The Last Sister Novels & Stories

A few minutes later, they gathered enough to keep the fire burning until every flesh and bone of my sister was turned into coal. I walked toward the pole, looking at her for the last time. She stared at me with contempt, telling me, “Fuck you!” Her maniacal laughter echoed throughout Moon Valley. She might have lost her sanity during her last moments. It was highly possible considering the manner of death she would be put to. Ex-Gamma Jason handed me a torch, which will light the fire that will deliver us justice from all her deeds. I raised the burning torch with tears in my eyes. “I never wish for this to happen. I’m sorry, sister, but you have to pay for everything you did.”

"Of course she wouldn't run! She's preparing for our victory! She promised we would win! There is no way she could lie to us! We paid her a lot of money to protect us!" "He means you are killing the whole planet for a plan you don't even understand, and when everything is dead, including yourselves, she will be the last one standing on a lump of space rock until she too dies. And we can't keep this up all night guys. This needs to end now," I finally stepping up and crossing the divide, marching right up to my sister. I can't help the smirk on my face as my own sister backs away from me. AFter all she has done to provoke me and make me feel small, she can't even face me head on! Pathetic.

I bent my head as I shed tears for my sister. That was the last time I cried. Later that day, everybody including Gwenn was present as we paid our last respects for the sister we lost. This time, I shed no tear and I held her gaze even as I life bled from her eyes.

"Good… Good! Hahaha, with this, we all place our hopes on you. And remember! Tell him to take control of the four regions I created, so he can form his true body." "I understand. Brother, can I eat my meal one last time?" the woman asked with a sad expression. The man agreed and cooked there for the last time for the little sister he loved. The woman's eyes welled up with tears, recalling the last time she met her brother, making her wonder why her other siblings trusted her to guard this place and rebuild their dreams. After all, she was the weakest, even weaker than the other five older siblings.

The things I loved about him had turned into the very things he used to stab me in the back. Yeah, he was the worst. "Cheating is cheating. I've never heard of someone cozying up in bed with their own sister. "And don't you dare tarnish the word 'sister'. I won't forgive you, either. "It's over between us. Now, please leave." With those final words, I headed straight for the lab building. He did not come after me, just stood there watching me. He knew me all too well.

Abel, the last son of the Duke could not help but think “Yes indeed, your sister, is indeed the Lunari and joe we must all discuss how we will proceed with this information as it now involves our very future” the Duke said

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

“Your sister.“ Lisa blurted out of the blue. Lisa covers her mouth with both hands, she didn't know when she uttered that. “What?“ Dana said with her mouth broadened. “I never knew I have a sister, so where is she? I wish to. “ Dana cheered. “She's dead.“ Sage interrupted. Loveth sword fell to the ground, and her shoulders slumped. She was for a minute excited she heard she has a sister. “Where on earth did you capture Derek?“ Dana rants as she bangs her feet on the floor. “He is in a kettle, Sage placed the kettle here. I'm sure of that.“ Lisa soliloquy.

His words hit my chest like a physical blow. But if a family has no love or respect left, can it still be called famiglia? My mind drifted uncontrollably to my late sister, Seraphina. I knew that Seraphina and Horton had been considered a perfect match since childhood. They shared the same cold intelligence, the same hunger for power. They had fought side by side in this brutal underworld since they were young, and they forged a deep bond. My sister had always been the dazzling, brilliant daughter of a mafia family, while I was always in her shadow. Few people even remembered the Rossi family had a younger daughter.

"Maisie, where are you? Please, I'm begging you to come back. I know I'm in the wrong..." Hearing his desperate, broken words pushed Rebecca closer to the edge. She was consumed with hatred for Maisie, secretly praying her sister had died somewhere, never to return. However, something happened that day that shattered her last remaining hope. She found Agatha clutching one of Maisie's few photographs, weeping uncontrollably and murmuring endless apologies. Rebecca finally snapped after holding in her anger all day. She slapped the photo out of Agatha's hands and shouted, "Why?! I'm supposed to be the family princess! Maisie can't compare to me in anything, so why do all of you only remember s