Peter Pan Twins Novels & Stories

Peter was always good with me and recently started to flirt with me. He and my best friend Katia are twins. They have the same characteristics, same blond hair and ocean blue eyes, both of them are tall but Peter is taller and more muscular. Peter, Fabien and Antony are the most good-looking guys at our school, girls go crazy for them. Fabien and Antony whore around all the time but Peter isn’t a player like them.

Oliver shouted, loud enough to grab the attention of everyone around. “And mine,” Finished the rest of the twins, standing straight up, looking for anyone to get close to their new desire. “Impossible,” Scoffed Taila looking at the guys and then back at her friends, she noticed me looking at her, so she took the opportunity to speak up. “What kind of spell did you put on them, you witch? They would never be with someone like you in a million years, you fat slob!”

However, she couldn't shake her pain or stop the tears, so in order not to depress anyone else, she wandered off to be by herself and drink the betrayal of her loss away. She heard steps behind her, but didn't turn around. She hoped that if she ignored them, they would go away. They didn't. Instead, they sat down beside her, their knees up to their chest and their arms wrapped around their legs. Karla wiped the tears away, not wanting the person to see her hurting. It was futile. Her pain was obvious and, to the person beside her, there was nothing Karla could hide. Twins know things about each other that no one else knows, like when the other is hurting.

Mia agreed with a smile. Beau brushed her hair back over her shoulder and kissed her again, and Mia knew she’d made the best decision of her life, choosing Mr. Whitaker, the younger twin. She would never have to submit to Sam Whitaker again, and in Beau, she’d find everything she could possibly need.

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.

"Have you forgotten that I'm the princess of the Snowfall pack? What's so special about being your Luna? From the moment you cheated, there was no way we could ever be together again!" Still unwilling to give up, Aaron took out the hospital report. "What about our pup? We had a pup once. You're not so heartless to abandon me just like this." The pain of losing my pup surged up again. My anger flared up, causing me to lash out at him with ferocity. "What's the point of bringing that up? I've already lost my pup because of your negligence!" "But we can still have another. I still love you, Ruth…"

Conversely, Matilda only chuckled softly before smiling a little, satisfied to have won this little round. The car slowed as Harry took the final turn towards the twins' prep school. Colonial-style buildings with spacious playgrounds came into view, and the sounds of children's chatter and laughter could already be heard even though we were still in the distance. I patted Matilda's shoulder gently. “It's done. You look beautiful.” “Thanks, Ma,” she replied as she checked her braids on the small screen of her tablet. Her gaze soon shifted to Theo, and she grinned. “Look, Theo, I'm even prettier than your voice.”

Laura said. Agnes quickly stepped forward and pulled the twins to her side. "I'm going to get these two something in their room, and we'll be right out." Laura sighed in relief as Agnes pulled Lisa and Liam away. The twins had no idea why no one seemed to be happy they had found a daddy. Agnes gave Teressa a sign with her eyes for her to follow them. Before she could pull the twins into the room, Liam turned back and asked, "Uncle Jason, will you be our new daddy?"

- Dad – the twins say at the same time. Peyton and Parker blush. The twins were already 20 years old and, since their mother died, the pack hadn't had a Luna. But the father was right. They would probably share a mate, just as they would share leadership of the pack, but taking a shewolf to the pack would only be bringing another mouth to eat.

Tristan Miller The fifth and sixth arrivals came together, their cloaks brushing against each other as they took their seats. Their masks were identical—twin faces red in color, one smiling, one weeping. They were known as the Twins, and they never spoke individually, only in unison, their voices blending into a single, unsettling chorus. Pasha and Pania. And then, finally, the seventh chair was filled.