Potter Twins Novels & Stories

"Mama, when Uncle Marco touched his nose just now, it was exactly like Papa. And the way he talks, too. It feels the same." My chest tightened. I crouched and wrapped her in my arms, pressing my mouth to her ear. My voice trembled despite my effort to steady it. "That's because they were twins, sweetheart. Papa's already in heaven. He won't be coming back. From now on, I will do everything I can to protect you." She nodded without fully understanding and buried her face against me. I looked up. Across the crowd, my eyes met Giovanni's. He stood at the church doors with his black suit collar loosened. The mask was gone. Naked hatred stared back at me. It was dark and poisonous, waiting to str

She knows that the twins are capable of doing worse than doing better. The parents can't be blamed for thinking much about them, how the twins ended up being called the “twins of massive trouble” they always break rules, being hard-headed and most of the time attracted to different misfortunes. But still, manage to become independent beings. Elizabeth wished that her kids will be careful not to make too much exposure to using magic anywhere they are. Valtor asked one of his top mages to visit the nearby village to look for the twins. The warlock immediately went to the village in search of the twins.

"I pick up the girls from school, then spend my day at Le Shack." I frowned at the first part of his sentence. Girls? Plurals? He seemed to notice the change expression on my face as he let out a deep chuckle. "By girls I mean my little sisters. Have I told you about them?" I shook my head. We had not been talking about families, most of our talk was about Harry Potter or well, Villain X and my worries. Hunter smiled then continued, "They are identical twins. Their names are Johanna and Taylor." His hand went to the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a wallet. He opened and showed a photo of two girls inside. They were gorgeous, just like him.

Fuck. Of course that isn't what happened. The twins enemies did not fucking do this. They did. They got bored of me. They fell out of love with me. Or maybe they realized that they never loved me. They just wanted to fuck me. I was the shiny, new, never before used toy and they wanted someone to have fun and use and that is what I was for them. That shiny, new, never before used toy. That someone they could have fun with. I am such a fucking stupid idiot.

Some press used to come to us, but not as many as now, especially since my boyfriend is a billionaire. “Keiron is the father of the twins.” I told them. “Haha Ms. Sha-sha we know! When you were together for the first few days, we already knew that your twins look alike.” I was shaken by what my employees said. They already know haha. “Oh well that's good but what I want is not to let the public know about our twins first so don't be surprised if we don't talk about them at the Ball.” I said and they agreed.

However, Alice had forgotten that she was the mother of a set of twins that belonged to a man named Antonio Earliton, who she assumed broke her heart. "Why is papi always jealous, Mamita?" Andrew asked as Alice held them both up, her round, sky-blue eyes making him even cuter; their eye colors were exactly the same and they resembled one another. "Kid, what did you just say? This lowlife has no right to make me jealous."His reply struck a deep chord with Mira, asking why he would refer to her as a lowlife.

A Comedic Misadventure The revelation of their mirrored emotions towards Raven had left the twins with a shared sense of purpose. This new discovery, a confluence of feelings that were both intense and unprecedented, spurred them into action. Determined to unravel the enigma that Raven presented and to understand their simultaneous connection to her, the duo resolved to make her acquaintance together. After all, their combined strengths had always made them a force to be reckoned with. Little did they anticipate that the very coordination that made them so formidable would now be their undoing.

I will come back to me. The twins. Dylan and Elis. 13. Platinum Blond hair, piercing blue eyes. Troublemakers, and terribly smart. Growing like weeds, eating like starved dogs at every meal. Already taller than me by a couple inches. They have this bond that is unbreakable, and I take pity on the women who will break them up. The surprise - or at least we hope it's just one, as the twins are enough. My parents apparently are still trying for a girl...

This situation feels so impossible, I can't think of anything better to do. I place a hand on my two smallest babies, Nyx and Nox. They are both shadow dragons and hatched on the same day within minutes of one another, giving them the nickname "the twins." They were the last two eggs in my clutch of eight to be laid and the last two eggs to hatch. The eggs were so small and underdeveloped that everyone, including the healers, assumed they wouldn't ever hatch. But just as we were about to give up home, they proved us all wrong.

"I did not, George. And I thought that we were the castle's jokers.." Talked two boys between them in a not so low voice. They were seated near the group, having chosen to sit at the head of the Gryffindor's table that night. They were identical to each other, red head, freckles and all. They were the infamous Weasley Twins. "That's understandable, boys." Not at all expecting an answer, even more from the Bloody Baron, the twins turn to face him. The rest of the living population of the castle, including the 'offended' Headmaster, turns to face the Bloody Baron, waiting for the answer.