Legendary Twins Novels & Stories

Regardless of whether they inhibit the witch’s side, too, she is happy that they will be able to defend themselves in this world, joining in the love that’s built this land. They are the future. These twins will carry love from the north pole right to the south in peace and harmony, reigning forever. “Yes, I’ll do that.” The End

However, Alice had forgotten that she was the mother of a set of twins that belonged to a man named Antonio Earliton, who she assumed broke her heart. "Why is papi always jealous, Mamita?" Andrew asked as Alice held them both up, her round, sky-blue eyes making him even cuter; their eye colors were exactly the same and they resembled one another. "Kid, what did you just say? This lowlife has no right to make me jealous."His reply struck a deep chord with Mira, asking why he would refer to her as a lowlife.

He rises to his feet, buttoning his suit, bringing the conversation to an end. My mother bows, muttering apologies as he walks past her, stopping before me. I’m immediately aware of how he towers over me, like a looming shadow of destruction. My gaze locks on his, and my breath falters. “Where’s your sister?” Something flickers in his deep green eyes. A certain cloak of danger wraps around his words and sends spikes through my chest. “I don’t know.” My voice cracks. Being twins meant we were connected on a deeper level. It meant we knew everything about each other. But there are some things that Scarlett keeps to herself. Her letter still sits on my nightstand, crumpled from how much I've re

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?”

Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore. …… Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother." But I always felt like she was lying to me. When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up. When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister. We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye. "Mom, who is she?" "She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside." Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.

Silent steps on the grass. "I am Átila. This is Kuzey. We are the Twin Dragons, ancient guardians of this land." Irmak couldn't look away. Between their legs, semi-erect penises swung heavily. Thick. Veins pulsing visibly under the thin skin. Broad, pink heads glistening slightly with moisture. She had never seen men so perfect. So rawly powerful. Their scent invaded the clearing. Burnt wood. Dark spices. Something animal. Wild. Masculine.

"Fair point." "And I'm looking at my mate." I rolled my eyes. "That's not helping your case." He grinned. "It should." I laughed. The twins stirred slightly but thankfully didn't wake up.For a while we simply walked through the room together, each carrying one baby. Talking….Remembering….Laughing. Sharing stories we'd already told each other a hundred times.And somehow they still felt new. "Do you remember when you first realized you loved me?" I asked. Kael nearly choked.

For even if it was in his own home, as leaders they had to set an example, and they had to know that death was approaching, for Mia's eyes were shining turquoise. Upstairs, muffled by the sound coming from inside the twins' room, a moan that was a mixture of pain and pleasure echoed. Inside the room, Paulo pulled Tiffany's hair hard as he penetrated her from behind, while Pedro fucked her mouth hard, going deeper and deeper. The twins were extremely hot, comparable to Greek gods. Even among wolves, who usually had perfect genetics, they were above average. Both had brown hair with golden highlights, golden brown eyes, faces that looked like they had been sculpted by an artist, and bodies tha

"Our father was a twin, and he had an evil twin," Camille's words resonated in Aria's head. Aria could not understand why the world hated twins this much. Whoever tagged twins as evil anyway? She had heard that there were rarely twins in their werewolf world but she had never really lived seeing any other twin evil or bad Although, their history claimed that all twins to ever exist had an evil twin. They always ended up causing disaster in the end. What if they turned out that way because the world branded them as evil in the first place?

Theron said, “the twins are always painted as heroes. Strong. Clever. Blessed by the Moon. In our reports, they’re something more complicated.” “Kael Nightveil,” Jax said, tapping a pin on the southern map. “Elder twin. Cold, calculating, undefeated in battle. He’s the one who plots campaigns. Negotiates treaties with a knife on the table.” “And Rian,” Rowan added, voice lighter. “Charming, reckless, drinks too much, laughs too loud. But don’t let that fool you. He’s just as dangerous. He just hides the blade in a joke instead of a speech.”