Billionaire Twins Novels & Stories

She asked looking me up and down. I shrugged and told her I found a place in the shady motel. How I ran right into AJ making her face light up a little bit. "So you met one half of the twins." She said grinning before taking a massive bite of her burger. I cocked my head to the side questioning her while having a mouthful of food. "The twins, Jamie and AJ. Ones a business tycoon, the others a doctor. They are pretty much the cities royalty and you ran into one of them. Girl you are something special." She laughed taking another bite.

Lily told her. "Oh, that's good. Wait, did you say her children? How many are they?" Natasha asked. "They are two twins, by the way," Lily replied with a smile. As the door opened, Lily and Natasha stood up and went to the door. They looked down, excited to see their beautiful faces. As the twins walked in, Lily's and Natasha's eyes widened as they gasped in surprise.

I nodded my head in confirmation, chuckling at how excited she was. “I can't wait to meet them! And I know it's not important but can you imagine the amount of press and headlines this kind of thing will bring up. The son and daughter of the richest men in the world, finding love with their beautiful and talented twins. Should we expect more children anytime soon? Or…Hold on…..Gorgeous Iris Fletcher who is thriving and dominating a male's industry and Handsome Johnathan Knight, are set to take over the world with their twins. Then for this headline, there would be a picture of you two where you two are captured as the most powerful couple in the whole universe, being on a cover of the bigges

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Mom would always think of us as her cute twin baby boys, and dad still look at us as his mischievous boys that are always up for something bad. But we are respected men among our peers, though they're older than us we have perfectly infused ourselves with our achievements in the financial world. We even have our profiles splattered on finance and business magazines as the twin financial mogul. The last article was 'Wealthy Under Thirty' and it slapped me on the face when we were printed side by side with the gloomy-looking twenty-year-old YouTuber who apparently makes money by telling her ghost stories and make-up tutorial. I still can't see where the two go hand in hand but the little gothi

Nolan Vale has no heart. That is what he tells himself every time he seduces a target, steals a secret, and disappears before the sun rises. Known only by his codename, Ghost, he is the most valuable asset in an organization that does not exist on paper, trained since childhood to become whoever a mission requires him to be. His newest assignment should be simple. Infiltrate the Blackwood empire. Get close to the twin heirs who built an unshakable dynasty on the bones of their enemies. Extract the truth buried beneath their fortune. Walk away before anyone learns his name. But Alistair Blackwood, the Ice King of New York, does not simply fall for beautiful strangers. He collects them, stud

Manhattan’s elite already crowded the entrance lobby for tonight’s Belmont charity gala upstairs, meaning cameras waited everywhere. “Mama, I don’t like noises,” Ella whispered softly now. I reached over instantly, smoothing her curls gently. “You won’t stay long, sweetheart. Aunt Natalie’s taking you upstairs first.” Natalie smiled reassuringly. “Movie night and emergency ice cream.” That fixed everything immediately. The twins cheered while I stepped out of the SUV first. And chaos exploded. “Camille Laurent!” “Miss Laurent, is it true you’re acquiring the account?” “Are the rumors about Harrison Global partnering with Laurent House confirmed?”

"I'm raising twins." He pointed toward the children. "I have no choice." The twins cheered in agreement. Breakfast quickly turned chaotic. The twins argued about cereal. Eleanor argued with Wyatt. Wyatt argued with logic. Nobody listened. And somehow, it worked. For a little while, I forgot everything else. Forgot Ethan. Forgot Mark. Forgot the wedding. Forgot the humiliation. Then my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen. Ten million dollars. The notification wasn't new. The money was still there. Waiting. Mocking me. Reminding me of a night I couldn't stop thinking about. A billionaire. A hotel suite. One mistake. And ten million dollars.

I didn't throw away the card, not that I was ever going to need it. ************** LIAM'S POV I’m Liam Carter, the CEO of Lords of Fashion. I drove into ‘The Lords’ mansion; a symbol of the accomplishment my twin brother and I had made after we lost both our parents at a very young age. We are both Co- CEOs of Lords of Fashion and we've worked our butts off to make it what it is today. Five years after we graduated from business school with the trust fund that was left for us, we built an empire and Lords of Fashion became one of the top fashion companies in New York city.

Talia's jaw slackened as the mansion came into view. "Jesus," she breathed. The house wasn't a house, it was a statement. All modern angles and glass walls, like something out of a billionaire fantasy. Because, of course, he was a billionaire. She hated that it smelled like power. And somehow, like him. .... Inside, the twins were settled into a nursery that looked like it cost more than her entire apartment complex. There were pastel murals on the walls, a rocking chair in the corner, and two matching cribs with their names embroidered on soft blankets.