The Lost Sisters Novels & Stories

Every word she said echoed clearly across the hall. “They’re sisters?” “I think I’ve seen the one in the pink gown before—wasn’t she in a dance competition in France? But the one in Starry Night, this is the first time I’ve seen her.” “The Roans really have splendid, talented daughters. Both were selected.” “But something seems off. Based on what the one in pink said… hasn’t the other one been away from home for a long time?” “What did she mean by saying her sister got lost before?”

He yelled, finally losing the small measure of composure he had. "That is not my problem." I shrugged carelessly. Peharps he won't make this too easy after all. "The sisters have not been around here for a long time. The only time I saw those old coots was when they came for Lola's induction ceremony." I cocked my head, staring him down. "Explain." "The sisters. The original seven? I heard they lost three of their ranks. But the mark chose Lola. That was about a hundred years ago?" I blinked, my oversight suddenly making itself known.

They were sisters, bound by blood, shared experiences, and cemented by an unbreakable promise of support and love. After their emotional reunion, the sisters settled into a cozy nook, their hearts eager to weave their lives together through the stories they had carried alone for too long. Laughter bubbled up between them like a gentle brook as they reminisced about childhood dreams and whispered secrets that had shaped their identities. They shared the legacy of their parents—their indomitable strength, their sacrifices, and the rich stories that had molded them into the resilient women they had become. The dark war that had once torn them apart transformed into a shared history, a chapter i

“You were my sister.” “Sister,” Mariseth echoed bitterly. “A word I forgot how to honor.” She closed her eyes as tears slipped down her temples. “Do you remember when we were young—how we used to weave ribbons through each other’s hair and whisper of ruling the world together? I meant it then, Loretta. I wanted to walk beside you. But somewhere along the way, I lost myself. When they called you beloved Luna, I felt unseen. When they spoke of your kindness, I heard mockery. I became my own shadow.”

"Lois and Lorren are Lucrecia's sisters?" "Yes. Lorren is the eldest. Lu came after and before Lorren and Lois respectively. They hustled in the streets of Clinton as cleaners in fashion houses in New Jersey where I happened to be. They had an absent father, their mother had a serious drinking problem that claimed her life, they weren't really receiving enough care, so they had to leave to live. I met them when I found an old abandoned house to crash in and just like me, they needed shelter. I couldn't say no to them.. they looked like they badly needed it and I needed company. We settled in, they had a little savings from their job that got us some supplies. I found Olaf and Brent at the ap

Before them stood a group of figures, their faces obscured by shadows. "Who are you?" Sarah called out, her voice echoing through the silence. The figures turned towards them, their eyes glowing with an unnatural light. "We are the lost souls of this realm," one of them replied, their voice hauntingly familiar. Sarah's blood ran cold as she recognized the voice. It was that of her long-lost sister, Lily, who had vanished without a trace years ago. Tears welled up in Sarah's eyes as she rushed forward, desperate to embrace her sister once more. But as she reached out to touch her, Lily's form began to waver, dissolving into mist before her eyes.

The woman explained. “What? What is coming?” Sylvia asked, panicking. “IT IS NOT TIME TO BE REVEALED. ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW IS YOU ARE NEEDED TO HELP THE OTHER SISTERS ADVANCE AND PROTECT BLAKE, AND DON’T LOSE YOUR NEW VIRGENITIES AFTER YOU ALL UNDERGO YOUR HEAVENLY TRIBULATIONS. IT IS ESSENTIAL.” “Are you aware that we lost one of our sisters?” Sylvia asked. “AWARE AND PARTIALLY RESPONSIBLE.” The woman’s voice said.

This place had been her home for the past few months, a haven where she hid her true identity and sought justice for the tragic deaths of her two sisters. It was only six months ago that Nuella lost her sisters to the hands of her stepmother and stepsister, who were driven by greed and a desire for her and her sisters' inheritance. Upon discovering the contents of their grandfather's will, they ruthlessly pursued Nuella and her siblings. Unfortunately, they succeeded in killing her sisters, but Nuella managed to escape just in time. Hidden in this poor neighborhood, she had managed to conceal her true identity from everyone around her. No one here knew that she was the sole heir to the Armst

I stood on the street corner for what felt like hours, finally gathering enough courage to attempt mind-linking with my sisters. Unsurprisingly, they had blocked my mental connection long ago. I sighed and pulled out my phone, calling my Alpha sister, Alexa. Twenty years as siblings should count for something. No matter how ugly things had become, we deserved one final meal together. She disconnected my calls repeatedly before finally shutting her phone off completely. I swallowed it down and dialed my Beta sister, Riley. This time, after an eternity of ringing, she deigned to answer, like she was granting me some grand favor.

"They think they’re a burden to us. They think they can just walk away as if nothing happened." Before Leon could respond, Mrs. Lea Kim hurried into the room. Her usual composure was shattered, her eyes shimmering with tears. "The sisters left! I am worried, sons. I am so worried about what is going to happen to them out there," she cried, her voice rising hysterically. "Find them, Leon! Jin! I want those girls back. They felt like my own children to me in the short time they were here!"