Romans & histoires Black Butler Ciel Twin

But the chaos outside only grew louder. Another vase shattered. Another laugh followed. This time, in twin voices. At first, I almost smiled, thinking of Tori and Rori. Except—no. No. These weren’t the twins. These were ours. Kastiel and Vivienne Schultz. Three years old. Half vampire, half wolf, entirely uncontrollable. “Kastiel!” Sebastian shouted again. “Put that torch down—oh for the love of all the holy devils—” Vivienne’s delighted giggle cut through his panic, and then a smaller, smug little voice: “Too slow, Uncle Sebas!”

The twins froze when they noticed us, tilting their heads way back to look up at us. “Oh, those are my mates. That’s Gunnar, and that’s Henrik. They’re twins like you, just not identical. Their wolves are, though. And just like you, their wolves have a birthmark on opposite hind legs.” Zoe smiled. “Gunnar and Henrik meet Princesses Gwen and Christina.” ‘Gwen is the one in pink. It’s her favorite color. Christina is in the purple dress because it’s her favorite.’ Zoe added through the link. ‘Thanks. It’s like trying to tell Diana and Edith apart without knowing their scents correctly.’ I smiled and, with Henrik, crouched down to their level.

Silver with just the tips violet. When Kallista and I reach the new shifter's compound there's only three vehicles in the ciruclar drive. One is Aiden's. One is Gunner's. The other I don't know who it belongs too. Kallista follows closely behind me as we enter the compound. Mr. B, the butler; leads us to the den. My feet stumble over themselves when I step over the threshold. Kallista, moves to my side. We stare down the ruler of Hell himself; Lucifer.

Helena chuckled "we haven't met Violet, how can I know who you are because I can't recognize you wrongly? You two are too similar" Azura furrowed her brows while Violet immediately understood what she meant. Someone who looks like her. Isabelle. "You know my twin" Helena nodded "Yes. That poor girl" "You're from Silverfur" Azura who was already worried, suddenly tensed "what do you want?!" Violet knew that Alpha Victor had a witch as her subordinate. But this girl in front of her wasn't Cecil. "You're not Cecil. How can I believe you know my sister?"

The man may be of the same bloodline as Helios but he is a double-headed snake and a poisonous one at that. “Ahhh….my dear nephew!” Nox walks in flamboyantly with outstretched arms. The lights from the corridor momentarily shine on his clean-shaven bald head before the doors close. But Nox is not alone, for on both his sides are two gorgeous platinum blondes with violet eyes; twins, both in identical scantily clad dresses that do nothing to hide the shape of their breasts and silky-smooth legs that seem to go on forever. “Look at what I brought for you, Helios!” Nox says, stopping right before Helios’ throne and pulling both blondes closer to him, patting their butts. The twins giggle nervou

And another. Luca sneered. “You forget, Lucian—we’re twins. We share the same blood. The same power.” Lucian’s eyes flared ice-blue, brighter than the moon overhead. “No,” he said, voice razor-sharp. “My twin died. You are just a hollow vessel wearing his face.” Luca’s expression twisted, lips curling back to reveal gleaming fangs. “Don’t pretend you're any better than me. You act all noble now, but you’re one thread away from snapping. From becoming exactly what you see in me.”

"You look like the reason any of them are breathing." "Victor." She looked past me. Standing at the edge of the field were the twins. They weren't babies anymore. They hadn't been babies for four centuries. They were towering figures of light and fur, shifting effortlessly as they breathed. One second, a young man with my jawline; the next, a silver wolf with eyes like the Spire. Behind them stood thousands. The Blackwood Line. A race of beings that didn't need to choose between the meat and the spirit. They were both.

Alexandra POV “What do you think it means?” I asked Celia about my new black stripe. Elis was gone, and the twins were asleep. “Maybe it’s another connection to your incredible bond,” Celia suggested. “We share the same fur now?” I grumbled. Celia laughed softly. “It is sweet. Does Enzo have a white streak of fur down his back?” I blinked a few times. “Yes, he doesn’t. That’s because he has some of my power.”

What am I going to do for forty minutes? I sit in front of the mirror, staring at myself. I don't look like me. Cecily Turner from Silverstone would never wear make-up or a dress or even the inch heels I'm being forced to wear. She wouldn't be preparing to be the Luna of Black Shadow, the largest and strongest pack. The girl I was staring at wasn't Cecily Turner, fighter of Silverstone. She was the Luna of Black Shadow, a fighter and protector. "Princess? You still alive in there?" A soft knock comes from the door and a smile takes over my face.

Mia added. “I’m a wolf with a price, Mia. Admit it, you need me,” Care replied smugly. Such exchanges had become routine between them. I could only shake my head, realizing they had both inherited traits from their fathers. “They are Melucci Alpha heirs, and I plan to create even more Melucci heirs with you, my precious,” Castor whispered suddenly in my ear. I’d been so focused on the twins that I didn’t notice their fathers’ arrival. In front of me, Pollux stepped forward, shielding the twins from view.