My Twin Sister Novels & Stories

Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore. …… Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother." But I always felt like she was lying to me. When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up. When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister. We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye. "Mom, who is she?" "She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside." Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.

Apparently, my body doesn’t feel the same way. Then I met Victoria some months ago. We bonded over a few video games I let her win. She’s cool, but every time we got close to going further than making out, here comes Isa. Literally every time. She spends more time with Victoria than I do. Then I realized it was more than that. My sister had a crush on my girl, again. It figures we have the same taste in women because of being born around the same time. Twins were known to have the same mate. Though we were born hours apart with her being first.

Today was my birthday, but in the midst of the festivities going on, I was more like a spectator than the guest of honor as I was just standing there in that corner, silently observing the goings on around me as I usually do. Just then, I heard the chirpy and highly cheerful voice of my twin sister call out to me. “Jay-jay! Come on, join us!” I turned my head to see her bouncing around, playing around the bank of the lake, with her strawberry blonde curls dancing with every move. As usual, she was the center of attention, a little whirlwind of joy and a ray of sunshine. I couldn’t help but smile at her boundless energy. Indeed, she's m

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.

I am always wet for them. I can not control myself for some reason. It's always been like that, ever since the very first day that I met the twins. I have never had control of my bodies reaction to the twins. I'm thoroughly convinced that either one of the twins could sneeze and my pussy would get wet. Even now, when my heart has been shattered by the both of them, I can not help myself. Fuck, why can’t my body just agree with my stupid fucking mind?

Title: The Twin Sisters Two twin sisters, Aurélie and Béatrice, physically identical but with very different personalities, are at the heart of this story. Aurélie, recently married to Lorenzo, presents herself to him as an experienced woman, but actually hides her virginity and a deep anxiety about physical intimacy.

They can both see their reflection on the elevator in front of them, as they both looked like a couple who just had a heated fight. Yvette saw how Clyde checked her out as his eyes grazed at her for a while, then looked away. Yvette did the same thing, grazing her eyes on him, and Clyde really caught her seductive eyes checking him out as well. This woman really doesn’t know how to back down. No wonder she’s a pain in the ass. Yvette Martinez, Yvonne Smith’s opposite, my wife’s demonic twin sister. Well, you can’t blame her for being like that, Clyde. She lost a sister. She carried her pain alone while thinking that her twin’s husband was cheating behind her back.

He turned and paced to the far wall, ran one hand through his hair, then turned back. "Because Tamsin is your sister." I blinked. "What?" "Tamsin is your twin sister, Whitney." For a full breath, the words made no sense to me. Then I laughed. The sound came out higher than I intended. "My twin sister? That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard. Do you know who you are talking to? I am Whitney Johnson. I have a family. Colby is my brother. I have parents. I am the only daughter. I do not have a sister, let alone a twin."

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Leam said as he took a quick bite of the eggs. “That is true. It is extremely rare for someone to have two mates, even for twins. It is usually only alpha twins that have a single mate. Although it doesn’t make sense to me.” Lucas said and Leam nodded in agreement. “Considering we are encouraged to have many pups. Not exactly fair to our single mate, is it?” Leam mentioned. “Right, yeah. I was definitely not expecting two mates. I was expecitng more than one and I guess I am worried that I won't be able to satisfy you.”