Monster High Twins Novels & Stories

“He used my power against me and it hurts. Oh, goddess, it hurts.” The Hunter she had tried to command shook his head with a chuckle, and as both men closed in on us, I picked up on an unsettling detail. They were practically the same person. Identical twins. The observation had barely registered before one of them called out. “You shouldn’t have come here,” he said. Then his double finished: “Now, this will be the last place you ever see.” It was eerie to listen to the similarities they shared even down to tone and cadence, but there was no time to dwell on it. Malcolm and I shared a look, and without a word we both stood to our full heights, each facing an opponent.

Chris then started introducing them one by one, starting with a twin couple. Both of the twins were a copy of each other. They were indeed what you can call - true twins. Both of them share brown chocolate wavy hair, blue eyes that were sort of attractive, but not the same as my mate's eyes. They were tall, with very friendly appearances. Yet, they both scream power. Those two twins were based on Chris's introduction are Alexander, Benjamin. And they both can control fire and water individually.

of the Earth. He hated them. We saw his cruelty. But he didn’t know anything else about these twins. The prophecy didn’t say when they will be born, or what kind of supernatural they will be. So, he hired a dark witch to find out for him. Cora was the most powerful dark witch at that time. She used her dark magic to find out about the twins. She said they will be born on a full moon, about 30 years from now. She couldn’t see their gender or their kind, but she saw they will both have a birthmark on their right shoulder blade. In the shape of a moon. They will be a gift from the Moon Goddess. Victor was satisfied. He said he will give the order in 25 years to bring him all twin babies born o

“But the twins changed. They became greedy. They took what they wanted. They broke laws. They ruled with fire and war. They forced others to follow them. If anyone said no, they punished them. If any pack stood against them, they burned it to the ground. If any packs or people won't succumb to their imposing and hard rules and regulations, they desk with them mercilessly. They throw them into the dungeons, have them treated like animals, whip the hell out of them and sometimes most of those people can't bear the harsh life and die.” The room was quiet again. Only the deep voice of the Council filled it. “They thought no one could stop them,” the old man said. “They thought they were powerful

she questioned and Nick stared at her in silent "I just found out the most terrible news about myself. I just found out my twin sister has different parents," she said and Nick raised his eyebrow "Yes, Chantel has a different mother and father even though my mum gave birth to both of us. My mum took a surrogate deal and she met with my father and somehow I was born alongside Chantel," she narrated

He asked, smiling at them. Her sons looked to her, silently checking to see if they could really trust this man. She gave them a weak smile and that was all the assurance they needed. "I'm Danny and this is Damien. We're twins." "Hey. You didn't let me say my name. You're always doing this…" "You're too slow. I had to say it for you…" "Not fair…" "Boys, boys." Asher said, tapping them both on their little shoulders. "No need to fight. How about this, since we're all so stressed, including your mom, how about we all go to Disneyland."

Cameron's voice booms as he engulfs Gustav in a hug, and Gustav laughs along, surprising the twins to the core. It laughs? The twins think in unison. While the two sisters stare on with ridiculous expressions on their faces, Gustav glances at them after breaking the hug with Cameron, that out of worldly smile still in his face. “Jewels indeed.” I’m sorry what? Gustav’s words almost sends the girls into a gagging fit, knowing now that all of it is just an act. He’s pretending to be a nice, humble family man instead of the monster that he is.

" The nasty guy said with a look of disdain. The twins turn their body and look who's the fella talking too. This person is one of the disgusting fellas here in Warshwall city, Motis. With a big build, scroungy body and a big scar on his forehead. The twins knew his not a good guy. There's also other members from his group with special characteristics. The Mohawk guy who's named "The hair" and the pig fella named "Tan". These twins were from the modern world and if something happened, they knew they can talk it out calmly without any bloodshed, especially for Zia. She's a delicate girl. "Well, well, well. Hello there, Mr. Motis. How's your day today, good sir?" Zia asks with a lovable smile.

As we were leaving, Dave called out to us. “Wait! You haven’t answered my question. Who are you and who are those twins?” he asked again. I looked at the twins before answering. “We’re just people you don’t know, Mr. Dave Mondragon Santiago. Goodbye.” I turned to open the door, only for Dave’s father to enter, puzzled by the twins’ sadness. He looked at me. “My dear,” he said softly. “I’m sorry,” he added. I just gave him a small smile.

I fell on the chair. He’s right. Nothing changes the fact that he is my brother and my twin. I always thought back in the past that because we are twins, we will live together forever, doing everything together, having each other's backs because that is how twins are to function. But I find myself drifting further away from Eric. It’s even more like we are strangers. God made me the stronger one and him kind of the weaker one. I’m to be his strength and him my weakness. But I don’t have a weakness because everything is my weakness.