Novel & Cerita I Love My Twin

I spat and she just groaned in frustration. Then, I continued walking and I smirked as she finally drove away. I hate-love my twin sister but she can't hate me. I just know that. Because even if I'm the most stupid, dumb, everything opposite to her, and useless Seymour, I am always looking out for her and I saved her life twice. But still, I am never enough for our parents.

My twin sister, Olivia, wanted to kill me, her own flesh and blood. I closed my eyes, desperate for solace, and let my mind drift back to our childhood. We were inseparable, like two peas in a pod. We played, laughed, and wore matching clothes, revelling in the simple joys that came with being twins. We had a bond that felt unbreakable, as if we shared a secret language that only we understood.

They love themselves that's why they could have sex with themselves to make their babies. Keyinde: Hmmmmmm!!! Love!!! Taiwo: Of course!! Keyinde: Since mother's demise, I've never loved anyone else except you. Taiwo: Me too, I've never loved anyone else except you. Keyinde: You see!! We love ourselves dearly and according to the rats, love made them have sex with themselves to make babies, which means we can make our own babies. Taiwo: What are you saying? She stood up and walked slowly and to where her brother sat and sat on his thighs.

I became his kept woman, I graduated top of my class with dual majors of a master’s in business and A bachelor's in creative arts. Now, three years later, I have learned all of his love. All of his plans for our “future” was just another prank created by Sheryl for their own amusement. The worst part is, I was finally falling in love with Liam… but what if the person I was really in love with was his twin brother Dominic?

I rarely left my house, too scared of the possibility of the men who had ruined my life finding me. No matter how small the chances were of them finding me, I was terrified of them. Im still fucking terrified of them. And then the twins came stumbling into my life. Well, more like banging. From the get go, I knew that the twins and I were connected. I was drawn to them, as were they to me. We were destined to be together. I have no doubt about that. But our love story has had too many conflicts. Way too many fucking conflicts. We were never one hundred percent honest with one another.

I asked hesitantly, lowering my voice as I glanced around the bustling cafeteria. “Of course! What’s up? You look like you’ve been through a storm lately,” she replied, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. I took a deep breath, my heart racing as I prepared to spill my troubles. “It’s about these twins I’m seeing. I have a… complicated relationship with them.” Her eyebrows shot up, glinting with fascination. “Twins? Like, identical twins?” “Yes,” I sighed, feeling an embarrassing flush creeping across my cheeks. “It’s intense, and I don’t know how to feel about it. Sometimes, I think I’m just their toy… something to entertain them in private while they remain secretive in public.”

If I stay, she’ll turn nasty, and this will become something else. “Ok… but this isn't done and dusted. We will talk again when you have had more time to process things. You can’t push me away. I’m your twin; we shared a womb, and I love you. I don’t believe we can never fix how we have become. Everything you did before you ran away was for me. I know you love me too. Even if right now you are denying it.”

After hanging up the phone, I couldn't help but start daydreaming about that day, including meeting my fated mate. I hope I'll have a fated mate. For some reason, when I used to fantasize about a fated mate, I didn't have a specific image in mind. But now, the faces of the twin brothers flashed before my eyes. I shook my head, trying to dismiss this absurd thought. But wait... the twin brothers should still be unmated, and do twin brothers usually share the same mate or have two separate mates? The next moment, one of the faces actually appeared in front of me.

She got a little angry and clenched her teeth to say, “It’s normal that you'd look down on our good intentions now that you’ve found yourself a golden ticket. "But can your rich boyfriend accept the twins? It doesn’t matter if it’s Mr. Langley or Mr. Young, I’m pretty sure neither of them can accept the existence of the twins. “After all, even our family doesn’t really know where they came from and who their father is. This matter involves the Lanes. You should explain yourself to us and tell us where they're really from. They can’t continue to live life as bastards, can they?” “Shut up! How dare you say something like that?”

I whispered. "Our Love Like Heaven" He said, kissed me once again passionately. Thank You God for blessing me with such a wonderful treasure, my husband, my babies and my family with beautiful love. My twins truly are such an amazing and splendid gift from God. I am forever grateful for you God. Mom, I know you are listening from the heavens above. There’s nothing that I value more, than your love. No matter where I am or what I am doing, your memories will always keep me smiling. I miss you, mom and I love you.