Destroy Lonely Twins Novels & Stories

Fuck. Of course that isn't what happened. The twins enemies did not fucking do this. They did. They got bored of me. They fell out of love with me. Or maybe they realized that they never loved me. They just wanted to fuck me. I was the shiny, new, never before used toy and they wanted someone to have fun and use and that is what I was for them. That shiny, new, never before used toy. That someone they could have fun with. I am such a fucking stupid idiot.

I will have sex with a complete stranger—to the man that my twin is supposed to marry. “Are you leaving?” My mother asked when we were about to leave. Theodore paid his respect to my mother and eyed me for a moment. “I'll go inside first,” he uttered and finally let go of my hand. “You're doing well,” she commented, wearing that strange smile. I can tell that she was not happy—she’s probably not. My twin just died and we are here, attending her supposed wedding. “I might be your stubborn daughter, Mom…but please, don't worry about me. I got this. I always got this,” I assured her and held her hands.

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."

The golden light dissolved into thin air around them both, and Victor exhaled in his sleep, whether it was from sadness or relief…one could not tell. The stranger wrapped his arms around Victor and spoke the first sentence he’d made in years. “Nothing can separate us,” He whispered. “Wherever you go, I will find you.” ******************* Victor opened his eyes to sunlight pouring into his hotel room. He sat up instantly and pain ricocheted in his head. “Shit,” he cursed under his breath. He’d drank way too much. He looked around his hotel room and sighed. He couldn’t even remember coming here last night.

And yet… Every time I thought of him…Ridwan…my chest grew tight, my body betraying me. That sharp pull, that magnetic ache, it never left. I could run, hide, lock every door, but the bond still found me. I sank down on the edge of the narrow bed in my temporary quarters, pressing a hand to my temple. The summit had ended in chaos after the lockdown, whispers crawling like fire through the halls about intruders and spies. No one suspected me. Not yet. But I knew the twins had been searching the shadows, restless, their presence spilling into every corner.

"Including this." "And when twins claim their mate? What happens then?" "Destruction." His voice cracked. "Madness. Death. The last twins who claimed their mate... one of them went completely mad. Lost his mind to fire. He burned half the kingdom to the ground. Killed thousands of innocent people." I felt cold. So cold. "And the other one?" "His heart turned to ice. He became a monster. He couldn't feel anything. Not love. Not mercy. Not anything human at all." Orion's arms tightened around me. "And their mate? She died trying to stop them."

I hand Dillon to her so I can make breakfast for her. “You know, the twins have a really sad past. Their mom abandoned them when they were nine. They had to find food from dumpsters.” She looks sad while she rocks Dillon. “Did you know Kara had a pup once? It sounds like it was stillborn. Her wolf, Poppy, doesn’t talk to her anymore.” “Wow, really?” I figured things were not great for the twins before I met them, but a wolf choosing not to speak to their human counterpart, that’s intense. When I look up at Zara, I feel like there’s something out of place.

They clearly looked interested so I continued. “The girl woke up to a new place, the packhouse of the twins! And they found out she’s their mate. But this is against nature, they should only have one mate, so the twins have to chase the rogue girl and made them fall in love. They compete with each other and eventually, the young girl fell in love with a twin.” Darina’s eyes twinkled, “Oh, what is the name of the twin?” “Mother, who is that story?” Asked Darian who was still processing it. Mateo was just silent and waited for me.

"You trusted the convenience of her compliance. You allowed your judgment to be blinded because she offered you an easy, performative refuge that didn't demand any baseline energy or verification. You accepted a manufactured persona because it was less exhausting than standing by a wife who was trying to show you the structural holes in your own fortress." Michael stared down at her signature on the paper, his breath forming small, pale ribbons of vapor that vanished into the dim air of the terrace. The toxic rivalry between the twins was officially over, the gate was locked, and the identity thief had been cast out into the lower street levels of the city, stripped of her stolen identity fo

Bones of a deadman leaned over against a cart, its abandoned handlebars bled rust onto the asphalt. All the lovers of the Kingdom were taken away, the mated ones were taken somewhere far, far away. They heard the talk; the wolves had gone somewhere in the North, they weren’t sure where. Minda Osos, the lady next door, still cries every day for her mate who left just last month. The twins, in the red house up the street, don't cry anymore, their mate, beta Russ have been gone for three long years. Crimson Bloodmoon quit watching for his little ones to return, now he only searches in the bottoms of bottles of what his lover had left him.