Potter Twins Novels & Stories

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 oh, there are the twins of Pammy." I don't think I need to know why they are called that, but anyway, the twins of Pammy are in every way twin-y, very alike. They are a doppelganger of another. They both have the same sets of white blonde hair that flows down their neck, and rest on their shoulders. They both have same sets of turquoise eyes that's vibrant and radiant in the dusk's light. They both wear the same clothing. They both look...stern in a sense.

Chapter 2: The Mugnoson Twins AU ELITES, the top strongest and powerful group consisting of ten families from different clans. Chase and Hunter Mugnoson, eighteen-year-old male twins and currently ranked as the fourth and fifth most powerful students in the school. The two are from the Mugnoson Clan that was one of the members of Au Elites. Their family is currently sitting in the fifth chair. They are just in the middle but they are still scary because of their infamous magic—puppetry magic. All of their clan members learned the same kind of magic under the puppetry magic. Some examples of puppetry magic are body puppetry magic, shadow puppetry magic and nature puppetry magic.

She had been thinking since Wednesday. Not the circular thinking of the Vivienne spiral, the obsessive returning to the same material without new information. This was different. The productive kind of thinking that arrived after something significant happened and reorganized your understanding of what you were building and why. The twins were four years old. They had abilities that exceeded most adult supernatural beings. They had bloodlines that made them targets for people who wanted to use power and for people who were frightened of it. They had a public existence, documented in Council records, known to the international supernatural community, referenced in a manifesto that had been di

He woke up a little early that morning and decided to drink the potions because his heart urged seeing Phoenix. ‘I don’t want to see Phoenix in her,’ Hawker disagreed with him. But he had been waiting for the morning to arrive just so that he can get a glimpse of Phoenix. ‘Just once? I want to see her, please!’ he had never been so dejected before. This was his only chance to see Phoenix again. So, without further ado, he drank a drop from each potion in his coffee and placed it back in the closet. “Daddy! Look,” the thirteen months’ old kids were fully charged every morning. The twins were much more intelligent than the pups of the other members.

“They are… tolerable in those days at least. See? It’s Tuesday but they didn’t accidentally break anything today. They are learning to control their abilities.” Right after I said that, I heard something broke inside the castle. It must be another vase which they accidentally ruined when they ran. I pressed my forehead when Tau held his stomach while laughing. “Come on. That’s nothing the mages can’t fix.” The twins were six years old now and as predicted, both of them grew up to be so energetic. It was a wonder how swan could still study whenever she was in the castle. But then again, my little devils lose their horns and tails in front of their mother.

Their hands were soon covered in dirt. Once they were done, Catelyn said to the twins, "The florist didn't give us enough fertilizer, so I'll get some more tomorrow. I'll buy a video recorder, too, for your short videos." Catelyn and the twins were all excited, and even though Cedrick did not participate, he was proud of them. Just then, Maribel called again. Catelyn came in from the balcony and was about to wash her hands; she silently decided that she might need to change her number if it was yet another prank call.

Targon said. "Speak!" I said without interest. There on his knees, he brought out a container with a tight lid. "It's a potent poison, my lord." He said and handed it over. "It was specially made by the twins, Telah and Tairah … they said it is very potent and only a pinch of it in the enemies' blood ensures death…," Looking at the container now resting on my palms, I smirked. Is this how those two want to atone for their sins?

"What do you mean?" "The twins had mommy issues when growing up. And when they moved to Poland, they lived across a nice and kind girl who was taking care of her father, a single parent. They would see how the girl cherished her father, how she took the feminine role in the house and did everything they couldn't do. Things they craved. So they grew very fond of you. And for some weird reason, couldn't live without you. You guys started hanging out together and you would go to their house to cook for them, sometimes call them to your house. All those didn't go unnoticed to them. To you, it was just helping friends out, making dinner for them, or cleaning up their messy rooms. However, to them

Besides, it wouldn't be the first time one of the twins used the other's exploits to get themselves off. She closed her eyes and pictured her own body sprawled on the bed, her legs spread as she envisioned Clint Asher from three doors down plunging his cock deep inside of her pussy, opening her up with his massive organ. She had been using him in her fantasies for a while and his powerful face popped easily into her frenzied mind. It was her cries now echoing against the walls, as her hips thrust upward to meet his in a sweaty pounding of heated flesh. Her swollen nipples were pinched and flicked, sending orgasmic shocks throughout her body. Clint's body grazed against her clit, not her fing