Massimo Twin Brother Novels & Stories

"Jake, why are you laughing?" I called out with archer brows, hesitance creeping into my voice. He looked at me, a devilish grin I haven't seen on his face in all the time we've spent together curling on those sexy lips of his,"You speak about how we're in love with so much passion, Keliegh..." he started, voice turning steely. "But I was never in love with you, it was all a game. A facade. And you were just the right pawn to use." The whole world went blank at what happened next. **************** Keliegh needed a place to hide. A place to relieve herself of all her trouble and one that Jake would never find her again. But she never expected to find herself in her true mates pack, not one but two. And just like fate plays in an evening moonlight, Keleigh is welcomed in a new battle, one that seems so tough for her. Two mates, an ex lover, and a childhood friend who now wants her. Which would prevail?

The Robinson and Fowl families are both powerful, wealthy, and influential, deeply involved in legitimate business and mafia activities. To solidify their power and wealth, the Robinsons propose an alliance through marriage, which the Fowls agree to, thinking it will benefit both families. Unbeknownst to the Robinsons, the Fowls have twin daughters: Klarisse, who ran away from the mafia life to live independently, and Klara, who is frail and has always stayed with their parents. When Klara unexpectedly dies, the Fowls convince Klarisse to take her sister’s place in the arranged marriage to maintain the alliance. Klarisse marries Alexander Robinson, who is shocked to find out they already know each other. Alexander is secretly in love with Maxine, which Klarisse soon discovers. Despite her growing feelings for Alexander, Klarisse allows him and Maxine to meet secretly, hoping to respect their relationship. However, Maxine, feeling hurt and unwilling to be a mistress, decides to leave without informing anyone. Alexander is devastated by Maxine's disappearance, but Klarisse stands by him, revealing she had a twin sister who was supposed to marry him. Klarisse remains supportive despite Alexander’s initial anger, and over time, Alexander begins to fall in love with Klarisse. They build a peaceful and loving life together, eventually having fraternal twins. However, chaos erupts when Alexander’s enemy resurfaces and kidnaps Maxine. Feeling obligated to rescue her due to their past, Alexander faces his cunning enemy, who also captures Klarisse. In a final showdown, Alexander navigates through his enemy’s traps to save both Maxine and Klarisse, with the help of both families. After the rescue, Alexander makes it clear that he no longer loves Maxine and returns to his happy life with Klarisse and their twins. The families strengthen their alliance, and peace is restored.

I always thought my wife was just an ordinary "brother-loving sister," the kind who would do anything for her brother. But one night, I watched in frozen horror as she dismembered her brother in our storage room. Then, as if nothing had happened, she turned and looked straight at me. She flashed her usual gentle smile. "Honey," she called softly, her voice sweet and familiar—exactly the same as always.

Alpha King Sergius of the Northern Territories is cursed to go mad during the seventh blood moon which is just one year away. Pressured into political marriage, he seeks escape at a dingy bar where he meets Fiona, a downtrodden waitress who awakens as his true mate during their one-night stand. His vicious rejection sends her fleeing into the arms of his estranged brother, Alpha Cyprius of the Southern Territories. Years later, when Sergius discovers only his true mate can break the curse, he must win back the woman who now loves his brother.

Nadia Thompson had been in a high-profile, five-year relationship with Harry Jones, the kind everyone in Highport City’s upper social circle knew about. On the day they were supposed to get married and register their marriage, she got ditched. Nadia had enough. She swore a vicious oath, walked away, and turned her fiance into her ex-boyfriend. After one phone call from a certain someone, she got married on impulse. She registered her marriage with Julian Jones, Harry's older brother, despite them not getting along well. Julian was a well-known heir in Highport City’s upper social circle and a terrifying financial shark who built his own empire overseas. After they married, he spoiled Nadia and indulged her in everything. When Harry humiliated Nadia and called her worthless, Julian sent him crashing straight to the floor. "My wife's the apple of my eye, the one I hold the dearest. No matter how she is, I will spoil her. If you say one more word about her, I can get your name erased from the Jones family records!" Only much later did Nadia learn that the man she used to fear had loved her in secret for a decade, and that their marriage was part of a plan he laid long ago…

