Helluva Boss Clown Twins Novels & Stories

My bottom hit the floor with a thud, and the hallway quickly became quiet. I looked up at the person I slammed into and my jaw dropped. Standing in front of me were two, very large and very angry twins. I had never seen two guys who looked the way they did, as if they belonged on the cover of a magazine instead of at a highschool. The two of them had jet black hair, strong jaw lines, and extremely dark eyes. They were both extremely muscular, but held that athletic slimness in their body. One of the twins had his hair shaved on the sides and back, but long on the top. The other twin had hair down to the top of his ears, but it had that messy look that other guys try and fail to achieve. Each

At the end of the meeting, they agreed to wait for answers from their godmother, before thinking of the next step. ** HUMAN TERRITORY It's the twins' eighteenth birthday, everyone was ready to celebrate with them. Jabal was dressed and ready to party. His hair was now fully red and he had to dye it black to hide its color. He was dressed in red ripped-off trousers and a white shirt, paired with a white boot. He combed his hair and packed it into a man's bun. After giving the last touch to his hair, he walked out of his room to his sister's.

Laura replied. “After the busy week you’ve had, I decided you would want some peace and quiet today.” Laura smiled and replied, “Thank you; I really do need it,” adding, “You guys have some fun.” “Of course we will,” Agnes replied. “Can I talk to the twins?” Laura asked. “Of course, I’ll just keep the phone on speaker, and you can talk to them at the same time. "Hello, mummy!” the twins shouted. "Hello, my angels, how are you?” Luara asked.

“Who do you want me to kill, boss?” There was a pause; a sinister pause filled with satisfaction. “I want the twins dead.” The world stopped. I blinked rapidly, confused. The twins…. Surely he didn't mean… “The twins?” I croaked, hoping I'd misheard him. “Like the twins?” “Yes. The Volkov twins. Ivan and Nikolai. I want their heads.” I stared into the dark street. Was he fucking insane? The Volkov twins were untouchable. Worse than untouchable— they were unstoppable.

I mean, besides the psycho twins dilemma. The Fa-derico twins looked terrible. The concoction had done its work. Their bodies twitched and convulsed subtly — their skin rippling like something alive underneath, desperately trying to shift forms and failing. You could see the strain — the sweat pouring down their faces, the veins bulging at their temples. Their fingers spasmed into claws that only half-formed before snapping back into human hands, trembling with rage and exhaustion. It was painful for them — a constant war inside their own flesh.

The man may be of the same bloodline as Helios but he is a double-headed snake and a poisonous one at that. “Ahhh….my dear nephew!” Nox walks in flamboyantly with outstretched arms. The lights from the corridor momentarily shine on his clean-shaven bald head before the doors close. But Nox is not alone, for on both his sides are two gorgeous platinum blondes with violet eyes; twins, both in identical scantily clad dresses that do nothing to hide the shape of their breasts and silky-smooth legs that seem to go on forever. “Look at what I brought for you, Helios!” Nox says, stopping right before Helios’ throne and pulling both blondes closer to him, patting their butts. The twins giggle nervou

A storm of continuous punches rained over the shocked twins and when they tried to retaliate with hidden purple flames, the Red Team boys managed to evade the deadly balls of fire miraculously that were so well hidden in the palms of the twins such that the human naked eye could never see ! When the twins tried another round of their cheap wolf tactics, the Red Team boys suddenly moved their arms in a circular motion and leaped up high while maintaining perfect momentum and somersaulted to kick the nasty faces of the Draven twins who looked up in awe and disbelief only to get knocked out unconscious by the perfectly executed mid air attack. “AAAAHHHH,” the twins screamed with their teeth bul

I clenched my fist, feeling my wolf’s anger building like she wanted to claw her out of me. The twins scrambled to their feet with shock on their faces. They glanced at each other, and when they looked back at me, their eyes were bright yellow. They started shifting to their wolf, but instead of doing it separately, they joined hands and joined the wolves. The crowd erupted again, hailing them. The energy in me burned rapidly, traveling through every nerve in my body. The twins had morphed into a double-sized half-human, half-wolf, growling in fury. They charged at me, breaking the earth as they stomped towards me.

“Hell, you could have told us that you are planning to come here so that we could have fetched you at the airport!” “You deserved to be called a pig ’cause you eat like one,” Claude finished, his expression deadpan. The twins, Haines and Claude, had been my best friends since daycare. We were inseparable. They saved me when someone bullied me in elementary school, and they had been having my back ever since. They were my other halves, and I wouldn't trade them for the world. Emmaline stood behind them, arms crossed, trying to look severe but failing miserably as a grin stretched her lips.