Miya Twins Novels & Stories

Mia agreed with a smile. Beau brushed her hair back over her shoulder and kissed her again, and Mia knew she’d made the best decision of her life, choosing Mr. Whitaker, the younger twin. She would never have to submit to Sam Whitaker again, and in Beau, she’d find everything she could possibly need.

Liora asked as Lily handed her the phone. “See,” Lily said. Liora took the phone, her brows pulled up in a puzzle as she stared at the screen. Fiona moved closer to look at the phone too. There they were, her twins, with their cute smiles dancing like they had no care in the world. “These are Amelia and Adrian?” Liora asked, looking up at them. “Yes, and they are being called the Shirt Twins,” Lily said, pointing at the hashtag. Liora looked at the screen again, and she could not bring herself to get annoyed. The joy on their faces was heavenly, and when the other kids joined them, it became brighter.

Sebastian’s gaze didn’t waver. Neither did Mia’s. The girl stood up slowly, arms still crossed tight over her chest. She didn’t move closer. Her stare pinned Ezra in place. “Hey, baby," Ezra rasped, voice cracking halfway through. He bent forward slightly, trying to meet her at eye level. "You remember me?" Mia’s mouth tightened. "I do but they’re six,” she said sharply, nodding at the twins. “They barely remember you.” Ezra’s chest twisted. He deserved that. He hadn’t been here. Not enough.

“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.

Conversely, Matilda only chuckled softly before smiling a little, satisfied to have won this little round. The car slowed as Harry took the final turn towards the twins' prep school. Colonial-style buildings with spacious playgrounds came into view, and the sounds of children's chatter and laughter could already be heard even though we were still in the distance. I patted Matilda's shoulder gently. “It's done. You look beautiful.” “Thanks, Ma,” she replied as she checked her braids on the small screen of her tablet. Her gaze soon shifted to Theo, and she grinned. “Look, Theo, I'm even prettier than your voice.”

How will she deal with MONTHS? The next time Viatrix looked back, neither of the twins was on her heels. She sniffed the air, but their scents had dispersed. Well fuck, they are probably planning a pincher move or similar. Listening for them did nothing. Their gift allowed them to move silently. They could stomp around this island, and we wouldn’t hear them. They had the advantage; not only could they move silently, but this was their territory while Viatrix and I’d just followed the trail to look for the signs.

The man and his lover were so cruel to her that she would not be able to forget the event of her expulsion when she had just given birth to her baby. "Let me live quietly with my son, and you live quietly with your other son," Virginia said. "I won't calm down before you give away my son. They are twins, but you separate them from me." Virginia laughed contemptuously. She felt her life had been played with, so she now had to see the man again. This woman reminisced about her bitter past. ***

“You have a meeting today, do you remember?” “I don’t care, they can wait. Please hon, just a quick—” “Dada, I’m done washing u—p. Good morning, Dad.” They immediately separated from each other when Mia suddenly burst into their room. “Opps… I’ll be going to the twins. And… I don’t mind having another twin sibling. The more the merrier.” “MIA!” Sean called out his own daughter out of embarrassment but all he could hear in response was the sound of the door being closed.

Sophia was so furious that she stammered, pointing the finger at Sol, and stomped her feet. Miya watched them argue and shook her head while thinking, it's so pathetic. Three women fighting for one man?! Really? I don't want to be part of this. Miya heaved a sigh and turned to leave. "Miya!" It was the clear and pleasant voice of Jodie, but Miya wasn't sure if she was pleased to see Jodie now. She would rather be alone. Jodie gave her a hug, looking as cheerful as usual. Then she saw Sol and was shocked. "Holy Jesus! Who's this? Miya, I didn't know you had a twin sister!" She exclaimed.

And all this time… Michael was Mia’s twin. Mia broke. The sobs she had been holding in poured out, shaking her fragile frame. “They killed my parents… they stole my life… they took my brother from me…” Her voice fractured as she buried her face against Darren’s chest. “All this time, I thought I was alone. And he was right there. My brother… he never knew.”