Les Twins Fanfic Novels & Stories

~Third Person~ Everything happened so fast. One minute, the twins are on stage, ready to accept their role as Alphas of the Emerald Lake Pack and introduce their Lunas and the next minute, Landon is running one way with Lincoln running the other. Landon and Lincoln, both, recognized their mate in the audience, but only Landon was ready to accept his fate. It isn’t that Lincoln was against the idea of fated mates, he just wasn’t ready for it. He has always been iffy about having to share a mate with his brother. He understood the fact that identical twins shared a mate because they were halves of the same egg, but he never really felt okay with him. He had always been afraid that he would bec

Destined to Love the Twin Brothers follows Wren Casey, a guarded young architect who restores furniture on the side, as she’s drawn into the lives of identical twin brothers Declan and Rory Ashworth. Declan is warm, confident, and immediate; Rory is quiet, observant, and slow to reveal himself. A business partnership between Wren’s firm and the family’s woodworking company keeps her close to both, and what begins as professional collaboration becomes two real, distinct romantic connections she cannot rank against each other. Wren initially assumes she must eventually choose. Her honesty forces Declan and Rory into the first truly candid conversation of their adult lives, exposing an old i

I cry out as Dark grinds his pelvis against mine and both Thane and Thake take a nipple each into their mouths, heightening my approaching orgasm. I don’t question why both Dream Guardian twins are here, flicking their tongues across my erect nipples as Dark continues to pound into me. There was a time when I had fantasised about the twins claiming me and treating me like a goddess that Aunt Nova swears, will happen when my mate claims me.

Lynn said, shivering. “Listen, if you thought Trixie was batshit crazy and a pregnant Mina dangerous. The Olsen twins makes them look like angels.” “Wait, the Olsen twins? isn’t that from some human Tv show? You made me watch that show while you were in the hospital. Those little girls were adorable and sweet.” Hunter said looking at Ji’lahni as Makahi growled remembering how close they use to be. “Hunter, we called them The Olsen twins because they are the total opposite of them sweet little girls.” Ji’lahni responded. “Hey, Lahni we done said their names two too many times let’s not say their names no more please.” Mina said, looking around like they weren’t on a Jet thousands of miles in

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.

Together, the twins infused the castle with a dynamic energy that kept everyone on their toes, their antics a perpetual source of joy and laughter for family and friends alike. With the moon casting a silver glow over their home, illuminating the path ahead for their children, Star and Julius felt a surge of anticipation for the adventures that awaited Jayce and Liam. With their endless potential and unwavering resolve, the twins were on the brink of forging their own legacy—one that would weave new chapters into the rich narrative of their family’s immortal saga.

“Madonna mia. Look at you. You’re huge.” Emilia swatted her arm, laughing. “It’s been a month! What did you expect?” “Twins or not, you look like you’ve swallowed a melon,” Isadora teased, but her voice was soft with awe. She rested a hand gently over Emilia’s stomach. “They’re really in there. Alive. I can’t believe it.” “They’re fighters,” Emilia whispered, her hand covering Isadora’s. “Just like us.” Their laughter dissolved into another tight hug, the kind only twins could share—the kind that stitched together every wound, every scar.

I will have sex with a complete stranger—to the man that my twin is supposed to marry. “Are you leaving?” My mother asked when we were about to leave. Theodore paid his respect to my mother and eyed me for a moment. “I'll go inside first,” he uttered and finally let go of my hand. “You're doing well,” she commented, wearing that strange smile. I can tell that she was not happy—she’s probably not. My twin just died and we are here, attending her supposed wedding. “I might be your stubborn daughter, Mom…but please, don't worry about me. I got this. I always got this,” I assured her and held her hands.

I could only stare, then, as Cedric pulled his hand away and licked up the remnants of my arousal that Caspar had left on his thumb. “Traitor!” I thought to my wolf. “They’ve abused us, and you’re making me aroused!” “We have not one mate, but two, beautiful and perfect,” she purred. “How could I resist?” I felt sick, and yet I couldn’t bring myself to stop the twins as they reached for my towel. I stood, letting my wet hair cascade down my back, and bit my lip as I looked down at them. But just as their fingers brushed the bottom of my towel, they both pulled away.

Kaelynn answered, and the twins exchanged glances. "On second thought, we'll just sleep in Kaelynn's room," the twins murmured, and I saw Kaelynn blush. Hmmm... It seems she likes one of the twins, as seen by her blushing. This is going to be a lot of fun. TO BE CONTINUED