Dakota Twins Novels & Stories

“Soralina never showed her shadow when she attacked, I just knew she was coming. You want understand it, because it is only something twins can do. so don’t mistaken her ever again.” ____________________________

They giggle. "Daddy, don't let the bad people hurt mommy Amawee." Daisy stand and demands. "What bad people, Daisy?" Have they been watching scary things on TV again? "The bad blue people. They have blue on their arm. They are bad people." Rose adds in nodding. I really need to talk to Shay and Jorden about what the twins are watching. "I understand, girls. I'll protect her. That's what daddy does." Just then, Amelie enters the room. Nothing gets past the twins. "AMAWEEEE!" They shrike.

He’ll kill me. Their father and his favorite son had disappeared again, no one knew where they went to. Only Ethan did. another secret mission in Mexico. Not business. The door opened. “You know Donald hates when anyone stays this late. He might tell your dad,” Jacob said, walking in with a faint smile. Donald, the company watchman who's been working for Don vilonia ii. Hated the fact that some workers lingered around the building after work hours. Back in the days , he witnessed several things that happened in that building and swore by the help of the twins father it won't happen again.

“Nah,” Dux said, his blue eyes sparkling with warmth and humor. “Me and Drake need to talk to you about getting matching tattoos, so you get a break from the ruthless and relentless teasing.” “Yeah?” She right way slid into professional persona. “You guys always get matching tats, or this is something new?” Drake shrugged, ran his hands through his dark hair liberally sprinkled with gray. The salt-and-pepper looked fantastic on the twins, especially with those Arctic-blue eyes, and Zoe called them The Silver Foxes, which made them laugh and tell her how right she was.

“Madonna mia. Look at you. You’re huge.” Emilia swatted her arm, laughing. “It’s been a month! What did you expect?” “Twins or not, you look like you’ve swallowed a melon,” Isadora teased, but her voice was soft with awe. She rested a hand gently over Emilia’s stomach. “They’re really in there. Alive. I can’t believe it.” “They’re fighters,” Emilia whispered, her hand covering Isadora’s. “Just like us.” Their laughter dissolved into another tight hug, the kind only twins could share—the kind that stitched together every wound, every scar.

He asked, smiling at them. Her sons looked to her, silently checking to see if they could really trust this man. She gave them a weak smile and that was all the assurance they needed. "I'm Danny and this is Damien. We're twins." "Hey. You didn't let me say my name. You're always doing this…" "You're too slow. I had to say it for you…" "Not fair…" "Boys, boys." Asher said, tapping them both on their little shoulders. "No need to fight. How about this, since we're all so stressed, including your mom, how about we all go to Disneyland."

She whimpered, “July 25. I left her in the living room the night before but when I returned the next morning, she was out cold and everything I did didn’t bring her back.” Aside from the fact that no healer could bring back the dead, I couldn’t think of anything else but the date…July 25. That was the day I gave birth to my twins… the day I was given a new life and a whole new reason to live. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I cried to the moon goddess for the sick games she was playing with my life. How could she sit wherever she existed and ruin a good day for me? July 25, which was in three months was supposed to be a good day because my babies would be celebrating their sixth birthday but

I hoped she was taking notes. Two of the girls were twins. The Davenport Twins. I had heard all about their hot romp with my boyfriend at the mall the day after we first made love. After that wild dream where I had been a busty elven princess, and he'd been my hunky ogre who'd ravished me. In fact, their mother started my mentor program to turn girls into sluts. The Davenport Twins were identical, of course. They had blonde hair with pink highlights in them. They were so trashy as they danced together, their bodies grinding on the other while they stared at Carter. They wanted my boyfriend.

She laughed. "That's okay, Hunter already indicated that they would be going with us." He smiled, "besides, Kolby is attached to your hip, she's like a growth you can't remove." He snorted. "Of course, she's my baby sister. She's ready to learn and she loves me more than the two idiots." she laughed. "Maybe we should consider promoting Hunter." Dakota suggested. "I mean would the Tweedle twins need to move with us? I know they're your second and third and which Shadows will stay behind."

What scares everyone else, though, is how much he’d clearly enjoy it. “Aw c’mon, Cal, lay off him,” Alec chuckles, shaking his head. He and his twin brother Darius round out our group of friends. They’re fraternal twins, but you wouldn’t immediately guess they were related by looking at them. Darius- or Dare, as we call him- is tall and lean, while Alec is stocky and built like a brick shithouse. Dare has dark features, Alec light. For being wombmates, they couldn’t look more different, though their personalities echo one another’s. They’re also super in sync with each other and do cliché twin things like finish one another’s sentences. It gets annoying fast.