Novel & Cerita Legendary Twins

she laughed nervously, Shawn froze, staring at the mix of pink and blue confetti scattered across the floor, across Eva’s hair, across his own shoulders. Then the realization hit him like a lightning strike, “Twins,” His voice cracked with awe, “We are having twins!” He exclaimed, throwing a fist in the air, The room erupted in joyous shock, “Twins?!” Eleanor gasped, covering her mouth, Richard let out a rare laugh, “This is Incredible,” Daine squealed, clapping her hands together, “Oh my goodness, one boy and one girl!”

She leaned against the sink and cried silently, wondering why her heart was hurting for the twin who had just walked out, while her body was still humming from the one still in her bed. Was she falling for both Vilonia brothers? Or was the obsession finally starting to destroy her?

Three days apart—Ysabel Eldridge must have been dying to see him. Sure enough, Scott didn't even take the car—he ran straight to the building three blocks behind ours. I took a breath and noted the floor where the elevator stopped, a cold smile spreading across my face. 'No wonder I never noticed anything—turns out the two of them were right under my nose. Scott Camden, you really thought this through.' Pulling out my phone, I sent off a message and went home to start packing. The house was full of baby items—two of everything. Looking closely, I finally noticed something strange. Though they were meant to be identical, the quality wasn't the same at all. Even the twin strollers had differen

Since I wasn’t going to be alive much longer, I wanted to spend my last moments with my pup. After dismissing the healer’s suggestion, I walked out of the Temple of Healing. My intention was to find Lucia. We were twins. From the day we were born, we were destined to never be apart, even in death. Amid my journey, Kaden Hems called me on the phone for once. Staring at the caller ID, I recalled that Kaden cut off our mind link. “Can’t you give it a rest even for one day? Just because you’re my mate doesn’t give you the right to mindlink me all day.

The streets of the capital were crowded, yet they felt like a labyrinth designed to keep us from our goal. Dominic led me away from the center, his grip on my hand so firm it was as if he were afraid I would dissolve back into the data stream. We weren't acting like strangers anymore; there was a telepathic thrum between us—the mate bond, reborn in the heart of a dead simulation. "The twins," I said, trying to keep my pace with his long strides. "If we’re in the same loop, they must be somewhere in the city. If they’ve been reset, they won't have the memories. They’ll be… children again. Vulnerable."

The twins needed no words, and as if sharing one mind, they split left and right and rocketed toward him. Asher shouted a warning, "Mr. Lloyd, be careful! Those two are the Twin Demons of the Night from Mirelan." One of the twins sneered and said, "The Cavendish royal family actually knows our names… Not bad. But knowing who we are won't save them from being wiped off the map." Asher cursed loudly, yet his own opponent quickly suppressed him, forcing him to dodge again and again in a desperate struggle. The twins turned their attention to Andrew, and one of them called out, smirking. "We don't waste our time on nobodies. Brat, give us your name before we finish this."

They were not going to miss seeing the legendary figures. The twins were the greatest vampire hunters in the history of their people. It was well known that no one could defeat them. The news that they had single-handedly destroyed an entire invading army during the night had preceded their arrival. No one knew their exact body count over the last few centuries, but it was extremely high.

We make up games to play, and come up with so many strange inside jokes that sometimes I wonder if anyone will still be able to understand us once we make it back to earth. Being in this strange isolated world with Sterling feels sort of like how it used to be with Layla. Back when we were just two Star Twins roaming the world together, seeking magic and learning new ways to wield it. We also had our own language, our own stories, our own dreams and hopes, a vision of a future that we shared and cultivated together.

I wasn’t in the mood for ceremony. Another Lord leaned forward, his voice grave. “You’ve felt it, haven’t you?” “The pull,” someone else added. “The shift in power.” I nodded, swallowing bile. “Lucy’s children.” The room stirred. “Born of light and dark. Flesh of prophecy. The forbidden twins.” “They are the balance… and the threat,” another intoned. I felt my knees buckle but didn’t let myself fall. Not yet. “They’ll be the end of us,” someone said quietly.