Novel & Cerita Icarly I Twin

She used the case of her twin and the connection with Clyde to pull herself to the top. You were so untouchable and feeling mighty at the top, but your selfishness reeks in you as you are now slowly exposed for how bitch you are. Clyde wasn’t your husband; it was your twins. So why did you marry him? Are you so insecure with your twin that now that she’s dead, you want to replace her so badly?

"What… no, that can’t be true." “Iris,” Ivy said, her voice filled with emotion. “I’m your twin. I only found out recently. I didn’t know, I swear.”Iris shook her head, backing up even further, her heart pounding. "No. This can’t be happening. How is that even possible? You’re a Kendrick. I’m… I’m…"

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?

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?”

"Have you forgotten that I'm the princess of the Snowfall pack? What's so special about being your Luna? From the moment you cheated, there was no way we could ever be together again!" Still unwilling to give up, Aaron took out the hospital report. "What about our pup? We had a pup once. You're not so heartless to abandon me just like this." The pain of losing my pup surged up again. My anger flared up, causing me to lash out at him with ferocity. "What's the point of bringing that up? I've already lost my pup because of your negligence!" "But we can still have another. I still love you, Ruth…"

They share similar smiles and postures; the only differences are their hair and faces. My breathing stops. No—identical. Fraternal. Fuck! No wonder I refuse to forget the name, Sawyer. Caroline is my ex-wife’s twin sister, and Callie was caught with her husband. This is insane. Twin. My eyes lock on the single word. For several seconds, my brain refuses to process it. I read it again: not cousins, not sisters several years apart—twins. Like fucking twins. A humorless laugh escapes me. I lean closer to the screen, as if the words will somehow change.

Isolde’s POV I had a twin—Isla. Yeah, I know. The names? Tragic. Go ahead and blame our parents for thinking rhyming was cute. Isla was the golden child. We were identical down to the last eyelash, but somehow, she always sparkled a little more. Boys tripped over themselves for her. She was sweet, graceful, soft-spoken, basically the lead role in a fairy tale. Me? I was the background noise. Loud, impulsive, stubborn as hell, and apparently allergic to rules. Definitely not the favorite.

Could it be that word of how she treated me earlier got to our father, and he warned her about it? At this point, I didn’t even have a choice but to take her hand and walk right into the crowd with her. I sighted a blonde who waved at us. Blair pulled me towards her. “Elena, meet Ariana, my twin sister. Ari, meet Elena, my best friend.” Elena stretched out her hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Ari. Blair has told me so much about you.” I raised a brow. “She has?” “Of course.”

“Both of my sons will be there.” I glance at the envelope before looking back at him. “Reid can represent both of us.” I pick it up and turn it over in my hand. Dad's eyebrows rise. “What?” “We basically look the same.” I shrug, tossing the invitation back onto the seat. “Nobody has to know I'm not there. You can assume the twins are there.” “This isn't funny.” His expression hardens as he picks up the invitation. “I wasn't joking.” I lean back and cross my arms again. “Reid likes this stuff anyway. He'll smile, shake hands, talk to people, and pretend to care about whatever rich people talk about at these things.”

However, his father had said it so there had to be an atom of truth in it, right? As she thought of Trevor, she really wished she could have a normal relationship. These were supposed to be the best years of her life according to the internet, but each time it seemed like everything was going well, her hopes crumbled like dust the next. It was both sad and embarrassing. After a few moments of absent-mindedly searching for the twins, she finally found them. When they recognized her, they screamed like they had not seen her in years and ran with their little legs almost reaching their necks, up to her.