Icarly I Twin Novels & Stories

He really is her twin. When Lachlan doesn’t say anything, the guy turns to me. “This is a lot for him to process. I’m Carter. Lachlan knew as Carson…” “Carley’s twin brother,” I finish for him. “You’re supposed to be dead,” I point out to him as if he doesn’t already know that.

Well, that would only work if her claims were true. My eyes darkened and I was hesitant as I figured out how much I wanted to reveal. I looked at Renae reassuring her that all was under control. But she looked unfazed. She had a haughty look about her that threw me off balance. She must have something up her sleeves, I thought and suddenly, her voice boomed through the hall. "My twins' dad is the Alpha!" Her voice reverberated, taking everyone by surprise. My mouth opened wide as I stared at her. I didn't expect her to speak up so boldly.

I head home early for Thanksgiving, wanting to surprise my family. The moment I step through the door, my sister, Lilith Brooks, calls 911. "I need to report a break-in. There's an intruder." It isn't until the police rush in and snap handcuffs onto my wrists that I finally panic. "Dad, Mom, Rosa! Tell them! It's me, Samuel!" My parents just shake their heads in unison. "We don't know him." Even Rosa Monroe, my partner of five years, turns her face away. "He's probably just some obsessed underclassman with a crush on me." After 15 agonizing days in jail, my best friend, Harley Smith, finally posts my bail. With bloodshot eyes, I pour my heart out to him about the sheer insanity of it a

After my family deleted the only graduation photo I was in, I accepted a job three thousand miles away—and decided never to come home. That day, my parents, my brother, and my boyfriend took 380 photos. My twin sister, Emma, was in every one. She stood between our parents while they gazed at her proudly. I waited nearby in my cap and gown, but no one called me over. When Emma admitted she still hadn’t found a job, my boyfriend, Ethan, immediately turned to comfort her. “Apply to my company, so I can look out for you.” “Send me your résumé,” Dad said. “I’ll make a few calls and find you something. ” My brother, Ryan, handed Emma the only bottle of cold water he had brought. “My company’s hir

__ I added. I smiled waiting for her reply, but she didn't reply, She's probably still with the girls. "Cade?" I heard my name, and I looked only to see Caleb. Caleb Salvator, one of my OG's took me a while to get used to Caroline being his twin sister. "Caleb, my man." I chuckled as we fist bump and hit shoulders together. "Damn, man. You look pussy whipped." He chuckled. I smiled, shrugging. "What can I say."

Emilia pushed her food around her plate, barely listening to whatever small talk was happening — until Isadora cleared her throat with theatrical sweetness. “I’ve decided,” she said brightly, setting down her glass of wine. “ I’d be sleeping in Luca’s room tonight.” Emilia’s hand froze over her fork. Marco raised an eyebrow. Isadora smiled, far too satisfied. “I was the first twin to find him. And honestly I miss all the great sex we had, it is only appropriate we resume from where we stopped ” she added, her gaze flicking directly to Emilia like a dagger coated in lip gloss. The room went still.

We had suffered so much, yet our husbands didn't believe us and didn't even care about us! Back when my twin sister and I married the Smith twins, our story made the front page of the Avalon Times. Everyone said it was fate—the perfect match. Twin sisters marrying twin brothers sounded like something straight out of a fairy tale. People sent us their blessings, calling it the most romantic story of the year. But now? That fairytale had turned into something else entirely. Our marriages were far from perfect. They weren't even happy. They were devastating. "Lily, look at Annie's post," I choked, handing the phone to her.

Then I took shower and did all the morning routine. When I left the room I saw Alex was sitting on the dining table looking at his laptop and when I stood behind him I saw that it was the news about me and Josephine. Someone ahs dug out my history being twin sister of Josephine and also that how my sister is a professional at winning the competitions but this time the twin who has not even won a school competition wins the international competition. There was also the news that how I disregard my family and is now living as a mistress to a rich man. It also said that how I am jealous of my sister and always try to harm her. There was also a speculation in the article that I might have stolen

"She looked like she was about to interrogate you on hot coals! But I'm curious, did you seriously think we were the same person?" I blinked again, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "Well, I… didn’t exactly expect there to be two of you…" I mumbled, barely audible but the twins exchanged a glance, their expressions perfectly synchronized in their amusement. Fynn let out another chuckle, and Kai shook his head slightly, though I could see the humor in his eyes. "Don't take his words too seriously. Of course, it's understandable. We get that a lot." "Yeah, but usually not in situations where someone is kissing one of us and confusing it with the other," Fynn added, his grin widening.

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.