My Twin Novels & Stories

“I love the way you say my name,” Axel whispers against my neck. His breath is hot against my skin. “Axel,” I repeat. His name sounds like melted butter in my mouth. Sensual, seductive, wild. This is wrong. This is all wrong. I took a vow to commit to my husband. The first twin. Why the hell am I breaking that vow with the second, wilder twin? The wrong twin. The one that would surely ruin my life.

May 1st 2001: Dear Diary, Athena, Athena, Athena. It's always about her. Athena your so quiet. Athena wow you are such a talented surfer. Athena Athena Athena. I'm tired of hearing my twin sisters name. We could look the same but we are nothing alike.

We had suffered so much, yet our husbands didn't believe us and didn't even care about us! Back when my twin sister and I married the Smith twins, our story made the front page of the Avalon Times. Everyone said it was fate—the perfect match. Twin sisters marrying twin brothers sounded like something straight out of a fairy tale. People sent us their blessings, calling it the most romantic story of the year. But now? That fairytale had turned into something else entirely. Our marriages were far from perfect. They weren't even happy. They were devastating. "Lily, look at Annie's post," I choked, handing the phone to her.

Relief washed through me. Without those records, Giovanni could never truly be Giovanni again. He would exist only as Marco, the insignificant twin who had never touched the family's inner circle. The identity he had stolen with such care had just become his prison. After the funeral, Natalia tugged at my sleeve. Her voice dropped to a whisper, sharp with a child's instincts. "Mama, when Uncle Marco touched his nose just now, it was exactly like Papa. And the way he talks, too. It feels the same."

She had called but no response came. His chest heaved up and down. "Not them please". He had whispered. "Who?" She had asked softly, placing her hand on his shoulder. "Mates". He whispered. It had hit her like a bombshell. Her brother didn't say 'mate', he said 'mates'. Plural and not singular. She was yet to find her mate but she knew the whole drill. If you were a guy and turns out to be mated to a twin, you won't be mated to only one but the both of them, if you're a female twin, you and your twin sister would be mated to the same guy. As a twin guy, you are both mated to one girl. The girl in turn is mated to both of you. She always wondered how it went for male and female twins.

My gaze darted between the two men with identical faces. I was standing between them, and they really were like two peas in a pod. Same face shape, same eyes, the same thick lips. The only difference was the color and style of their hair, but at first glance, you could already tell they were identical twins. Yes, my daughter is married to a man who owns a bar, and he has a twin. Their names are cute, by the way-Cuan and Luan, these hot men in my daughter’s life. I could only feel jealous of her.

Fuck. Of course that isn't what happened. The twins enemies did not fucking do this. They did. They got bored of me. They fell out of love with me. Or maybe they realized that they never loved me. They just wanted to fuck me. I was the shiny, new, never before used toy and they wanted someone to have fun and use and that is what I was for them. That shiny, new, never before used toy. That someone they could have fun with. I am such a fucking stupid idiot.

I looked over at Ashley, who was watching me with concern. "We'll figure this out, Abby," Ashley said, taking my hand. "We'll keep looking until we find someone who can help." I nodded hoping she was right. My case just had to be different, Ashley and I were twins yet I was the one with weird symptoms. We shared the same womb for months, why was I the black sheep? Did my genes suddenly change or what, I needed an explanation.

Then I took shower and did all the morning routine. When I left the room I saw Alex was sitting on the dining table looking at his laptop and when I stood behind him I saw that it was the news about me and Josephine. Someone ahs dug out my history being twin sister of Josephine and also that how my sister is a professional at winning the competitions but this time the twin who has not even won a school competition wins the international competition. There was also the news that how I disregard my family and is now living as a mistress to a rich man. It also said that how I am jealous of my sister and always try to harm her. There was also a speculation in the article that I might have stolen

I held my wolf form this time a little longer and it gave me more time to talk to Michael. “ If your name is Michael, then who is Morgana?” I asked nervously. “ She is my twin sister. We both are your spirit wolves. It is very rare for a shifter to have two spirit wolves as their guide. You are a very special little girl! That is why you have shifted at such a young age.” He replies to my question. Once I returned to my human form, I became very tired and Mom said that I could stay home from school today and rest. But I was too excited to sleep.I just sat in front of the mirror in my room and stared at my reflection. I could see my eyes wanting to shift betwee