The Lost Sisters Novels & Stories

Cross left a trail of broken hearts and shattered relationships in his wake. In this tangled web of deception and betrayal, Mr. Cross's two daughters, Stella and Jessica, were caught in the middle. Their mother, Kate, had divorced Mr. Cross years ago, unable to bear the weight of his infidelity any longer. Despite their troubled upbringing, the sisters remained resilient, finding solace and support in one another.

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

“I was able to train myself and turn embroidery needles into invisible weapons for you. Turning myself into a gentle girl isn’t an easy task.” Jenson looked at her fierce declaration and nodded. “Alright. Just become your own version of a gentle girl.” Whitney was relieved now. Then, she told Jenson about the sisters’ situation. “All of your sisters were poisoned. But don’t worry, they’re only mildly injured. Once the poison leaves their system, they’ll be fine. However, your Sis Thirteen is still missing.” Jenson quickly sat up upon hearing her words. “That can’t be. I have to go save her.”

“Why?” A wry line carves itself on her face. “Children tend to vanish when they venture too far from home. I would hate for any of you to end up like the lost heirs,” she says, and I think she meant it as a joke because her dreary eyes shine with dark humour, but I also think it was a sincere warning. “The lost… heirs?” I repeat questioningly, hopefully a worthy prompt for an elucidation. A ghoulish glint sparks in Hilda’s dull eyes. “The lost heirs; twins that braved into the woods. Rumours speculate that it was to visit their favourite spot by the lake which they visited religiously, but one day… they never returned.”

Ari pointed out. “You sure you’re not related?” Gia asked with a smirk as Ari punched her in the arm. “Ow.” She pouted. “Some prophetic warriors.” I laughed. They passed the prophecy that was in a way a curse down through pixie bloodlines. It told of five sisters who could control an element to the point of becoming the element itself, but the more powerful the ability, the more debilitating the side-effect. Like my migraines and vision loss. Five sisters who would stop a great evil that was trying to destroy the mythological realm and connect it to the human one. The sisters are suspected of hiding the key to the human realm. The key, when used, could cause a rift between our realm and thei

Charlotte said. She walked over to our table. She was looking down her nose at us and she had her arm around Felix’s waist. She was acting as though Felix had already agreed to take her as his chosen mate, like she was different from all the other girls that Felix dated. I am sure that they all thought they were special until he got what he wanted from them and broke their hearts. She would be very disappointed when he dumped her in a few days time. Would she try to be our friend again after that or would she find someone else to hang around with? “Diana, my brother told me that you are joining our training group today.” Felix said.

Randall Krauft. As we move to the back entrance where they'll take me back down to the basement I remember the day we arrived here for the first time. Our pack had just been attacked, all ranked wolves were killed. Which included my parents and brother. It would include me, but we overheard a conversation before having a black bag forced over our head. "She's thirteen." It was one of the hunters. Humans who feel it's their job to rid the world of all beings they deem as "unnatural".

However, that will only tarnish her good name and make the rotten woman feel victorious, because she has reasons to justify her actions in seizing other people's husbands. A woman who claims to be a friend, because she has known her since junior high school, but secretly spreads poison and seizes her husband. Making Ivanka hurt and hurting Nara. Ivanka really couldn't stop thinking about her ex-husband's attitude, where was his mind and conscience. Her own flesh and blood child was abandoned, while the woman's congenital stepson, her life was paid for from a to z. "Damn it! It sucks!" Ivanka clenched her fists. From afar, Ivanka saw Jayden looking for her. when Jayden saw Ivanka, the man imm

She sighs, murmuring, "At least I know I can still count on you." And Liviana gives the woman a tight squeeze, promising that she could always count on her because she would always be here for her, asking, "What else are sisters for?" It was just a shame not everyone thought the same way... It's a shared thought that has the two pulling back, bittersweet to find their sisterhood solidified as nothing more than a duo, and while they were beyond the moon to still have one another, they couldn't help but feel sad by the absence of their other sister - Leona, whose seemingly gone mad.

You don’t make me smaller, You don’t dim to let me shine. You stand beside me, shoulders strong, And somehow we both rise. They see the kindness in your smile, The brilliance in your mind. They don’t see the ancient instinct, That walks a step behind. You laugh with me in daylight, You guard me in the night. Soft as falling feathers, Fierce when all's not right. I’ve never had someone stay, Without wanting something more. But you stayed because you chose me, That’s what sisters are for.