Novel & Cerita My Twin Sister

"You are such a jerk. And who says I don't have an accommodating twin?" "You did. One sister, twelve years younger than you." "For your information, Mister Know-it-all, I have an identical double-cousin. We look so much alike we could confuse our own parents. And to this day, she worships me and would do anything I say. Anything." She grinned at me, knowing full well she'd scored a point. I sat there, brain stunned. Like getting my bell rung in a game. Finally I grasped at a straw. "There's still the flat head."

I give her a gentle smile. “When you were in Mommy’s tummy, you weren’t alone. There were two tiny babies growing there at the same time. One of them was you… my Cora.” I squeeze her hands softly. “And the other one was another little girl. That means you have a sister. A twin—someone who was born at the same time as you.” Cora’s eyes literally pop out, her jaw dropping slightly. “What are you saying, Mommy? I have a twin? A sister? A twin sister?”

My head turned to Dante who was shocked himself, staring at me with just as much wonder. “ I have a mother. And a father. Dante, I have a sister!” I was literally ready to jump out of that chair and dance or something. “ I have a family.” I said lowly, still not believing, my head shaking. “ And a twin sister, I have a twin sister Dante. What is a twin sister?” I was fully turned to Dante at that point and it was one of the best days of my life. I had family, and a twin sister.

“Hmm, and yet, you do not hesitate to make use of the resources I offer.” “Oh, it can't be helped,” I say. As the waiter arrives and we make our order, my mind goes through the reason as to why we are in this situation. Tanya is actually my twin sister. We are identical twins. Both of us were born in the Varon pack. And we were so connected. We did everything together, felt the same things, liked the same things, believed the same things. The only difference was in our characters. While I approached life with a sense of discipline and control and then chose to serve faithfully by Damien’s side, Tanya chose differently.

This girl is a queen of hell, with an angelic appearance but demonic actions. Cristine exhaled deeply, relieved. Thank goodness she doesn't have to clean someone else today. ... A/N: I love twins. My mother had a twin brother who died when they were both very little. We, the sisters, were debating who would be the mother of twins. Despite the fact that I have never had a boyfriend. Leave me alone! I'm going to a monastery. End of Text.

“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.

“Your sister called this morning, by the way. She’s in London with Marcus and the kids, but she wants to video call later.” My eyes widened and my heart which was already racing started beating more wildly. My sister. I had a twin sister—an identical one. Unfortunately she had drowned when we were five years old. She was a past part of my life I try not to think about too much but now…she’s alive here. Married and with kids. How many times have I wondered what life would have been like for her…for us if she was alive? “I’d love that.” My voice came out steadier than I felt. “I’ve missed her.”

I became his kept woman, I graduated top of my class with dual majors of a master’s in business and A bachelor's in creative arts. Now, three years later, I have learned all of his love. All of his plans for our “future” was just another prank created by Sheryl for their own amusement. The worst part is, I was finally falling in love with Liam… but what if the person I was really in love with was his twin brother Dominic?

Kieran’s POV Alpha you have a meeting set for today with the … "Reschedule it for next week" I cut him short. I needed to be near my mate now she needs me, even though my brute of a brother hates me, nothing would stop me from seeing her. Once, we had been like all twins-inseparable, always getting into fights together and terrorizing unsuspecting weak wolves just for the fun of it and our bond grew stronger as we grew but it all changed in the blink of an eye, the night that changed our lives…

she said feeling around my head, “can you follow my fingers with your eyes?” It can’t be … Ben’s sister. I follow her fingers. “Do you have a brother named Ben?” I asked. “Yes, he’s my twin” she said, “how do you know Ben? Is he alright?” Ben never mentioned she was his twin. Twins are symbolic to witches; two souls connected. They make the most powerful witches. “He’s fine, he’s part of the reason I am in this mess” I tell her. “What do you mean?” She squinted her eyes.