Made In Abyss Twins Novels & Stories

At the end of the meeting, they agreed to wait for answers from their godmother, before thinking of the next step. ** HUMAN TERRITORY It's the twins' eighteenth birthday, everyone was ready to celebrate with them. Jabal was dressed and ready to party. His hair was now fully red and he had to dye it black to hide its color. He was dressed in red ripped-off trousers and a white shirt, paired with a white boot. He combed his hair and packed it into a man's bun. After giving the last touch to his hair, he walked out of his room to his sister's.

Blue smoke spat up, curling like snakes into the night, twisting in eerie patterns, beckoning. "Not what I saw," he said, voice gravelly. "What they showed me." I primed myself ahead with the fear creeping up my spine. The smoke was winded and twisted. And then I saw them. Our twins. But not in babyhood. One stood bathed in blazing light, flame dancing from their fingertips. The other… eyes pitch-black, shrouded in mist and shadow, splitting the earth at their feet. And between us? Fabian and I were torn asunder. Screaming. Straining.

This is it. I walk out to my mates sitting on the sofa, both with a glass one quarter filled with amber liquid. The twins finish off their drinks and saunter towards me, their eyes darker than usual. Ajax leans in close and kisses my cheek while Aries takes my hand planting a sweet small kiss on the top of it before they both compliment how I look and begin to escort me down from our floor to the front of the house. The twins look as delicious as always in crisp navy suits and tie with white dress shirts, they fit perfectly not hiding the abundance of rippling muscles.

It was bedtime now, and the twins had gone down relatively easy, perhaps that was because they were full tonight, either way, it made night activities easier. Annabelle turned off the lights to the makeshift bed that she had learned a few months ago was actually called a ‘bathtub’, but filled with blankets; it made the perfect bed for the twins. She walked over to the still-lit common room then examined the groups that had formed. Out of the twenty-four, four of them were not allowed in the field for any ‘muscle’ work: the twins, the recently pregnant Trie and her.

pleaded the twins dressed in maroon royal clothes opening a peace appeal. Nadhea glared sharply at the twins who used to laugh over Nadhea falling me the abyss the first time before Zayn and Brittany decided the end of the plan. "Just name the right person and give proof, the bastards don't know themselves!"

Meaning the Abyss. Meaning I’d kept my promise for six hours. The world set it on fire anyway. A healer came in. Stopped. Stared. “I’m fine, " Lyra told her. Voice royal. Final. "Check the babies. Then leave.” The healer did. Hands shaking. "Two heartbeats. Strong. Stronger than before. Whatever happened… it fed them.” Fed them. Ancient blood. Silver Queen. Twins. One Alpha, one Lycan.

I looked over at Ashley, who was watching me with concern. "We'll figure this out, Abby," Ashley said, taking my hand. "We'll keep looking until we find someone who can help." I nodded hoping she was right. My case just had to be different, Ashley and I were twins yet I was the one with weird symptoms. We shared the same womb for months, why was I the black sheep? Did my genes suddenly change or what, I needed an explanation.

Zyran didn’t even pretend, the instant the second girl touched him, he snarled. Not a warning but a threat and the whole room froze causing the girl to jump back like she’d been burned, eyes wide. Her friend immediately backed away from Zaiden too, hands up like she didn’t want to die today. “Idiots,” Abigail muttered under her breath, glaring at both twins. “They’re princes. People try to seduce them all the time. This display is stupid.” I shrugged, pretending my insides weren’t twisting. “Not my problem.”

She cut me off from my only brother and placed me under the care of my grandmother. At the very least, I can now say that I live in peace. *** I was alone on the rooftop. No one ever wanted to be friends with me, as usual. I consider that ghosts are the only companions I have. "Uwah, Kizuna Ai is adorable!" I murmured something to myself, and it wasn't long before the stream began to play on its own. However, a random video appeared in the stream. "Huh?" Surprisingly, the stream changed.

A gentle voice echoed from the sky: "Twins, born of unique bond and love, one destined to change the world." The trio awoke simultaneously, morning light streaming through the gaps in the curtains. Their eyes locked, each reflecting the profound impact of the dream. The joy and wonder in their gazes were palpable. The room was abuzz with excitement and speculation. "What if," Mateo hesitated, his voice thick with emotion, "one of the twins is mine, and the other Archer's?" The notion, though unprovable due to their identical DNA, was tantalizing.