Sybil Characters Novels & Stories

She turned around in fear to look at him, her instinct was correct on who it was. Her breath got stiff as her eyes almost popped out from their sockets. Rosela thought she had a mother who would listen to her troubles anytime in life but she was wrong as Dansanisa, her supposed mother, changed totally since the death of her father, Arthur. she got fooled and blinded by Amunsa's love or should she say, fake love.

She steps back and crosses her arms, eyeing the water warily. “What? Scared of water?” I ask, a slight chuckle playing from my lips. “Actually, yes.” She pinches her lips together and deadpans. “Oh.. uh- sorry?” I hear snickering behind me and roll my eyes. “Is it protected?” Luther asked. “Yes,” Sybil said softly. “But not in the same way as the shard. This one is.. sleeping.” “Sleeping sounds friendly,” Edgar muttered. She looks at him, “It isn’t.”

Athalia just walked past her and stopped looking at the room she walked out from. "What were you doing inside?" Athalia asked looking back at Sybil over her shoulders. Sybil pursed her lips and put the keys back in her pocket. She brushed her hair that covers half her face revealing a scar she got from Kala recently. "Just errands, anyway, welcome back, Tally," she said and walked in the opposite direction of Athalia. Athalia closed her palm into fists, Sybil never fails to get into her nerves, but she may be of use for her in helping Illac. She took a glance at the room where she comes from, all rooms on this side of the facility is soundproof, maybe, just maybe the errand that Sybil was ru

This could work in my favor. I called out for Gwendoline to come to my aid, knowing full well she was nowhere around. Sybil continued her verbal degradation of Gwendoline while she slowly made her way to me. I took the opportunity to study her more closely. Her fangs were lowered, but not fully extended like Luthias’s were when he’d fed on me. Her eyes had the same glowing red ring in them as Luthias had, but her whites looked burnt orange. Where Luthias’s features stayed pretty much the same, Sybil’s cheekbones protruded and her eyes looked sunken. She was a pretty gruesome sight. The closer she got to me the stronger the feel of evil in the air. She was clearly powerful and very frighte

Sybil started to rub at his eyes as his tears started to increase at a fast pace. “Why did you say something so cruel…? So many people care about you yet here you are saying something so cruel! Do you really not think everyone in this house cares about you? If they didn’t care they wouldn’t be here! They wouldn’t be looking so desperately for you! SO DON’T YOU SAY THAT NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU!” Sybil was crying as he spoke to me and I couldn’t understand why he was acting like this. It didn’t make sense to me.

He doesn’t understand even just a word that Hail is saying! " – I am just a simple convenience store employee – " Hail continued, ignoring Sybb. "Hail..." Sybb called. "What happened to you?" he asked, feeling hurt. After all, he was courting him and he feels that Hail also likes him, too. They are supposed to be together… "His mind was reset." A voice spoke. Sybb turned. He saw Sylv emerge from the shadows. "Huh?" Hail muttered when he saw Sylv. "You look cool! With an entrance like that..." he told Sybb and laughed.

Thin, pale, bleeding from her nose. "Callum Brennan. I'm Sibyl Rayne. I have visions. Futures that might happen." Sibyl's voice is weak, exhausted. "I've seen you three times. Each vision shows different outcome depending on your choices." "I don't believe in prophecy." "I don't care what you believe. I'm dying. The visions are killing me. I've got maybe a year left. Before I die, I'm documenting what I see. Warning people who matter." Sibyl hands me a piece of paper. "That's your first warning. Free. No obligation. Just information."

"I'm so sorry. You know how I get when you're involved. Every time I deviate from the plan, it feels like I'm risking you." "You know one thing I've learned from you is that I will always know who I want to get back to. Who I will always keep living for." "Can we talk about the mission then?" Thalia inquired. "Sure," replied Gaby. Thalia gestured to Brian to bring the package to the house. They all settled in the sitting room, ready for what was to come. In about ten minutes, Brian returned with a fine lady who looked exactly like Gaby. She seated herself next to Thalia, greeting them all politely, while Gaby looked amazed.

He said and without any word came out from the pool, leaving her dumbfounded. When she got back to her senses, she turned into Lily and the twins, she sighed when she saw them playing and it seems that they have their own world. She looked at the figure of Syke walking away from the pool. With furrowed eyebrows, she couldn't help but ask. “What was his problem?”

‘Sybil, is everything okay? ‘Yes, Alpha. I mean no alarm. I’ve had a vision, and I think it’s best we discuss it.’ ‘Meet me in my office.’ Sybil doesn’t respond, but I feel the link close off. Sybil’s gifts are a catch-22 situation. She will see a scene, but she can’t actually say verbatim what she sees. Something in there about altering the delicate ribbons of time and fate and butterfly wing bullshit.