Dolan Twins Age Novels & Stories

“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.

And that was even in New York, human territory. “Tell me, Olive. Do you have anything to do with Jonathan's death? You were in The Vrek Cult and you said you were one of the best. Then definitely you were sent to kill him because he's not one to easily go down,” Dolly rasped. She was out of breath but was still managing to talk fast. “I had nothing to do with it, Dolly. I was sixteen years old six years ago. I was not permitted to go on solo missions yet,” Olive said calmly. She was both embarrassed and worried.

We had suffered so much, yet our husbands didn't believe us and didn't even care about us! Back when my twin sister and I married the Smith twins, our story made the front page of the Avalon Times. Everyone said it was fate—the perfect match. Twin sisters marrying twin brothers sounded like something straight out of a fairy tale. People sent us their blessings, calling it the most romantic story of the year. But now? That fairytale had turned into something else entirely. Our marriages were far from perfect. They weren't even happy. They were devastating. "Lily, look at Annie's post," I choked, handing the phone to her.

“I never actually mentioned the date to you either way. It’s not like we had cake and candles to celebrate our years at the Shadow Moon pack. It was just another day of starvation.” I nod slowly, returning to the soup, but the guilt lingers. I sign back to her, ‘When we find Olivia, we will make it up to you. I promise.’ “Deal,” she smiles, leaning back against the wall. “So, what about you? Since we’re doing the whole interrogation thing. How old are you and your twin anyway? Olivia never told me either.” ‘Nineteen,’ I sign, holding up my fingers. ‘But we will be twenty in less than two days.’

But maybe he just values his space, and I can respect that. The twins, Killian and Austin, were friendly enough. We probably won't be super close, the age gap is too wide for that. Dorathy mentioned they're in their senior year of high school, whatever that means. She also said I'd have to take a placement test before starting school. I've never been to school before, but everything I've heard about it sounds incredible. I told the twins I wanted to go to high school with them, and Killian laughed and said I was way too young, and that I'd change my mind once I was actually old enough to go.

"You'll be legal. I had a big party when I turned eighteen, too." Luca shot me a glare as both girls laughed "How old are you?" I asked Norah. "Twenty-one," she replied, now pulling a sheet cake out of the oven. I deduced by their ages that they were Luca's half-sisters. "You're mid-twenties?" One of the twins guessed. "Twenty-three," I nodded. Ana looked at Luca. "You're an old man," she told him. He scowled. "It's a five-year age gap," he said defensively.

The twins Daniel and Scarlett are 2 years older than me while Lillian is 3 months older than me. "Come on, you guys let's get the groceries and set them and then you guys can help clean the mess in the kitchen. What do you say?" Ugh! They whip around their faces in my direction and their smiles are wider than the Cheshire the cat from Alice in Wonderland and that's saying something. All three at once leap towards me and envelope me in a bone crushing hug. Making me fall backwards "God! Get off of me! You guys weigh a ton!" "Sorry, M, we thought it would be nice to let you relax once in a while...." Daniel is cut off by his twin, "Besides you are always busy and also make sure we are fine so

I’ve never seen him but ever since Erica started working in that company, she had been seeing him almost all the time to the point that he had to ask her out. Erica came home that day, flying to me first to tell me about it. Although I didn’t like the idea that he would ask a 20 year old to be his girlfriend when he is 24, it didn’t sit well with me. But it’s been 2 years and I can’t be any less happier for my twin. I mean that is why we were born, so we could be each other’s best friends. Having each other’s back whenever needed and supporting each other’s ideas.

Zara commented taking a sip of her beer. "True," Darian agreed. Darian was the oldest of the bunch being, 18. Zara and Marcus was 17. Jordan and Trix were 16. The twins who were no were in sight were also 16. They all had met each other a year ago when they helped each other out of a bunch of sticky situations. "Yeah, well I don't want to have to deal with my parents, if the school calls." "20,000 words in one night, that's not exactly a walk in the park," Darian stated.