Les Twins Fanfic の小説・ストーリー

"Get her out of here. I don't want to see her face." So she left, letting her sister to find her own peace in her absence. Meanwhile Agatha pulled back her tears wanting nothing but just the company of her sister, to hold her hand and kiss her on the head, instead of her fucked up body guard and the annoying doctor. She just wanted to be with her twin, like every other twins of this world, only that they weren't just any twin. They were the children of Gustav Russo. And Agatha knew, that displaying any form of love could only let Gustav more easy access to control them. And she didn't want that. She didn't want their twin bond to be controlled.

The male lead of the novel was my husband, Trevor, who was still overseas handling a crisis. The biggest villain was the man clinging to me. He was Trevor's identical twin brother, whom he had never mentioned. His name was Kayden Blackwell. The comments were endless. [Twin brothers falling for the same woman? This is so exciting!] [Jasmine really got the short end of the stick. She's just a tool, but hey, she's pretty, so I guess it's worth it!] [Kayden's love is so obsessive! His possessiveness is off the charts, and Trevor's restrained devotion is just as addictive! Once the brothers reconcile and join forces in business, Jasmine can gracefully exit!]

The room was filled with the sound of cries and the bustle of activity as the nurse worked to clean and swaddle the twins, while the doctor tended to Maggie, helping her deliver the afterbirth and making sure she was comfortable. Finally, with the twins settled in their mother's arms, Maggie looked down at them, her hearts swelling with love and pride. She lay on the hospital bed, exhausted but elated. She had just given birth to a beautiful set of twins, a boy and a girl. She was alone in the room with her new bundles of joy. As she looked at them, tears of joy streamed down her face. She reached out and held each of them in turn, marveling at their tiny fingers and toes. She knew immediate

She handed it to me. I unrolled it carefully. The old ink was faded but legible. It read: “When the moon splits and two are born of the same breath, the balance shall tremble. One shall walk in shadow, one in flame. But know this: the fracture is not in them, but around them.” I read it twice. Then a third time. Nowhere did it say which twin was dangerous. Nowhere did it say Caleb. “They twisted it,” I whispered. Jenny nodded grimly. “They just didn't want to have to deal with two once they grew up. Maybe they were right. If the twins had both grown up here, we might have experienced a lot of problems once they grew up.”

Damien sat quietly in the corner of the dimly lit tavern, sipping her drink as she listened to Ever’s conversation with her friend. She hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, but when she heard Ever mention Emma’s name, she couldn’t help but pay attention. Ever nodded sharply. “The twins are acting differently. They’re…” She swallowed, hating the words that left her mouth. “…falling for Emma.” The figure hummed thoughtfully. “Interesting.” Ever gritted her teeth. “No, it’s not interesting. It’s a disaster.”

"I am an incubus, Silas, my food isn't exactly this. I don't get full even if I eat all of this, but I am craving something. Something that will surely make me full." When his red eyes looked at me with desire and hunger in them, I knew what he wanted and I gladly gave it to him like a good little mate. This time, I ended up on my knees with some of the food I ate scattered on the ground as Leirom moved behind me roughly. What did I say? The twins will kill me one day! The next day, I started planning on how I can fix the twin's bond. They need to make up because the tension is killing me. They share the same body, they shouldn't be fighting at all!

His body began to glow faintly, and for a moment, it seemed as though he was being pulled back from the brink of death. Freya’s heart raced with uncertainty, unsure of what consequences this act might unleash. But she couldn’t deny the surge of excitement within her, knowing that the outcome of their actions might reshape the course of their mission and their destiny. In that moment, the twins stood united in their endeavor, each driven by their own motives, bound by secrets and the desire for power. Little did they know that their actions would set in motion a chain of events that would alter the course of their lives forever.

Rohan turned red. They were twins—one icy blonde, the other a redhead. Otherwise, identical. “Zoe… hi, Zena,” Rohan replied, visibly flustered. I had never seen him this uncomfortable before. “Why don’t you go get your sister Serenya? Alpha Killian wants to speak with her.” They both nodded and ran off, giggling. “The Lycan King certainly has beautiful daughters,” I teased. “The twins clearly have a crush on you.” “They’re sixteen,” he muttered, clearing his throat.

What might have resulted to Maya's sudden love confession for the Twin brothers? To be continued... Next Chapter: Romantic relationship

I thought it was finally over, but one thing the twins certainly had in common was their intense stamina. They switched positions and it started all over again, and again, and again, until I passed out from exhaustion.