Eileen Davidson Twin Sister Novels & Stories

Ella D paused mid-chew to look up at him with hopeful eyes. And how do you intend to do that? Odessa asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Well, twins. He exclaimed. Twins? Ella D and Odessa replied in disbelief. Yes, twins. We say Ella D was a twin and that her twin sister, Eloise, who's been living in Italy, has returned. Alaric suggested the horrendous plan. What kind of name is Eloise? Ella D looked perturbed. And how will anyone believe that?

A pearl pin rested near her collarbone, identical to one I wore once in a childhood photo I now knew wasn’t mine alone. She looked like me. Not identical. But something subtler. A flicker of familiarity in her tilt of chin, the arch of the brow, the glint of something buried behind her gaze. Pain. “Good afternoon,” Sierra began, voice firm, measured. “My name is Sierra Ward. But that was never meant to be my name”. The camera clicked. A few reporters stirred. “I was born the same day as Elena Montrose,” she continued. “To the same mother. I am her twin. Fraternal, yes….but bound by blood, by a legacy neither of us asked for. And for over twenty-eight years, my existence was erased.”

As we were leaving, Dave called out to us. “Wait! You haven’t answered my question. Who are you and who are those twins?” he asked again. I looked at the twins before answering. “We’re just people you don’t know, Mr. Dave Mondragon Santiago. Goodbye.” I turned to open the door, only for Dave’s father to enter, puzzled by the twins’ sadness. He looked at me. “My dear,” he said softly. “I’m sorry,” he added. I just gave him a small smile.

Elaine instructed, while she stood and watched the vampire twins emerge onto the river's beach, with Lisa's head and windpipe in their hands. The Right Twin opened his jaw and chomped down the cartilages which were still warm from Lisa's last scream. Meanwhile the Left Twin licked Lisa's left cheek which was now blue and frozen with the last emotion she ever experienced. Terror. "Well if it isn't the Dodo twins." Elaine greeted, her knuckles cracking as she secured her hold even more on her silver blades. "We're not here to catch up." The Right Twin spoke in return. "My father sent you to kill Dillon." Elaine replied casually.

stretching her hand towards him she said "Hello. I'm Rosslyn Becker Wiley, Eva's twin. It's nice to meet you Mr....?" Mason slowly lowered the glass he was holding and placed it on the table "Excuse me?" "Judging from your shock, I take it Eva hasn't told you about me. Which means your relationship is on its early stages. Enjoy your peace of mind while you still can" "Eva's twin?" he asked still in shock. She had a twin? There were two of them? She looked exactly like Eva. From head to toe. The color of her hair, eyes, mouth, figure, everything was identical. He couldn't tell them apart. How had he not known she had a twin? It wasn't mentioned anywhere on the internet. Her Wikipedia mentione

“No need to question that one, it’s pretty obvious.” I plastered a grin on my face, wondering why the people suddenly shifted their gazes to us. I rapidly tapped my fingers on the table as I was waiting for the waiter to get near our direction. "That's way too exaggerating Mr. Kale, you and Mr. David seems so close?" Kael, Kale's twin brother who was about to sip his wine suddenly stopped and looked at me. His lips stretched, "David, my twin and I will be working on a project together so we already met a couple of times to discuss it."

“Don’t give Alvin any details, please,” Evelyn says, considering her request that Ian contact his twin. “Just…tell him we’re okay?” Ian nods, closing his eyes and concentrating, a little frown on his face. Evelyn waits patiently, trying to keep even her breathing quiet, working hard not to interrupt.

"Our Mother sold my twin sister Elena and me after our father left her. As a child, I was puny, so very small, and lazy. One day the men that bought us thought me weak and dying and so they took me away from my sister while she held me in her embrace as my body burned with high fever, they dumped me and left me alone to die. Cattlemen found me and took me in, they took care of me until I was strong again. Having no use of me, they decided to sell me off and so I went from hand to hand until I was sold as a pleasure slave. This is my story." "Elena," Damon whispered. "Yes, my sister. I do not know if she is still alive or died, but I do have hopes I will see her again." "That name sounds real

She never bothered to glaze her lips with lipgloss nor did she apply any to her face. She loves how natural and beautiful she was, and then she stepped out of the room after glancing satisfyingly at the mirror. Eleanor walked down the stairs and she met the cops alone. But then, princess Cecilia appeared in the living room. "Where are you going?" She asked Eleanor. "To the police station, I need to see my sister," Eleanor explained to her. "Huh? Your sister?" Princess Cecilia asked, she never knew the young lady had a sister. "Uh... Yes! My twin sister," Eleanor said, and then she sighed deeply.

9% positive. She is my sister, who is assumed to be dead. She is the Eleanor I have been looking for for a long time. I was right. I believed she was still alive. Oh my god. "Eleanor," - "Caesar?" I blinked and wiped my tears away before facing them again. "Are you all right?" I simply nodded and smiled at Mom. I continued to give Sheena information. "Sheena Carlos is a 23-year-old woman. Shanna Carlos' twin is really our Eleanor. They had Eleanor operated on, so we wouldn't suspect them. "