I Have Twin Girlfriend Novels & Stories

May 1st 2001: Dear Diary, Athena, Athena, Athena. It's always about her. Athena your so quiet. Athena wow you are such a talented surfer. Athena Athena Athena. I'm tired of hearing my twin sisters name. We could look the same but we are nothing alike.

Hopefully, she doesn't think it's too weird. Um well I'm not one to talk look at me , but do you feel anything else about them both or just one of them because I'm gonna tell you that this sorta thing happens a lot around especially with identical twins they usually have one girlfriend or wife and usually they don't break up. mom says .

“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.

I was shocked when she caused my chest to hurt so toughly. She wasn't just a wolf, she had me struggling with my wolf, Kel from moaning out loud each time she was around me. she's my mate. Unbelievable! I would pick up my phone to dial Mrs. Jenifer's number but stop in hesitation because I felt like I wasn't ready. Would I call it the nastiest or happiest job I'd ever get? What would she think of me in this one? Who are these twins to her? Different questions stalked my head before I could make up my mind.

Had I begged for tranquilizers over a girl I’d imagined? Lycans and Vampires have always been sworn enemies, and Vampires wielded the power of persuasion. But what if being hybrid meant that power was working against me? What if my two sides were at war? What if my vampire side was convincing my Lycan that I’d seen a girl that didn’t even exist? “Kyrien?” Victor’s voice immediately pulled me from my thoughts. “Look, I know I’m being hard on you,” He started. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. “You think?”

I force my patience out and sit there playing with my 4 year old sister. She is cute, I have to admit. Derrick and I are twins, as are Melody and Marley. It's kinda cool being a twin.. But it's also weird having a twin who isn't full blood. Humans just think we're non-identical twins so it's all cool. Mum and Dad, and Kaden worry that our dysfunctional family set up may cause issues for our future mates, but right now I'm not fussed. I'm almost 13, it's not like I'm ready to get a girlfriend yet, let alone settle down.

Paul's expression hardened, and he growled softly: “Let's talk about this somewhere else.” As the twins began to leave the room, Tiffany, who was standing at the door again, decided to get out of their way. She was officially the twins' girlfriend, but they didn't need to know she had been spying on them. What she had just heard left her stunned and furious. The idea of Maya being the twins' mate disturbed her deeply, and she realized that her plan to keep them away from Maya was becoming even more complicated than she had imagined.

“Everything okay?” I hesitated, not wanting to unload too much, but her face was open, easy to talk to. “It’s complicated,” I said. “I’ve got twins, Dahlia and Delilah. They’re five, full of energy. And my… partner, Oliver, he’s been dealing with some family issues too.” She tilted her head, her smile soft. “Twins sound like a handful,” she said. “What are they like?” I grinned, thinking of them. “They’re amazing,” I said. “Dahlia’s the talker, always asking questions. Delilah’s quieter, loves drawing. They keep me busy, but I love it.”

The day I died was the same day as my twin sister’s birthday party. She was in tears and was wrapped up in my boyfriend’s arms. My mom was seething with anger and kept calling me over and over again. My brother was clearly upset and sent me a text saying, "You’re so selfish. You just can’t stand to see anyone else happy." Even my usually quiet dad was furious and said, "She’s nothing but an ungrateful brat." I touched my chest. Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore.

Grace was crying happily into her third glass of wine. I thought about the girl I'd been the morning my sister walked into my wedding and took everything. How certain I had been that my life was over. It hadn't been. It had been a door I didn't know how to open. Then, I assumed Since My Twin and Fiancé Betrayed Me, The best option was to get Married to His Rival