Âme Sœur Novels & Stories

“My wife has been having strange dreams about this place. She doesn’t remember much about her childhood, and we believe we might find something here.” Amara turned to look at me sharply. Wife? I ignored the look and continued. “I’m sorry,” the sister said softly. “That must be difficult.” “It’s okay,” Amara replied quickly. “We just need a little assistance.” “Well,” the sister smiled again, “you can look around. Perhaps something might feel familiar.” Amara nodded. “That would help. Thank you.” “Bless you,” the sister said. “This way…let’s start from the chapel.”

I shall try not to get her angry anymore. 'Her name is Camellia'. 'Camellia', Alexa tasted in the name on her tongue. 'It is such a beautiful name!' 'Yes, a beautiful name for a very beautiful girl', Amelia said, looking pointedly at Alexa who didn't understand her look. 'Yes, you're right mother. My sister is really very beautiful. I am proud to have her as my sister', she said enthusiastically. She was going to show off her sister to the other pups in the pack who had been flaunting their sisters in her face when they played, she thought happily, thanking the Moon Goddess one more time.

Without delay, Camille tossed everything she held on the floor as her legs ate the distance between them at the speed of light. She stood on her tiptoes and flung her arms around his toned, tall frame, holding him tightly against her chest. "Oh, Adrien!" She sobbed, letting all the pent-up emotions flow freely. "Adrien, my baby brother." Adrien hugged her back, burying his face in the curve of her neck, savoring the warm, familiar scent of his big sister. "Cee-cee," he repeated over and over again as his own tears fell.

"I am your brother's wife!" She said squeezing his hand which held her jaw tightly, Serena intended to removed his touch off her but she was failing. Failing miserably. The more she struggled, the more aggressive he was becoming! "Stop saying that, you don't mean it!" Christopher warned with his voice dark and raspy as she hissed this time, her eyes cried two tears of pain and fear both as Christopher’s heart too burnt at the scene of her. She was one woman who made him insane. "I am done waiting for my brother to throw you away to get you, seems like that bastard won't do shit so I have to snatch you away from him!"

My love and longing of having a sister overpowered all the hatred and pain within me. "Hey." Marcus' voice croaked out. He sat beside me then tugged my hair in my ear. "That's too childish, Amber. Does the tear mean happiness or otherwise?" he asked. I lifted my view on him then instantly wrapped my hands on his waist, still, I'm lying on bed and he's sitting next to me. "S-she's C-Celestine. My s-sister. How come?" I asked him between my sobs. He started rubbing comforting circles around my back then assisted me to sit properly.

I feel the words choke down on my throat, I try hard supressing my anger and fear, "Do you have no words other than those two syllable" "Im sorry ma'm buti I've always been taught to let the elders go on first, you look stunning too are you Arthur's sister?" "Arthur's sister?, What a Funny thing you are, I like you a lot I wish you could have been Arthur's mate , I'm his mother little one not his sister"

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I didn't care and continued walking until this man had the audacity to grab my waist and pull me closer. I shot him a death glare and tried to move away from him, but his grip was firm. He refused to look at me and acted like nothing was wrong. “Leave me alone,” I said through gritted teeth, trying not to raise my voice. “Why? You're my wife,” he said casually as we walked through the doors. The security guard was about to give me a friendly wave and compliment me as usual, but I could see the conflict in his eyes as he noticed my company.

Harper plummeted from three stories up and hit the ground hard, blood gushing from her mouth. My blood ran cold at once, and tears streamed down my face. "She's dying! Can't you see that? Call an ambulance!" I screamed. Yet, not a single person dared to move. Susan let out a cold laugh, spat on the ground, then pressed down on the back of my neck. "You want to save your trash of a sister? Fine. Lick it clean."

I covered my stomach and smiled at her. "Yes. I want a son, but Kane says he wants a daughter." As soon as the words left my lips, I saw the fire of jealousy ignite in my sister's eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, forcing herself to suppress it. "Then eat more, Thalia. From now on, we sisters should live well together." Suddenly, a strange fragrance rushed into my nose. Both Kane and I collapsed to the ground. My sister looked at us viciously. "You're just as stupid as in your past life. Now I'll send you to the underworld!"