Drake Twins Novels & Stories

He blew me a kiss, and I blocked it with my phone. The twins chuckled again, loving their new idol. “So, Drake, you didn’t tell us why you left the football club?” asked Diego, and I gave them a confused look. “Drake’s from the same university as us. He used to play football too, with the same coach and team. Can you believe it?” said Dallas excitedly. My eyes went wide. “Oh, your coach should be older then. Can he still play?” Now I knew why he was so compatible with my brothers. They all were the products of NYU!

“It can kill and steal a wolf’s powers and abilities with just a touch. You’re lucky it didn’t destroy yours entirely.” I stared at my baby in awe and fear, my heart pounding in my chest. The baby in my arms looked up at me and smiled, innocent and unbothered, as though nothing had happened. “I had given birth to twins,” I murmured to myself, the realization sinking in. “A boy and a girl. They will be my pride.” Drake scoffed, though his movements were slower now, more cautious. “Like mother, like son,” he muttered. Then, with a bitter smile, he added, “But that’s good news. At least he can play a role in the war.”

He had a modellike body, and I knew that despite how dark his soul was, he was one of the most handsome brothers. “Tristan. Since you feel that you can come into the dining room after I do, I guess you should say the grace. Since you believe you're that old now.” He laughed, and I could tell that beneath his laughter, his emotions were simmering. His anger was about to roll over, and I knew it was only a matter of time before he unleashed it. That was how it was with twins like us. We were connected in a way that was beyond understanding, and sometimes I hated it. I hated it because of how dark my twin was, and because of how difficult it was to mindlink him or know his thoughts.

Drake couldn't stop fussing over the babies, cooing softly and wrapping the twins in tiny blankets she had rushed to buy. Adrian's sister was already taking pictures secretly, unable to contain her excitement at becoming an aunt. It felt surreal — like a wound that had long been open was finally being stitched closed. The Drakes — once divided, cold, and controlled by expectations — were finally feeling like a real family again. They started discussing plans for a small private welcome dinner, just close family only, to properly receive Rita and the twins into the Drake family. Mrs. Drake was excitedly suggesting decorations and baby gifts while Adrian kept sneaking glances at Rita, his hear

So decisive in what she wants to do. “How did my twin die?” she asks. She is bouncing around from question to question as they pop into her head. Kate sits forward as Drake puts his hand on Kate’s arm. Maddie looks at them pointedly and Drake quickly removes his hand from Kate. “She was murdered, Maddie,” Drake says to her. She sits back in her chair, “Why?” she asks quietly. “It’s a longer story,” Drake starts to say when Maddie stands up.

Darius watched me more carefully now. “And the mother?” “A bartender.” Disgust sharpened the word before I could stop it. “Human. Unprotected before the pregnancy.” “But protected now?” “Yes,” I said darkly. “Because the Drakes are terrified.” That caught his attention instantly. I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “Lord Drake has been hiding something for years. Another heir… Lucian’s twin. His name is Adrian Drake.” Darius’ expression hardened. This time, the reaction spread through the warehouse immediately.

Drake stated and stared back at his twin. I can't believe this two are siblings, a twin to be specific. Every time I saw them both together they either fight or annoy each other. "Just because." Jake strongly stated. I faced palmed with his rusty attitude. Goodness. "Okay stop, how about let's hear Vienna's opinion about it? I don't see anything wrong about it anyway." Lilian chimed in, thankfully the tension between the Maldice brother lessen, somehow. Both of them agree and stared at me. Now, all of them are looking at me.

The Twins The queen gave birth to twin boys. Luka and Lyle. The King was extremely proud that his firstborn were twin boys. Even as little as babies, they had sharp and prominent features. Deep blue eyes and hair as black as night. They were the perfect combination of King Alexander and Queen Irina. Beautiful beyond comprehension. They were the pride and joy of their parents, although the king and queen had other children as the years went on. The twins were in line to become Alpha. They would become Alpha on their 18th Birthday and would share the title of Alpha, reigning side by side. Once they turned 18 they would also be able to find their mate, their soul mate, the other half to their h

They both said together in Chorus to Anshika, jutting their lower lips out. "Hey Mr. Dadda dare you to ignore my only three years and two months old babies." She scold me like a school teacher. And that two munchkins show me their small tounges poking it out of their mouths with smrik. Like Dadda, like sons. 'smrik'. "Ok now let's go we're getting late." I said and move out following by Anshika and chasing by twins. Uhh boys. My Princess is calm and cute like me and twins are like Anshika always naughty and jumpy.