Assassin's Creed Twins Novels & Stories

Some bad, some good, but all of them are mine. “That's enough roughhousing you two, time to pack it up” I yelled over to the twins. At three years old, they can now run circles around me. It's true what people say when they said ‘it takes a village’. Without my village Gunner and I would be swamped. The pack took the news of the twins well. Some were understandably cautious and concerned. After everything we have been through together as a pack, it makes sense that they would be wary. Others were overjoyed by the idea of two descendants. One to take over the throne of Alpha, and one to carry the line of the Goddess. Though to me, they are more than a future Alpha and a future Goddess, they a

Episode 94: The Twins and the Assassins After the Brown twins stepped out of the car, Jake went to the trunk and retrieved two pistols. He tossed one to Jerald. When Jerald looked at him with a questioning expression, Jake explained, "I confiscated it from the assassins I killed yesterday." Jerald nodded, discreetly hiding the small weapon in his back pocket. They quickly distanced themselves from the car, running far away to lure the assassins away from the women. Eventually, they stopped and waited.

But I didn't see the hunters. I saw the twins. They were standing behind the soldiers, their eyes solid red, their small hands pointing at my heart. "Delete," they said in unison. My heart stopped. Who gave the twins the code, and what is the "Human-Centric" final solution?

its different than what I've gotten used to but its definitely so much fun seeing it being created from scratch. in case you've forgotten the twins are of Japanese and African descent. their names are derived from feudal lords in Japan, takeda shingen, tokugawa Ieyasu, and date Masamune. if you wish to know more about these 16th century feudal lords I recommend looking them up. history is amazing.

It was Zero’s voice, but layered with the hum of a failing server. "Aegis was thorough," the intercom crackled. "The twins are masterpieces. But every masterpiece has a signature. And every signature has a delete key." "Victor, the babies... they’re turning cold." They were in the primary bedroom, the heavy silver doors bolted shut. The twins lay on the bed, wrapped in furs, but the Prophet wasn't glowing. He was a dull, sickly grey. The Alpha twin was twitching, his tiny fists clenched, a low, guttural vibration coming from his chest.

Three days apart—Ysabel Eldridge must have been dying to see him. Sure enough, Scott didn't even take the car—he ran straight to the building three blocks behind ours. I took a breath and noted the floor where the elevator stopped, a cold smile spreading across my face. 'No wonder I never noticed anything—turns out the two of them were right under my nose. Scott Camden, you really thought this through.' Pulling out my phone, I sent off a message and went home to start packing. The house was full of baby items—two of everything. Looking closely, I finally noticed something strange. Though they were meant to be identical, the quality wasn't the same at all. Even the twin strollers had differen

Literally. The door creaked open. Ethan didn’t look up, assuming it was Rita returning with coffee. "You look pathetic." Ethan stiffened. He didn't need to look up to recognize that voice. It was deeper, colder, and vibrating with a suppressed rage that turned the air jagged. Eden. The Mafia twin stepped into the light. He didn't look tired; he looked ready to burn the city to the ground. His eyes scanned Anna’s pale, unconscious form before landing on his brother.

My mother tries to speak, but I stop her with a hand on her elbow. It’s my mess to clean. My heart is hammering in my chest, but I keep my voice smooth and controlled. “Firstly, we’re very sorry for everything. We received a letter from Scarlett, the same as you, which was a shock.” Marina snorts, but a glance from Stefan silences her. He nods for me to go on. “I’m willing to take my sister’s place,” I say simply. A flicker of cold amusement crosses his face. “Of course. Because you’re identical twins, switching places is easy, right?”

The prospect of having twin cocks in me… it made me feral. “Fuck her… and be rough with it,” Cerci ordered. For a point in time, I faltered, fear and excitement crawling down my spine, seeing their wicked, twisted sneers on their alike faces. “I’m Trent, he’s Trevor.” One of the twins spoke before dragging me off the floor, my body hurting, my skin must have been scratched off something. I felt spit pool gently down my thighs, it burned like an itch. “A little spit… it doesn’t hurt much, does it?” Trevor, the second, spoke, his voice holding a little stammer to it as he knelt, tracing his fingers over the crimson thick fluid.

The closer he got to where Maggie and the twins stood, the clearer Maggie saw the huge scars on his face that he must have earned from countless battles and challenges. Julian wore a leather Jacket and trousers, adorned with intricately crafted jewellery. A necklace of teeth or claws hung around his neck, signifying his position as the apex predator. He halted his walk right in front of Luke and bent down to have a good look at Luke’s face. “You must be Luke and your sister Leah” he said pointing to where Leah stood. Luke nodded slowly, holding on tight to Maggie’s hands. “We’re going to have so much fun” he said with a wide grin as he stood up.