Giving Away My Twin Novels & Stories

He kept warning me over and over again. My father is eager to have my twins, but I talked to him and waited for the right age, so I still have to endure, which is my specialty. I just realized that sacrificing is the best choice for me. Not to lower them, but if Remon uses my twins to treat and rotate me, then I will distance myself again. I will not repeat everything again. I will not take it all back. I'm taking it now, and what he did now, I'm not happy anymore.

The smile lingered on my lips as I set the phone down. "Oh, dear twin sister. Keep living your best life with your new found love," I thought, the words bubbling up inside me like a dark promise. While Rosa keeps applying the slow abortion pills to your foods... very soon you will lose your child and you will have no other choice but to come begging at my feet for my forgiveness.

Kenny said. I screamed. I threw punches and kicks at him, not caring where they landed. I wanted to end everything. I hated Kenny. I hated myself even more. Last night, I already knew it wasn’t Kenny, yet I still let him touch me. Worse, I enjoyed every second of it. And now the ugly truth stood before me. Kenny had been sharing me with his twin brother; a twisted pact they had sworn to each other while growing up. To him, I was nothing more than part of their sick game.

We had built something beautiful together. That evening, we decided to share our happiness with the world. Lucas posted a picture of us on his I*******m. He held the twins in his arms, and I stood beside him, smiling through happy tears. We were so proud, so overwhelmed with love. The caption was simple: Our twins are here. The greatest gift I could ever receive. I shared the post on my own social media accounts, overwhelmed by the support from our family, friends, and fans. It felt like the world was celebrating with us.

“I need a moving van and your best staff to help me transport Martina and our twins. They are moving in with me.” A pregnant silence followed, and I began counting in my head. One. Two. Three. Then, the inevitable happened. Rowan exploded on the other line. “What are you talking about? What twins? You have a twin?” I grinned at the shock I gleaned in my brother's voice. “Yes. Martina and I have twins. A boy and a girl.” I admitted in my excitement. I need to tell someone, or I might explode with this knowledge. I could not keep it to myself for long.

“Jason’s all I have. He hasn’t even eaten properly in two days.” Kristy rolled her eyes. “Then maybe it’s time you faced reality. Go find a charity. Or better yet, give the boy up for adoption. You should’ve done that from the start.” The room went silent. Her cruel words kept replaying in my head. I felt something inside me break all over again. She didn’t know that I had done it before. That I had already given one away at birth. The midwife had advised me to give up one of my twins. She was like a mother to me. She said a very wealthy woman was willing to pay a lot of money for a child.

“Here, Xavia. From me and your Mom.” “And these are from us!” With how many gifts there were, they soon formed a tiny mountain on Xavia’s table… and after sheepishly scratching the back of her head, Xavia muttered, “…Hey, you guys have already given me gifts before this… It’s kind of awkward to receive them a second time…” “Deserving gifts, to say the least! After all, you suffered through so much just to get to this point!” replied Yasmin. “She’s right. It’s extremely taxing to give birth to twins, so this extra celebration is warranted!” added Bianca.

Àsàké; No you must not because the children in you will fulfill the prophecy. Oluwafunke: Children? You mean I'm with twin? Àsàké: Yes! They're twin, a boy and a girl. They will grow to love themselves in any situation they find themselves. Funke placed her hands on her tommy and smiled. Her mother also placed her hands on her daughter's tommy and smiled. Àsàké: Out here, they'll learn the true meaning of suffering. They'll have the leadership trait, strength and wisdom to rule.

Let him deal with that for a bit. A sob breaks out, and I look at the head of the table to see my bestie with her face in Lincoln’s arm. “What’s wrong, bestie?” She lifts her head and runs her fingers under her eyes. “It’s nothing. I was just thinking that I had finally come back, but you are going to be leaving, and we will be apart again.” I’ve been trying to avoid that thought since I realized the twins are my mates. I don’t want to be away from here or my best friend, but I know I won’t have a choice.

Meeting the twins again was a more emotional moment. The bone-deep relief that coursed through Myla's veins was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. As she watched Noah embrace his twin siblings, who had been missing him for the past two years, a torrent of emotions cascaded within her. It was as if the floodgates of her heart had been thrown open, releasing a surge of joy, gratitude, and overwhelming relief.