My Twin Brother Novels & Stories

I waited for Matt to shower and put on new clothes before bringing up what had been revealed to me by the being of light. He sat on the edge of the bed while I kneeled behind him, drying his hair with a towel as he listened to me. His mind seemed afar and I had yet to ask him THE question. -"Matt, do you by any chance have a twin brother?" His head turns suddenly in my direction, to then face forward once again. He goes quiet for a while and just before I give up on the subject, he answers my question. -"I don't remember him, and it's not something people discuss openly since my father commanded them to forget, but yes, at one point, I had a twin brother. He died a long time ago, in the same

Tony said, shooting me a thumbs up. Huh. Sometimes I forget that he can be pretty intuitive too. Corey's my twin brother. He was born five minutes before me, so by his calculations, that makes me his younger sister. Without a doubt, he's our parent's favorite. Who can blame them? He has an easy charm and remains humble and kind despite being a prodigy.

My books were almost to my chin as I walked to the kitchen, grabbed a bite of toast from my brother; TB’s plate. ‘Hello, oracle’, my brother, TB said. TB means Tamuno Belema. He was teasing me as usual. TB was my twin brother and unlike me, he was at the top of the high school food chain; popular, a jock and just good looking. I was good looking too, I mean which black person on the earth ain’t fine but I was the weird twin, the lesser twin but I didn’t care actually.

“My name is Edward.” “Well Edward I don't know what to do concerning you. You are my brother?! That's crazy. My parents, I mean, our parents never told me that they gave birth to a boy.” “That's probably because they didn't want you to be any sadder If they told you that your twin brother is missing.” “Twin brother?” I said, feeling shocked a second time. “We're twins?!” I asked. “Yes,” he nodded, “And stop acting so surprised everytime, it's annoying.”

Saoirse thought to herself. “I want you to meet my brother’s family. You might like them,” Alex said over lunch. “You have other family members!” Saoirse exclaimed. “Of course, why is that surprising?” Alex raised his eyebrows. “I don’t know…I just assumed you were the only child,” she shrugged. “Well, as I said, I have a brother. A twin brother, in fact,” he smirked. “Wow! So, he is another you?” she exclaimed. “Yup, I know what you are thinking. How can the world handle two of us when we look this good, right? But I am still better looking,” he grinned and pointed at himself.

“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.

“I found out who the father of the baby is.” I stopped pacing, my heart pounding loud in my chest. “Who?” I demanded. There was a little pause on the other hand, then he spoke. “It’s Kian Xavier, your twin brother.” “WHAT?!” I screamed, my eyes widening in disbelief. “K-Kian?” I asked again. “Yes boss, you heard me right,” he confirmed. “And that’s not all…he offered her a contract marriage.” A cold dread seeped into my bones as the words echoed in my mind.

Now her little sister has been dragged into that world too. Her stomach hurt as she watched him. His face was calm, hard to read. He knows, she thought. He has to know. He knew she wasn't doing it alone. She joined his enemies. She pulled the trigger. And they all thought the devil was dead. But he wasn't. He came back richer. Stronger. Colder. Now she was way up in the air, with her twelve-year-old sister next to her... and the man she tried to kill sitting across the way.

I glared at him. “Do you know Gabriel is my brother? Yeah, my blood brother. We are twin, Fraternal twin.,” He revealed, my mouth dropped to the floor while my brain processed the chance of them truly being twins, they are like opposites, while one likes talking, the other keeps quiet. “How is that possible? I wasn’t told.” I retorted, he was about to answer me when a text message beeped on his face and his eyes became cold and distant, something had happened, I could feel the blood rushing to my head while I waited for him to spill.

“Not at all. What’s on your mind?” Channary hesitated, smoothing invisible wrinkles from her blouse before continuing. “The girls mentioned you told the class stories about being a twin. They said you have a brother?” Claire nodded, her smile widening at the thought of her twin. “Yes, my brother, Caleb. We’re identical twins, and we’ve always been close. Shared everything growing up—clothes, pranks, you name it.” Channary’s lips curved into a faint smile, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “What about… pain?”