Suicide Sisters Novels & Stories

"I also know that two of the sisters had to be silenced because they rebelled against the Orison. That's the codename of the plan. It seems the sisters didn't have a problem with the initial phase but they balked when they needed to make a sacrifice to enact the last phase of the plan." I raised a brow at him in contemplation. They….balked? Why? They cared for no one's life other than their own. They cared not for the life of the hunters that followed their dictates nor their own fellow witches, so what could they have balked at. And why would the sisters have turned on the|mselves? What the hell was project prison? Is there a disgruntled sister in the sisterhood that's just too scared to re

" Lyra said with a sadistic smile and Lilith gasped. Arianna gasped as well but managed to cover her mouth on time as she felt her blood run cold. It wasn't surprising to find out that both sisters were birds of a feather, they were from a family of liars. They were liars, deceivers and murderers as well but Lilith's older sister seemed to be far worse than her.

A long, exhausting day had taken its toll, and Clara drifted off to sleep almost immediately. … Back at the rented apartment, uninvited guests had arrived. "This is the place. The jewelry and clothes those women have are worth a fortune." "My sister took one of their diamond rings and sold it for millions." There were four of them, black stockings pulled over their faces. Judging by the way they spoke, the leader was the landlord's younger brother. "That's right. These are the Chamberlain sisters, the ones who crossed the Draconox Archon. We clean them out completely, and nobody's going to speak up for them."

I looked at my parents. “Do you want to know why I’m getting home so late tonight? A client forced me to down an entire bottle of hard liquor. I was in the washroom puking my guts out. “And while I was out there breaking my back, I saw my own sister showing off the apartment you bought her. It’s the one I’ve been working really hard to afford but will never, ever have! Daphne stood up and said in a shrill voice, “Lina, how can you talk to Mom and Dad like that? They’ve sacrificed so much to raise us—”

[I've been reborn? Hahaha! This time, Kayla's stroke of fortune will be mine!] Gleeful cackles seemed to ring in my ears. I opened my eyes in a daze and found myself back at the familiar orphanage. Clarissa Smith, my sister who'd stabbed me to death in my previous life, was eyeing me with a sly grin. [This time around, you can spend your life in an academic hellhole, Kayla, while I enjoy having more money than I could ever spend without having to lift a finger.]

My door was pushed open, and there stood my step-sister in all her glory. “Hello, sister, it’s been quite a while. You no longer return my calls.” Lily whined, and I just smiled, tight-lipped at her. If you know Lily, you know the best thing to do is to just ignore her. My parents’ golden child, and she knew exactly how to get under your skin. Nothing I ever did was enough; I was always compared to Lily. She reveled in every bit of attention, and it always made me feel inferior. She destroyed my self-esteem before I even knew what it was called.

he shrugged. I nodded, “and how do I know you're not lying?” He smirked, “haven't you noticed the energy inside here? Try lying and see”. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out, I looked at him, “Each statue here signifies something, all are self aware, lying with them around is impossible.” He started in a bored tone. “Fine,” I agreed, “what happened next between them?” “Nothing much, Your two ancestors could not truly kill the sisters, burning Vega didn't kill her, only placed her in a bridge between the dead and the living, which is…..”

The guests' murmurs crashed over me like a tidal wave. "I knew it! A leopard can't change its spots. The jinx of the Sullivan family is pure evil. Not only did she get her own biological brother killed, but she's now trying to steal her adopted brother's protective charm to get him killed too. Clearly, she wants to wipe out the Sullivans so she can hoard all of her family's inheritance for herself." "I heard the eldest son of the Sullivan family, who died, was incredibly close to her. What an idiot, letting himself be killed by the sister he doted on the most."

Sitting in a heavy iron chair in the center of the feed, her face pale but her eyes glittering with a vengeful triumph, was my twin sister. Ayra. "Good evening, high society," Ayra’s melodic, airy voice boomed through the ballroom speakers. She looked directly into the camera, a cruel smile touching her lips as she raised a gold-sealed document for the world to see. "My name is Maya Lin Vance," she announced coldly. "And the woman standing next to my husband in that ballroom tonight is an imposter. Julian Vance didn't just fraud the merger... he kidnapped my twin sister Ayra, forced her into my identity, and is holding her hostage to steal my family's legacy. And I am coming to take back wha

No more worrying about who might be the killer. But all I felt was cold. --- At noon, I finally stood up. My legs were stiff, my back aching from sitting on the hard floor. I walked to the window and looked out at the campus. Students crossed the quad in groups, laughing, talking, holding hands. The lake glittered in the distance, blue and calm and innocent. The lake where my sister died. The lake where someone held her under until she stopped fighting. I pressed my palm to the glass. "I'm sorry, Alice," I whispered. "I'm sorry I couldn't do this alone."