Dangerous Twins Novels & Stories

The Twins watched all the news articles they could find on the couple and their eyes locked greedily on the beautiful English Grand Don, ‘Enjoy your free time pretty bitch soon we will have you caged just as all wild bitches should be. They made their plans to snatch her, they were not interested in her family their obsession was with her, she was beautiful and wild, untameable they had heard. The Twins told each other it was revenge for her killing their cousin Miguel but both men knew what was a lie when they looked at her it was with lust-fueled eyes. They could not wait to get their hands on her so they could strip her naked and expend all their perverted lust on her body. The Twins were

"Do you think Lance might have a twin brother?" Azhael's groan was immediate and long-suffering. "Here we go again. I'm tired." "There's a possibility," Elison insisted, undeterred. "Mr. Boss." Azhael sat up just enough to fix him with a look. "If he has a twin brother, then why the fuck would that brother have purple eyes and hair? Explain that." Elison exhaled slowly, deflating. "You're right." Satisfied with his victory, Azhael flopped dramatically back onto the couch, arm flung over his eyes. "Can I stay longer?"

Chapter 65 I couldn’t stay still, so I immediately checked the location where the twins could’ve possibly been taken. I saw that it wasn’t far from Dave’s mansion, so I rushed out and got into my car. I stopped by my safehouse first to get what I needed to rescue my children. Even though I knew they had some fighting skills, I couldn’t help but worry. They were only seven years old, and their enemies were powerful. I couldn’t stop the fear of what might happen to them.

“What do you mean?” “Do you know the birthday of the twins?” She asked. “I don't.” “Then I can no longer help you in that area.” Nick's patience was wearing thin. He huffed loudly, rubbing his palm on his jeans. Out of pity, Esme continued, “This is not a twin-mate situation. This is older than that. Some call it rare, but it is far more dangerous.” “Dangerous how?” Esme had lived long enough to witness different scenarios and study the art of witchcraft, light and dark, but this situation was something new to her. She heard stories as a little girl and read all the detailed books she could find.

the weak-ass slasher asked, his hands resting behind his head as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Our controller turned, her smile tight, masked menace behind it. “A lot of things, I’d imagine. Right, Momo? Mimi?” The twins exchanged glances. They were nearly identical—squinting eyes, small noses, and pale, thin lips. Even their height and build were the same. They were barely the size of elementary students yet far more dangerous than they looked. If you didn’t know what they could do, you’d never suspect how lethal they were.

Dylan and Egan were worried, and Egan asked the doctor. "As twins, I've never seen this condition in men, it's really rare. But it's also very dangerous, I will suspect for both of you the requirements to ensure safety until the time of delivery, because the twins are twins, so it can only be delivered by cesarean section." "Really, is it twins?" "That's right, congratulations to both of you."

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Tripled. "Twins are high risk," the obstetrician explained. "Especially given your history. We monitor closely. Plan for early delivery. Thirty-six to thirty-seven weeks ideal for twins. Reduces complications. Improves outcomes. We schedule C-section. Control the circumstances. Minimize surprises. Maximize safety." Leo and Maya moved closer to family. Temporarily. Boston to Azores. For final trimester. For support. For help with Isabella and Dante Jr. For community. For safety net.

"You're not carrying one child. You're carrying two." The world tilted. Two heartbeats flickered on the screen, impossibly fast. Two tiny forms, barely visible but undeniably there. "Twins," I whispered. "I'm having twins." "Alpha twins, from the power signatures I'm reading." Dr. Chen's expression was hard. "This is extremely rare. Extremely dangerous. The magical load on your body will be immense, especially since your own wolf is still awakening. You'll need constant monitoring, pack support, and—"

"Do you have a better idea?" I shake my head. "No, but I can tell you that the rest of the gang fucking hates my ass; they'll rat me out as soon as possible and that's probably already happened. I bet they volunteered to have an interview just to tell them that I killed Greyson, the police will be on my doorstep in less than 24 hours. And then what? I still have the same face, even if I have a different name." "Yeah, but statistics say that each of us have four doppelgangers, and you could simply look identical to Axel." he tries to calm me down, but I shake my head.