My Twin Sister Novels & Stories

' I insisted to myself. 'Even though it's been a long time since I've had sex, I don't crave it. My twins are 7 years old now, and no one has entered my body since,' I thought. 'Your insides are probably mossy by now,' one part of my mind quipped. 'Quiet, it'll go away once it's watered,' another part retorted. 'How will it be watered when there's no one to water it?' a third voice added.

"To me, being the good company, then.” Eva clinked her glass against his; her fingers shook a little. They talked through the night, laughed, and shared stories that made her heart swell. With every smile, with every joke, she forgot at this magnitude a lie lay between them. "I have to say, though," he said suddenly, hunching forward with a conspiratorial grin. "I just can't get over the fact that you've got a twin sister, who looks exactly like you, the same, blue eyes, long dark hair, fair complexion, and complete opposite of you; a timid, stuck-in-the-headlights introvert, who remains behind the scenes when you're out here running this place and dazzling everyone.”

Jas POV She looks down at the statue cuddled against her chest then up at me. "Annie." I just keep looking at her. This is something she has to tell me about. I can sense that she needs to get this off her chest. "She was my twin sister." She looks between us with a small grin on her face. "Yeah, we were identical twins too." She looks back at the angel in her hands and continues, "I can't help but believe that this is where everything took a turn for the worst. Annie was my best friend. She was my everything."

She looks like she is in pain, but she doesn’t want people to catch on. She is just like you, Olivia. My subconscious adds. “She is my twin sister.” A voice I know by now says from behind, Tay. “Well, was.” he stands in front of me. “Was?” I ask. He looks at the picture, then back at me. “Yeah, she died two years ago,” Tay says. “What happened?” I ask.

she answered, “I’m not following” “Zelena, baby, you had a sister. A twin sister” she said with more firmness. I could hear the words just fine. I couldn’t quite grip onto them though. They just weren’t computing. This can’t be true. I have a sister, a twin sister. What does that all mean? Is the prophecy not about my babies, is it actually about me? “Thats not funny” I sneered, “I’m not telling any jokes” Lunaya snipped back,

"I committed a grievous mistake, A domestic accident but I never thought it will result a tragedy which claimed the life of your sister and as well put your life at risk." "What!" I exclaimed with eyes popped out. "Mum What are you talking about? Which sister? Do I have a sister?" I asked surprised. Mum nodded positively and continued "yes you have a sister Raymond. A twin sister, you were both born on the same day as twins. After three day's interval of your birth, we have to celebrate both of you to the world A gigantic and vast party was thrown on your behalf, then after all set and dawn, the party was over and it was remaining few guest in the house. You both were under my care and I h

She said. “I'm sorry.” “Well, listen to this.” She said, taking a seat, and I joined her on the chair. “Thousands of years ago, I had a twin sister. I was never alone in all the battles I fought. It was easy because I fought with the strength of two, and she did the same too.” “We wanted to go down in history as one, so we stayed as a twin, but remained known as one,” she said, looking really hurt. A divine soul in so much pain? That's something that got my mind off its hook.

"Nice. This is my third or fourth time on a cruise too." "Really?" "Yeah, I wasn't a fan of it before." "Really…" "Yup." He popped the 'p'. "I'm a twin by the way." She mentioned. "You're kidding." "Not one bit." "That's, that's really intriguing.” “I also have a junior brother and a cousin that's pretty much a sister." "Sounds nice." "You know the most amazing part?" She grinned. "What's it?" "My twin, my cousin and I share one birthday." "You're shitting me right now."

I fell on the chair. He’s right. Nothing changes the fact that he is my brother and my twin. I always thought back in the past that because we are twins, we will live together forever, doing everything together, having each other's backs because that is how twins are to function. But I find myself drifting further away from Eric. It’s even more like we are strangers. God made me the stronger one and him kind of the weaker one. I’m to be his strength and him my weakness. But I don’t have a weakness because everything is my weakness.

I intendedly said that with sarcasm. “Ouch,” she pretended like she really hurt inside. “Didn't you miss your twin sister?” I chuckled and shook my head. “How can I miss the woman who has the same face as mine? The only difference we have is our hair color,” I mentioned and tilted my head. Bria Barbara, my twin sister. I was serious when I said that the only difference we have is our hair color. Why? Her hair is orange that goes well with our milky smooth skin, while my hair is just a simple brown hair.