Zayne Bellandi was never supposed to matter. Not as my best friend’s brother, not even as my ex-boyfriend’s best friend. And definitely not like this. He’s dangerous, annoying, untouchable. The kind of man who ruins lives without even trying. But one night blurred every line I swore I’d never cross. Now he looks at me like I already belong to him, like walking away isn’t an option. And maybe it isn’t. Because the more I try to resist him… the more I realized I don’t want to.

The moment I opened the door, I never imagined that my fiancé would be in bed with my best friend, both of them wearing nothing. I went absolutely crazy and charged toward them, wanting nothing more than to kill the two of them. But my fiancé shoved me to the floor and, turning it around, blamed me instead. "Rosalind," he sneered, "if you hadn't been so self-righteous and refused to sleep with me, I wouldn't have cheated!" Fine. Since he no longer wanted me, I married his older brother. On the day of the wedding, I smiled at him and said, "Norris, guess what? I'm your sister-in-law now."

For as many years as I've been married, I've lived as a widow in all but name. Desperate for a child, my husband even pushed me into his brother's bed. It was only when I lay in his brother's bed that I truly understood what it means to experience the passionate ecstasy between a man and a woman, a desire so intense it felt like life and death.

On my eighteenth birthday, Alpha Alex Seinfeld placed photos of his two sons in front of me and told me to choose one to be my mate. Without hesitation, I chose his eldest son, Eric Seinfeld. Every werewolf in the room stared in disbelief. After all, everyone thought I was hopelessly obsessed with his younger son, Wayne Seinfeld. I had long decided that I would become his mate. In the past life, I got exactly what I wanted and completed the marking ceremony with Wayne. Because of that, he successfully inherited the Alpha position. But not long after the ceremony, I discovered he had been secretly seeing my younger sister, Nala Graham. My father flew into a rage and married Nala off to the Greywind Pack in the south. Wayne believed I was the one behind it. From that day forward, he hated me. He surrounded himself with countless shewolves. Every one of them looked similar to Nala. I knew he was trying to punish me. On the day my sister Nala gave birth to the Greywind Pack Alpha's pup, Wayne secretly replaced my pregnancy medicine with slow-acting wolfsbane. I died with resentment while pregnant with my unborn pup. Thanks to the Moon Goddess, I was given a second chance at life. This time, I decided to let them be with each other. What I never expected was that the Moon Goddess had also given Wayne a second life. He had been reborn too.

"Give me a baby, sweetheart." My husband, Don Nico, whispered, kissing me as he drove deep inside, making us come together. I rested in his arms, feeling his heart hammer against his ribs. He was crazy for me. A month later, on our anniversary, I gave him his wish. A positive pregnancy test. I drove to his private casino, ready to give him the surprise of his life. But I stopped outside the VIP room. The door was cracked open. I heard him bragging to his men. "The wedding's in a week. Scarlett still has no idea she's been sleeping with both of us." He gestured to the man beside him. A mirror image. His twin brother, Marco. "Last time, she was all over him, begging him for a baby." A low rumble of laughter went through the room. My blood ran cold. Someone piped up, nervous. "But Boss, what if she finds out?" Nico just scoffed. The sound was pure ice, pure control. "What's she gonna do? She has nothing without me. I gave all her best work to Bianca. She's the art world's new star. Scarlett's career is dead. I killed it. Her only choice is to be a good little Donna and beg for my scraps." That casual cruelty… it shattered my heart. He destroyed me for another woman. Played me for a fool. Any love I had for him died in that instant. I pulled out my phone. I found the message I'd been ignoring. The curator offer from that top European foundation. I typed my reply: "Yes." He thought I was his to break? He was wrong. In seven days, I would be gone. Vanished from his world for good.