Icarly I Twin Novels & Stories

“Damien! Come join us. I told you he’d show up eventually, Elara. Victor’s twin brother, he travels a lot for their business interests, but he’s family now.” She knew, of course she knew, yet seeing them side by side made my head spin. Identical, yet… not. Damien’s smirk was sharper, his eyes wilder as they landed on me. “Well, hello there,” Damien drawled, pulling out a chair directly across from me. His gaze raked over me slowly, openly appreciative. “You must be the famous Elara, Victor didn’t do you justice.” My cheeks burned, I could feel Victor’s tension radiating beside me. “Nice to meet you,” I managed, my voice barely steady.

I didn’t want to deny that I was head over heels in love with him, both of them with their contrasting characters which brings me to the question of what happened to them to separate brothers…twins even. I was still pondering on it when my phone pinged indicating I had a message.I would likely have ignored it but taking into consideration that I had nothing to do and was practically lazing about I checked my phone and saw a message from an unknown number. I opened the message and read “We should meet up at a location” my eyebrows quirked up as I typed back, I wasn’t about to ignore the message with all the shitty stuffs happening to me, I needed answers. “Who’s this?” the message showed that

Our lives are about to change forever, and I'm grateful that Tom is by my side, supporting me every step of the way. As we reach the door, Tom glances over at Lumi's house and asks. "Should I run over and tell Lumi what's happening ?" Before I can respond, the door to Luca and Lumi's house swings open. They emerge, with Luca carrying a bag that looks almost identical to ours, and Lumi leaning on him for support. It seems like the twins' connection runs deep – our babies seem to be arriving at the same time. Tom calls out to them. "Hey, are you guys headed to the Clinic too ?"

The hasty cremation, the evasive answers—I had suspected all along that neither of them had truly died. And after Jeremy's "death," I discovered I was pregnant. With twins. That was when I conceived my boldest plan. I took on the role of caretaker for Jeremy and Janey's supposed illegitimate sons. Under the guise of grief too deep to bear, I retreated to the countryside with them. Two years later, I returned—with my own twins. Everyone believed they were Jeremy's illegitimate children. Even my own parents were deceived. They scolded me for being a fool, and friends mocked me for lowering myself to raise another woman's children.

I said honestly, “but also… pure-hearted. They don’t know anything about us. They don’t even know werewolves exist.” She burst into laughter. “Well, that makes sense. Humans always live in their own little bubble.” Then her tone softened. “But seriously, how are you?” At that question, my stomach twisted painfully. I swallowed. “Girl… I just got tangled in a mess.” There was a brief pause. “What kind of mess?” I closed my eyes. “Those twins,” I said quietly. “They’re here.” “Twins?” she repeated, confused. “Kaeren and Kael,” I said, my voice dropping. “They’re in this college.”

Then there were his siblings. Ophelia Valeria Icarus and Persephone Seraphina Icarus—twins, twenty-two, beautiful in a way that was both distant and commanding. Ophelia had high cheekbones and dark, knowing eyes that made her look like she was always three steps ahead of everyone in the room. Persephone, though just as striking, had softer features, but there was a coldness to her beauty, an untouchable quality that made it clear she was not to be approached lightly. And finally, Lorenzo Moreau-Icarus, twenty three. His looks were more aristocratic—refined, polished, the kind of man who knew how to navigate high society with charm alone. But compared to Icarus, he seemed almost insignificant

" He said. I thought as much. This loser never calls except he's implied to do so by Cassidy. To think that he's my Best friend. What was I even thinking... "You see, I was right just now Carter. How's Cassy doing? When are you guys leaving KD?' I asked excitedly. It's only been months but it feels like forever since I last saw my childhood best friends. Cassidy and Carter. They are twins and yes, they're identical. Carter may be such an annoying freak but I love him greatly. Strangely, his pestering makes me feel like a normal human sometimes.

That night, she and Olivine drank hot gin and watched old movies until sunrise, laughing at the moments when no one in the world could possibly find sleep. * The twins from the bakery’s far past reappeared on a windy Thursday: two small figures, indistinguishable save for their shoes, trailing suitcases that clacked over the tile floor. Carolina recognized them from where she stood shaping a loaf, heart thumping so hard it felt foreign. The first twin looked up. “Mom?” Carolina wiped her hands on her apron. She hadn’t seen them in years—she’d left because she thought she’d poison them with her failure, her hunger, her taste for wildness. Now they stood here, ragged and unafraid.

They looked up at the twins with anger yet they couldn't do anything, their trembling only satisfying Twins even more, how blissful. “David’s already dead,” Icarus said flatly and he didn’t bother to hide the smirk that tugged at his lips to show they had successfully stepped forward in their revenge plan. “And guess what? One of you two is next. You or you,” Icarus pointed at Jonathan and Samuel. He continued, “We haven’t decided yet. And Uncle dearest, tell us who is going to be next?” Jonathan's blood drained from his face. His eyes darted to Samual and to the twins. Samuel was equally terrified as Jonathan but they were too stubborn to accept.

“They look so much alike.” “Well, they are identical twins,” I laugh. Carly glances into the living room, where her kids are watching a movie. “Did you ever get them mixed up and accidentally sleep with the wrong twin?” “You’ve watched too much cheap p**n.” “So you’re saying yes, that did happen? Or maybe you really knew all along but went with it anyway?” “Cheap, badly written p**n.” “Ohhh, or maybe you did them both at the same time!” I roll my eyes and laugh. “No, no, and no. I don’t think they’d be into incest in that way.”