Suicide Sisters Novels & Stories

Not softer. If anything, Ivy Ellis was holding herself together with everything in her, and it showed in the smallest ways. The tension in her shoulders. The careful way she chose her words. The fire in her eyes that refused to dim, even now. Especially now. I liked it. I had no use for someone who would crumble under pressure. “You’ve exhausted your options,” I said calmly. “Your previous partners have withdrawn. Your creditors are preparing to move. And within the next seventy-two hours, your company’s financial state will become public knowledge.”

she said. Suzanne clenched her fists. This isn't right. The older girls kept on kicking the one that laid on the ground. Suzanne took a step towards them but the evil glance one of them shot at her halted her in her footsteps. She stood no chance against four of them and judging from the way they were all geared up they were wintexs. Suzanne gulped. If care wasn't taken she could end up in the sick bay. "It's okay...," the girl on the floor with violet hair said in a weak tone and smiled at Suzanne. "They're my sisters."

I said softly, reaching out to her, "I won't let anything happen to you. She’s bitter, let her be.” Sofia nodded, her voice filled with a mix of sadness and determination. "Thank you.” But then, how could it be that these two sisters, born on the same day, now stood on such opposing ends? It was inconceivable to me. Twins were supposed to have an unbreakable bond, an unspoken understanding that transcended everything else. The thought of them turning against each other was beyond comprehension.

Sophia lead the way, her dark eyes glowing with a predatory hunger. “Release them,” I snarled, drawing my blade. The hellfire from my sword flickered, I felt my very energy suppressed by the oppressive atmosphere of the library. Sophia let out a musical laugh that made the hair on my neck stand. “Your little insults won’t work here, honey. We aren’t demons. We are the eternal sisters. And your brothers? They simply lost to our challenge. They couldn’t choose you over the safety of their home. They fell victim to their own flawed characters”.

Unfortunately, she does manage to do some damage, but I don’t let it deter me. As I fight my sisters, I try to reason with them but soon realize that, unlike me, my sisters do not have a tether to this world. I have my sister and Lucifer. My sisters do not know their mates well enough to feel affection, and there’s no one they care about here who can pull them back from the ledge─not even me. War flies behind me and grips me by the neck as Death plunges her sword forward. I kick out her wrist and disarm her elbow Death in the stomach and kick out at Pestilence when she comes near.

“Drink from me while we drink from you, little sister.” Lily obeyed instantly, licking and sucking Victoria’s folds with desperate hunger. Victoria moaned and ground down harder, smearing her sweet nectar across Lily’s lips and chin. At the same moment, two sisters attacked Lily’s breasts, Mei on the left, Selena on the right, sinking their fangs into the soft flesh around her nipples and sucking greedily. Sharp pleasure-pain shot through Lily’s body as they drank. Between her spread legs, Cassandra and another tall, athletic sister named Raven positioned themselves. Cassandra slid three long fingers into Lily’s soaked cunt, then added a fourth, stretching her open. Raven did the same to Lil

Even as Joey fumed, she found out that Sion was a vampire whose wealth could match nations, and so became jealous. Later on, Yoran mauled her to death in his madness under the full moon, allegedly tearing through her throat while the rest of her was left in pieces. As her resentment burgeoned, she became a vengeful spirit that haunted me endlessly after death, unhappy that the same sister she had treated so insignificantly was doing well. She was in denial. It only got worse as Sion clearly treated me well, where Yoran had treated her so coldly. He would bring me food and feed me every day, the handsome face under his mask breathing my name tenderly.

I can explain, please" he pleaded and quickly put on his shirt. The lady who is known to be Halima faced the two sisters. " you two have no shame at all" she spat " who amongst you is his mistress? " " she is the one " Kalthum was rendered speechless. She couldn't believe her sister "Basma! " Basma pleaded with her eyes and ran out of the room leaving her junior sister behind. " so you're the mistress ko! " Halima dragged Kalthum by her dress. Halima over powered her because of how chubby she was. " please let me go" Kalthum pleaded

And Aiden looked at me in bewilderment, as if he hadn't noticed how lousy I look today. “Slight malaise,” I slurred, “no need to worry. Better tell us the latest news. Did you find out who was behind all this? We're still looking into it, but there aren't many options. The main version is apostates. I swallowed obscene words along with another spoonful of soup. The Resistance very skillfully framed the Sisters. “So, someone saw the distraught dark ones?” I asked a logical, from my point of view, question.

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