My Twin Sister Novels & Stories

I like it. “Well, I’m 27 years old. I’m an identical twin, but my twin died at birth. I’ve always felt like I was missing a little part of myself because of that. No other siblings, but Thomas and his twin sister have kind of been my surrogate brother and sister. Like you, both of my parents have passed already.

I was tempted to go up but when I saw my identical twin sister standing beside him , she crossed her hands in his, clinging on to him like it was nothing. I always thought she was the most ambitious person I'd ever see, she was always such a goal getter and such a person was my rival, not just in love interest, but in every other things, the heir to the company, our parents favor, who was more popular between the two of us, But at the end of the day, if felt more like she was in my Shadow trying so hard to to escape it, but she just couldn't break free from it, though it seems like she got to Melvin first, even though I've been with him the longest.

She jokes. I gasp and put my hand to my heart, pretending that she’s wounded me. She swats me on my arm and I smile as I head home. I need to fill everyone in and what’s going on anyways. My sister, even though we are twins, won’t rule with me since we are fraternal twins. She will still be a part of the meeting though. She’s going to be my beta unless she finds her mate somewhere out there.

“You found me.” I stepped back. “Who are you?” “You know,” she whispered. “We share the same blood. The same breath. The same soul.” I shook my head. “That’s impossible. I don’t have a sister.” “Not a sister,” she said. A twin.” The word struck me like lightning. Twins. Born under the Eclipse Flame. Bound at birth by the First Covenant. One to walk the world. One to watch from beyond the veil.

We, their sisters, are the strongest of all pack members. Today, we’re heading to our temporary packs. Quinn and I are fraternal twins, and we may be very different people, but I love my twin more than anyone in the world. She and I are very close, sharing every secret, every thought. Quinn is like an extension of my own mind and body. Even our wolves, her wolf Minka and my wolf Keena are similar.

Trent admits. “A hopeless romantic who enjoys being his best friend’s sub,” I chuckle. “Yeah. It’s a bit twisted especially when I consider that my twin sister is also my best friend’s sun and girlfriend and that we are going to have a lot of naughty fun together,” Trent sats, kissing my lips in a not every brotherly manner.

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 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.

I look at Zamiel, who voluntarily carried my twin. When Zamiel started to move, I then walked after them. My twin is slanting in Zamiel's direction. She appears to be inhaling Zamiel. Because of that, I cried. When intoxicated, my twin is just like this. But when she was already awake and sober again, she was unsure of what she had done. Gosh. They appear to be a lovely couple. I consider my twin's outfit. I became enraged at the sight of her exposed boobs. Her breasts are practically visible. What is going on with her? She does not resemble them. Gosh. When we get at the car, I finally open the door and climb inside. My sister is seated in the rear.

I startle when my mother snaps at me. This is true. I humiliated them with my stupid look. I am not as beautiful as my twin sister. I am 25 years old. But people sometimes think that I am a 40-year-old woman. I weigh 210 pounds, Got a messy curly hair, dull brown hair not as eye-catching as my family's, and my eyes are brown, inherited from someone from my father's side. I actually don't have any idea who it is. lol.