Novel & Cerita My Twin Brother

It seems you already know the reason why we're here. Old one: Keyinde omo olufunke omo Àsàbí!!! Keyinde: That's my mother and Grandmother's name. How do you know that? Old one: I've been watching the great twin brother and sister from their birth till this moment and I will continue until I die then the one next to me, that is the one with the key to finding your brother will take my place. The answer to what you seek is very difficult. So many lives will be lost after which so many people will be free.

I opened and took out the first book. “Do you have a spare pen?” Sam asked and I nodded. “Yeah, please wait–” “Omg! The twin brothers are here!” “Hunter is so hot!” “I wish it was me in place of Vanessa beside Ryder!” A sudden commotion erupted in the hallways. I stopped taking out my stuff and turned around to see the infamous twins. Soon my ears felt like bleeding by how the girls were going crazy over them. However, their presence was unavoidable. Their magnetic features drew the attention of the crowd as they walked through the halls. I couldn't help but steal a few glances because it was almost impossible to ignore such different presences.

“Is it because he’s stronger? More confident? More ruthless in bed that you can’t get enough of him. Does he whisper to you all the beautiful words that I cannot?” “Stop it, just stop it… Kenny.” I said, my body shaking from pain and embarrassment. Every word he said sounded painful. I couldn’t imagine his pitiful look in this state. “I never wanted to compete with my own brother.” Kenny continued. The hallway became painfully quiet. Then Kenny laughed softly. “But somehow I’ve been doing it my entire life.” The words settled heavily between us. Because suddenly I realized this wasn’t about me alone. Whatever existed between the twins had begun long before I arrived.

Rolling my eyes, I said, “Damien, quit it.” “You’re psychic. How did you know it was me?” he asked with amusement playing on his face. “You’re the only one who annoys me to death.” I started, looking back at my phone. Damien is my twin brother. He is tall, buff. He has dark brown hair, ruby eyes, strong eyebrows and an angular jaw. He was dressed in a gray three-piece tux, his hair gelled back. “You look human,” I quipped. “Still the MD.” He added.

When Noah words just fell, Adam who he thought of would get silent and not talk any more nonsense suddenly chimed in once again just after his words fell, "Did you know that we are twin brother so our favorite were all the same?" Cameron eyes widened up but then nodded her head, thinking secretly that such logic makes sense. Noah gritted his teeth listening to such nonsense. What twin brother?! A twin brother will never dare and have the guts to steal the fiancee of his own twin brother! This sudden twin brother that appear before him? Sorry, he does not accept such person. "That's nonsense, did you not heard of a saying that twins even if they have the same face and physique, they have pola

I once had a twin, Brawn. We had been inseparable, born in the same minute, always told we shared one soul in two bodies. He had been loud where I was quiet, bold where I was gentle. He had laughed like the world couldn’t touch them, and I had believed him. Even after our parents died, Brawn made it seem like they could make it. Just the two of them.

"I think about it every day. If I had opened the door that day, would Caleb still be alive?" He shook his head. "There's no if." "I know." She smiled bitterly. "But I can't let it go." They stood in front of the grave. A breeze carried the scent of osmanthus to them. Daniel suddenly said, "Priscilla, don't blame yourself. Caleb wouldn't blame you." Her eyes welled up with tears. "How would you know?" He looked at my photo on the gravestone and said softly, "Because he was my brother. He has the kindest heart.

Isolde’s POV I had a twin—Isla. Yeah, I know. The names? Tragic. Go ahead and blame our parents for thinking rhyming was cute. Isla was the golden child. We were identical down to the last eyelash, but somehow, she always sparkled a little more. Boys tripped over themselves for her. She was sweet, graceful, soft-spoken, basically the lead role in a fairy tale. Me? I was the background noise. Loud, impulsive, stubborn as hell, and apparently allergic to rules. Definitely not the favorite.

Now, seeing the fruits of all those years of effort, I couldn't be prouder. "Mom, we owe it all to you for raising us so tirelessly all these years…" "Yeah, Mom. Without your patient guidance, we'd never have made it this far…" The twins had always been filial and considerate. They knew how much I had sacrificed for them, and often promised that once they graduated and found good jobs, they would ensure I lived out my old age in comfort. Their words filled me with warmth. And then I remembered—two days from now would be their birthday.

I don’t let it cloud my mind for too long. Once our breaths finally even out. Jake’s arms find their way around me and we cuddle while still naked, sweaty, and sticky but it’s the last thing on my mind. I lay my head on his bare chest and we both end up falling asleep after having the best sex of my life. Suddenly my eyes shoot open and the first thing that comes to mind is what the hell did I just do. I just slept with my best friend's twin brother.