I Love My Twin Mga Nobela at Kwento

From pain, loneliness and anything that tries to dim her light. I may have just met her, but it feels like I’ve known her all my life. Maybe that’s what being twins means — two hearts that were never meant to walk separate paths. And now that I’ve found her, I swear — I won’t let her walk alone again. “Thank you,” “You need not thank me, what are twins for?” I smile. ***

Years of meaningless sex with strangers had taught me how to please a woman. “Mind your own business,” I said. Then I remembered how well he had gotten along with Livia the day before. “I thought you hated Livia. You seemed to be getting along with her just fine last night.” He laughed when he sensed my jealousy. I hated that he knew me so well. In that moment, I hated that he was my twin and that he could read me with my eyes closed. “I really like her now. She’s friendly, and as much as I hate to admit it, she’s a decent human being. I love how she deals with her enemies, too.”

I don’t know about others but I was completely smitten by him and if I wasn’t already so in love with him, I would have fallen for him. Being in love with him didn’t stop me from falling again and again head over heels for him. “Oh, look! My sister just fell in love with you again.” I gave my twin a look. For someone who didn’t know me until not too long ago, Helaine sure knows me very well. “That’s a giving and it’s not one-sided. I fall in love with her every time I see her. Also, it’s good to see you! Do you want to come with us?”

~Devonte~ SHIT! I feel like I’m fumbling this entire conversation. I feel like I’m making this worse than it needs to be. I continue to pace, figuring out the right way to say what I’m trying to say. My brother and I are twins, and we share a mate. We have to figure out how to make this work, or things will be difficult. I want us to be close again….I’ve missed my brother.

Oh, Goddess, nothing must happen to my twin brother. I couldn't bear it. We may fight all the damn time, but I loved him a lot because he was a part of my soul. I would rather get hurt, instead of him. "I'm coming, Raven," I whispered softly.

Rosalia Twin? Twin? Fucking Twin? I have a Twin sister? Why the hell is my life so complicated?! Just a few hours ago, I learnt I have an older brother, now I have a twin too? Slowly digesting that bombshell of information, I asked him "I have a Twin?" "Yes, you do.Your twin sister is Chester's pawn and had always antagonise you" His hand tightened further on my waist. Why would my twin hate me? Weren't twins supposed to be each other's soulmates or whatever people say?

"TWINS, Tyson. We're having two. Do you not understand that there will be two humans coming out of me? We are going to be responsible for two of them." "I know love. It was like a buy one get one free special." "You're not funny." "Babe, I have twin brothers. It's going to be fine." "I know you do and look at them. They get together and gang up on people. Oh god, what if these are two boys." "It's going to be just fine, I promise. Think of it this way, it's double the babies but double the love." I told her and kissed her cheek.

Their innocence served as a reminder that life still held beauty and possibility, even in the midst of my personal turmoil. The twins motivated me to persevere and fight against the overwhelming darkness threatening to consume me. I poured my love and attention into them, cherishing every smile, every milestone, and every moment of connection we shared. Their presence brought light into my life, even when everything else seemed shrouded in shadows.

I was all alone in the world and almost all of my life, I had been hated. The twins were the first people to show me what living someone meant. I had never thought that I was capable of being loved by anyone, because I had spent my time thinking I wasn't meant for love. But I was mistaken, I was meant to be loved and I'm the happiest when I saw just how much I was being loved. The twins and I had agreed to meet the next day. They wanted to go out shopping, and hence, they asked me to join them. I couldn't say no to them and so, in fact, I truly wanted to see what it means to go out with those you love.

There's this weird stare going on whenever they're around each other. I wonder if he suspects she's going to do heavy drugs again. I wouldn't blame him. “I had fun, I don't see why you're upset.” I heard my twin's voice. No matter how upset I feel about her being the favourite to everyone, my chest always feels lighter and happier when I'm near her. Because she means well. She didn't choose this. She wants people to avoid her to hate her. She wants them to see me as the perfect one. Sadly her efforts are futile.