way a curse down through pixie bloodlines. It told of five sisters who could control an element to the point of becoming the element itself, but the more powerful the ability, the more debilitating the side-effect. Like my migraines and vision loss. Five sisters who would stop a great evil that was trying to destroy the mythological realm and connect it to the human one. The sisters are suspected of hiding the key to the human realm. The key, when used, could cause a rift between our realm and thei

man she had spent the night with, she was devastated and when the Sisters found out too, they were furious at your mother but she was a very powerful and highly ranked Sister so she wasn't punished, instead they waited for your mother to give birth for them to kill the baby, the baby is an outgrowth of an abomination, it could not be allowed to live regardless of the gender it might turn out to be. But your mother wasn't so keen on giving her child away so before she gave birth, she escaped from the Sisters clutches and delivered the baby, she delivered you. When Richard came back and couldn't find your mother, he attacked the Sisters, some Sisters were able to flee but those that met with

"Well, you're going to love Chicago. I promise you. I've been to campus too already. It is an absolute dream, Hailee. Everything you need is a walk away." I smile as Dean rambles on about the campus. In the midst of leaving my family behind, at least I have him. I haven't heard from Lisa or said anything since our last conversation. She's been deliberately ignoring me these past few months and it hurts me that we've moved apart and that she won't tell me what the problem is. Honestly, I could guess what the root of it is. But I never forgot about her. Hopefully one day she'll come around. I'm glad Halsey is speaking to me again. Leaving knowing my sister wants nothing to do with me would hav

“Younger sister, yes. Because we’re on the Elder Sister Island. There is a legend about these two islands, a local myth. Would you like to hear it? Could help distract you from whatever is bothering you.” “Yes, please.” She takes a deep breath and for a minute she doesn’t speak and when she does, her voice is low and somber, and I realize very quickly that this is not really a happy tale. “Once upon a time, there were two lovely sisters named Mathilda and Eva. They lived on one of the smaller islands and they loved each other very much. Eva was the younger of the two and always followed her big sister wherever she went, for their mother had died early on and Mathilda had been a mother figure

What other story could there be apart from the one I had told them? “We would love to hear your other story, then,” the elder replied.” I suddenly felt a tightness in the pit of my stomach. I don't feel good about this at all. What could be up to at this moment. “As I was saying. Before the sisters came to the pack, one among the two committed a felony.” The hall immediately became rowdy with noises. I gripped my dress from the side. Someone, tell me this is all my imagination. “One of the sisters hated the other for reasons unknown, and she committed the greatest crime ever heard. She stole the mark of the scarlet witch from her sister and took in the identity of Gina, Arnold, the scarlet w

“It is a thing.” “How on earth did you two get so close?” Janne furrows her brows as she asks the one million dollar question we all wonder but not brave enough to ask. “I don’t know. We just kinda did,” Lucy lies. We know there is more to that story. It’s not a secret that sister-wives rarely get along, if anything they are more like rival-wives. Arching their back and twisting their inside to win their man. It’s like a lifetime competition. You don’t ‘just kinda did’ things like that.

Then Selene was guided before the stone seat. Her face was pale, and Theron’s hand rested behind her shoulder where every clan could see protection and only she could feel pressure. “My sister has always known how to make others serve her,” she said. “What she built in Frostbrook may only be revenge. She hates me for becoming the Blessed Female, and she hates that Theron, Darius, and Lucan chose me.” I took the thin hide from the bone box and held it out across the fire. “Then say it again under the Beast God’s seat.”