My Twin Brother Novels & Stories

His shoulders were slumped and defeated-looking. "What's going on?" I asked urgently as I approached him. His eyes focused on me, glazed from too much alcohol. For a long moment he just stared at me wordlessly. Then finally he spoke. "I have a twin brother, Ella." I rocked back slightly in surprise. A twin? I had known Trent for years growing up, yet never once did I know he had a brother, let alone a twin. "I...I don't understand," I stammered. "How come you never told me before?"

For a minute, I doubt he's going to say anything. "I'm not keeping secrets to hurt you, Ava," he says, voice low but steady. "I'm keeping them to protect you." I laugh. "Of course. The classic line." "No, listen to me," he says quickly, standing now. "My past... it's not something I'm proud of. I have a brother. A twin. Not necessarily the same day-we were born twenty-four hours apart. But we're identical. Grew up together, did everything together. And then we hit this pit of a fight..."

Rosalia Twin? Twin? Fucking Twin? I have a Twin sister? Why the hell is my life so complicated?! Just a few hours ago, I learnt I have an older brother, now I have a twin too? Slowly digesting that bombshell of information, I asked him "I have a Twin?" "Yes, you do.Your twin sister is Chester's pawn and had always antagonise you" His hand tightened further on my waist. Why would my twin hate me? Weren't twins supposed to be each other's soulmates or whatever people say?

I didn't even realize I said the words until Rhys blurted, “Twin?” “Yes. Mariel is my twin brother. There I said. The last and final secret!” I spat. “So are you going to fucking help me save the people he gave his life for or should I go alone because I fucking can!”

“Eggs and toast okay?” I nodded and took a seat at the island. Pulling the towel from my hair, I started drying it. “So which twin are you?” I asked, unable to figure it out. He paused and raised his head to look at me. “You can’t tell?” I shook my head. “Nope. You and your brother look exactly the same to me.” “My brother’s a little more muscular than me and his hair a bit longer.” He slipped an egg onto the toast and placed the pan back on the stove. “We both have tattoos.”

I whispered trying to catch my breath. "Why?" He replied gently sliding in and out of my wet hole. "Because I'm your twin brother's girlfriend and this is forbidden, I said dripping wet from my cum. "It doesn't matter, what are twins for, we shared a womb, we could share the same girl too" He said with a grin on his face as he doubled his thrust inch by inch tearing me apart. "You know my brother’s sloppy seconds aren’t usually my style, I could go on and on until I break you,”

Essence said, looking at the couple who couldn't take their eyes off each other. “Hey, I'm Kekoa’s twin brother Kekoe, and what's your name? Another giant stepped out from behind Kekoa, reaching out his hand to Nyasia. “I know you fucking lying, I know damn well I'm not drunk or on drugs but I'm seeing two giants that look exactly alike. I know damn well he wasn't here the entire damn time.” Kymoni said hitting Essence in the arm pointing at the other big guy that walked out of nowhere. “What are you talking about? He has been here the entire time. He is just really quiet, he doesn't talk much. He says he prefers to stay in the background watching over his little brother. Yea we get it, they

Jack stiffened, his mouth hanging open. He was under the impression that a massive tidal wave had crashed through him, washing his entire world away. ‘Twin brother!’ In his six years of life, he had never known that he had a sibling, let alone a twin. He gaped at the boy, who was staring back at him with the same shock and surprise.

¬Rosie He looks exactly as I remember. There’s no doubting which of my two brothers this is; we are practically identical. He’s my twin, my other half. We always used to say he was older than me, because he was so much more matured, outgoing and experienced. He had older friends, older girlfriends and was almost always better than me at everything he did. I was devastated when him and our oldest brother were killed in the accident. It was his death that hit me the most, because despite the fact that we didn’t always get along, we were the closest.

It was crazy cause I utterly forget that such person existed. So that jerk had a twin. Come to think of it, how did his twin brother knew me and my name? Because I was certain that slime bastard wouldn't mention me to anyone, not even an animal. "Your twin is a jerk." Those words outflowed before I could stop myself. And the boy, what ever his name was, scoffed.