Javon Walton Twin Novels & Stories

The news about Waylon transferring in and skipping two school years shook the school. Everyone was even more surprised when they found out that he was Colton’s twin brother. They knew about the Goldmann triplets, had seen Daisie and Colton, but never met Waylon. That day, they realized that Waylon looked exactly like Colton. The only differences were some features and characteristics. Colton had a mole at the corner of his eyes and was arrogant. He wasn’t easy to speak to. Waylon didn’t have a mole and looked cold but wasn’t arrogant.

The twins happen to be part of those kids who could not further their education since they were destitute. Kayla, the eldest, happens to be the outspoken among the two girls. They are known as the beauties of the island, since they had fair skin, long dark curly hair and blue eyes. They were both identical, but they also have distinct characters that distinguished them, which was that one was more feisty than the other. The feisty one was Kayla, and she is also the eldest among them, why the quiet one was Karen. Furthermore, Kayla's skin was without blemish, why Karen has a birthmark at her back.

His voice was deep and confident, cutting through the soft murmur of conversation in the hall. "Oh, the adorable twins!" The girl beamed, her eyes lighting up. "May I please know your relationship to the twins?" she asked, her smile never wavering. "Zack and Justin are our sons. We're their fathers, Devon Dalton and my husband, Bienley Cullen," Devon casually responded. As he spoke, Bienley offered a warm, friendly smile to the young teacher.

They went back home. As the seconds turned to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days to weeks, weeks to months and months to years, so was the bond between the twins and among the animals grew stronger and stronger. Many years in the jungle, the king and queen of the jungle had grown so much bigger and stronger than they ever imagined. As strong as the elephants were, a roar from Taiwo made them lay low and bow to him while keyinde fighting was no match to no one around except her brother. She has watched her brother fought big beasts that troubled the jungle with skills and strength that she couldn't defeat. As grown men and women, they had to get married and have kids so what happe

Our parents had assured him that it wasn't important, and they could fork out some money to send him overseas for his studies. Our older sister, Natasha Winslow, had waved her hand dismissively. "There's nothing to worry about. If worse comes to worst, I can provide for you." Meanwhile, Claire had comforted him in a low voice, "Kev, no matter how badly you did, you're still going to score higher than Kyle. At worst, all three of us can retake the exam, and we can teach Kyle while we're at it." In their eyes, my only purpose was to make Kevin look good by being the inferior twin.

Ethan’s grip tightened on my waist, his fingers digging in just enough to remind me who held the power. He pulled me closer, his body radiating dominance. “She’s very real, brother.And she’s mine.” A tense conversation followed — cold greetings masking deep, hidden resentment. Ethan asked about Dan’s time abroad. Dan gave short, clipped answers, his eyes never leaving mine. The air crackled with unspoken accusations and old rivalries between the twins. After a few painful minutes, Dan’s shoulders slumped. Heartbroken, he looked at me one last time, pain and confusion swirling in his eyes.

“You’re blessed twice over. Twice.” Jaxon’s mom hugged him fiercely. “Another boy and girl pair?” “We don’t know yet,” Jaxon chuckled. “We just found out they’re twins.” Jaxon’s father clapped him on the back. “Son, you’re going to need a bigger house.” “Mmm,” Jaxon said, kissing Brielle’s temple. “Already thinking about it.” The twins danced around the kitchen chanting, “We’re big kids now! We’re big kids now!” Everyone laughed as the excitement settled into the warm, joyful rhythm of family celebration.

It has always been there, even before we knew what it was. Cael presses his forehead to mine because the tunnel is too small to move. His breath is hot on my face because he is close. The blood on our hands is sticky between us because we are still holding on. The voice comes back and says, “A twin bond cannot break,” and the words land inside my head, not my ears. It says, “It can only be transferred,” because that is the old law, and “One heart must carry it alone,” because two hearts will burn out by the full moon.

The twins froze when they noticed us, tilting their heads way back to look up at us. “Oh, those are my mates. That’s Gunnar, and that’s Henrik. They’re twins like you, just not identical. Their wolves are, though. And just like you, their wolves have a birthmark on opposite hind legs.” Zoe smiled. “Gunnar and Henrik meet Princesses Gwen and Christina.” ‘Gwen is the one in pink. It’s her favorite color. Christina is in the purple dress because it’s her favorite.’ Zoe added through the link. ‘Thanks. It’s like trying to tell Diana and Edith apart without knowing their scents correctly.’ I smiled and, with Henrik, crouched down to their level.

CALLUM Something about this entire situation didn’t sit right with me. I leaned against a tree at the edge of the clearing where we found the body, watching Ava look for anything that might help us work out what’s going on. She hadn’t been combing through the undergrowth long when Jacob and dad reached back out to us both through the mindlink. “Ava, Matthew is a twin. Identical.” I saw Ava’s mouth fall open at Jacob’s words. “He’s a twin? And Martha didn’t think to tell us this?”