Roman Reigns Twin Brother Novels & Stories

Who gives people such ridiculous names? “They’re a pair of mysterious twins,” Aunt Jenna explained, her eyes darting toward the window as if expecting them to appear at any moment. “They are a set of twins. No one knows much about them, except that wherever they go, trouble follows. They’re the embodiment of evil, Aurora. Unrest, disappearances, even death... these things always seem to happen when they’re around.” I felt my heart stutter, my mind flashing back to the grocery store, the rude, smirking man I had collided with and his quieter, watchful brother. They were twins. Could it be…?

"What on earth are you on about?" "Julius of Romania, brother of Harald of Midland. The man whose brother was the rightful heir to the throne has been seeing visions. Visions that would most definitely endanger every single person he knows and loves. The day will come when his fate will take full effect, and there will be nothing he can do to change this."

My twin sister Celeste and I shared the same face, but little else. She believed in forgiveness. I believed anyone who hurt her should pay. Three years ago, Celeste was set to marry Adrien, Crown Prince of Valeria. But an old succession law forbade identical twins from both retaining legal identities once one entered the royal bloodline. So I chose my sister. My parents staged my death, erased Cassandra Montclair from public records, and promised to protect Celeste after I disappeared. I left her my fortune and the Crescent Guard, then vanished to the northern border. I believed my death had bought her safety. