Paranormal Twins Novels & Stories

The memory clung to her — two babies, one wrapped in shadow, the other glowing with light, their cries echoing through an endless void. She saw herself holding them, hands shaking, powerless, as tendrils of darkness tried to pull the shadow child away. Zephyr moved closer, placing a protective hand on her shoulder. “You’re not alone in this, Elena,” he murmured. “Whatever comes, we’ll face it together. But you need to tell me everything.” Her lips quivered. “I don’t even understand it myself. The twins… They're not just my children. Their energy… it’s ancient, alive in a way I can’t explain.

Michael Osborn was down the hall, his distant, heavy footsteps echoing through the service elevator corridor as he carted the final bundles of the parasite’s physical footprint down to the street-level disposal bins. Ava Osborn did not follow the sound of his departure. She stood perfectly straight before the massive luxury walnut vanity table that lined the northern wall of the suite, her tailored navy business blazer buttoned tightly over her chest. Her long gray eyes were wide, focused, and entirely free of the frantic, tearful panic that had broken her sanity weeks ago. She was looking straight into the large, circular sheet of silvered glass that dominated the dressing area—the exact op

“Soralina never showed her shadow when she attacked, I just knew she was coming. You want understand it, because it is only something twins can do. so don’t mistaken her ever again.” ____________________________

I will have sex with a complete stranger—to the man that my twin is supposed to marry. “Are you leaving?” My mother asked when we were about to leave. Theodore paid his respect to my mother and eyed me for a moment. “I'll go inside first,” he uttered and finally let go of my hand. “You're doing well,” she commented, wearing that strange smile. I can tell that she was not happy—she’s probably not. My twin just died and we are here, attending her supposed wedding. “I might be your stubborn daughter, Mom…but please, don't worry about me. I got this. I always got this,” I assured her and held her hands.

In a whirlwind of deceit and desire, Jasmine's life is turned upside down when her father remarries, setting off a chain of events that includes betrayal by her step-sister Layla and her own boyfriend, Paul. For her mother's treatment, Jasmine becomes a surrogate mother, leading to the birth of twins. Just as she begins to rebuild, billionaire Damon sets his sights on her, igniting a passion neither can deny. Their steamy encounters reveal hidden desires and challenge Jasmine's resolve. Damon's lips brushed against hers, sending shivers down her spine. "Trust me, Jasmine. Let me show you a world of passion and pleasure you've only dreamed of." "Stop it," Jasmine said. Suddenly two s

“Out of my way, freak!” Demanded Talia Banks as she bumped into me pushing the books from my hand and onto the floor. She laughed walking away, meeting up with her two best friends, Morgan Wills and Courtney Fletcher. Talia and her posse were the popular girls, granted this was a college, and no longer high school. Popularity seemed to follow these girls wherever they went. I bent down to get the old second-hand books and notebooks when the girls circled back around to kick them further down the hallway. As I scooped up my things, I looked up to see Oliver and Oscar the McKinney twins, and their cousins Seth and Shane McKinney, who were identical twins, just like Oscar and Oliver. Oliver and

"Don't be so dumb Helen, am not the Helen you once knew, am a ghost now, not a beautiful young woman, you should know that you won't be able to touch me, you can only see me because I let you." "Helen." Helen cried and tried to reach for her hand. "It's okay, I miss you too. Who are those old couples and why do those kids look so familiar." "They are your twins Helen. The twins you left me to take care of when you died." She tried to be bold, she believes her best friend's ghost won't hurt her, though it might only scare her because she is not a human. "My twins, my children, my blood." Helen's smoky form moved to her twins and revealed her human to them except Mr Wellspring and his wife.

And still… here I was. Drawn to them. Again. Against reason. Against vengeance. Against the oath I had sworn over my parents’ graves. I stopped at the edge of the clearing, my breath catching when I saw them waiting. The Ligaya twins. Two figures framed by the pale wash of moonlight, shoulders squared, wolves bristling beneath their skin. They looked like shadows carved out of the night itself…dangerous, unyielding, every inch of them a reminder of what I had sworn to destroy.

The second nurse simply nodded her head in her relaxing manner. “Of course they do… When they’ve got married later on, I think they’ll still be sleeping together occasionally. I did ever hear some twins possess telepathy. What happens to one of them can easily be noticed by the other although both of them are in two different places. They can communicate to each other easily although they’re not in the same place. They don’t need to speak up their words or sentences at all in their communication.” The first nurse was silent then. She just nodded her head continuously for quite a couple of times. Finished with their checking and inspections, the two nurses went out of Erito’s and Eriwan’s VIP

He wouldn't let anyone know what he had done! But just as he finished saying this. The lights at the scene suddenly became steady. The creepiest thing was, there wasn't just one soul in front of me! Not even two, but a whole bunch! Normally, regular people couldn't see these things, but because the twins used force, even those media people just froze right there. This wasn't the real world at all, it was clearly a parade of a hundred demons. If it hadn't been at a banquet, they would've thought they were having some kind of nightmare!