Loved By Twin Daddies Novels & Stories

" I snapped and scroll through Then I got the picture page He's really good looking,I think I know him from somewhere Oh man jennifer hope ,super model said was her crush,even the Korean actress too and also something is missing...... I was thinking very hard Then I opened my eyes widly Wait the son of Ambrose Hathaway the owner of the company,my sis works in I got flashes I gasped and held my held,this twin effect is really the weirdest "Aww twinnie is Inlove with him,who wouldn't be" I stared at his dreamy eyes, smiling sheepishly "Oh no beauty don't fall,he's your sis man,I will help her get him"

May 1st 2001: Dear Diary, Athena, Athena, Athena. It's always about her. Athena your so quiet. Athena wow you are such a talented surfer. Athena Athena Athena. I'm tired of hearing my twin sisters name. We could look the same but we are nothing alike.

🪷ISORA🪷 I nodded against the pillow. "Say it with your mouth." "I will be a good girl." The words came out breathy and I hated how much I meant them. I wanted to be good for him. Adrian started talking, his voice low and even, like he was reading from a book that had been written a long time ago. "Two boys were born into a family. Their father was the Alpha, and he loved the younger one more than the older one. The twin who was not loved harbored hatred in his heart. It grew there for years, fed by every look their father gave the other boy, every word of praise, every moment of attention."

The camaraderie of kindred spirits and the pulse of the city's heartbeat became the soundtrack to Evelyn's journey of empowerment and independence. Yet, the shadows of the past lingered in the recesses of her heart. The twins, a constant reminder of a love that had been both a source of joy and pain, were growing into reflections of her own strength and resilience. As she navigated the complexities of single motherhood, Evelyn found solace in the love she poured into their lives, a testament to her unwavering commitment to their shared future.

“Only for what I can do. What I can get them.” He swallowed hard. “But you looked at me like… like I was treasure.” Oh God. I pulled him gently into my lap. His little body trembled but didn’t pull away. “You are treasure,” I murmured into his hair. “Not something to use. Someone to love.” He leaned back enough to look up at me, eyes glassy. “Will Daddy still love me when the twins come or will he send me back to mommy?” His voice cracked. “Will he not need me anymore?”

“I love you too, my sweet girl. So, so much.” Damon watched us with that look that always made my heart stutter... soft, protective, full of so much love it sometimes felt too big for one person to hold. “Our family’s already perfect, Eve. You, me, Lily... and these two little troublemakers waiting to join us.” He spread his big hand gently over my belly, right where one of the twins was still moving. “We’re gonna make so many beautiful memories with all three of them. The messy kind. The loud kind. The kind where the house is never quiet and there’s always somebody needing something. But they’ll be ours. And they’ll be good.” “I know,” I whispered, leaning into him. “I just want it to be ev

Her brother chased after her, demanding justice—whatever that meant in toddler language. The front door opened, and Damien walked inside, immediately becoming the twins’ newest target. Both children launched themselves at him. He barely had time to react. The sight made me smile. Every single time. Because despite everything—despite his reputation, despite his past, despite all the darkness we had survived—Damien’s favorite title had become Dad. The realization never stopped making me happy. A few minutes later, I found myself standing by the living room window, watching the sunset the same way I often did. The twins played nearby. Damien sat on the floor helping build something that definit

He said as he proceeded to walk out of the room. My parents took me home just as perplexed as when we arrived. My Mother and Father both reassured me that their love for me had not changed. I was their eldest daughter and along with my sister Rebecca, we would always be their pride and joy. As the years quickly passed by, I didn’t shift very often but I could carry on long conversations with both of the wolves in my head. My Mother and Father kept it from our pack that I had two distinct wolves because I was being groomed to one day take over the pack from my Father because I was the eldest child. I would be the first Femme Alpha to ever run the Blood Ravens pack and my Father made sure that

The last text from Trevor had seven words that made my brain unable to think of anything else, “I’m sorry, but I still love you.” It made me wonder how I found myself in a situation where two boys were throwing the L word at me with so much ease, and it worried me that they meant it. I couldn’t recall ever telling Blake I loved him, but I knew how much I felt like saying it at different times. Trevor, on the other hand, I remembered saying it to him and how much I meant it. But as I walked out of the house with Xavier, I couldn’t tell who I loved between Blake and Trevor. I couldn’t love both of them at the same time. Right?

"Hope I am not signing my death warrant because this is getting crazy!!, oh take off the thought girl. It's the money we are talking about" As the lady went out of the car, the air in the room became hot, Travis played music as he increased the volume to the highest which cold blast of one's eardrum. While he was driving, his phone pinged and the caller ID showed " Bigie Twin" and he immediately picked it up. "Hey big bro, what's up man?" Travis answered smiling widely and the caller responded" Mummy said you are late, with whatever. She has just been calling my line!! I mean I can't have peace anymore"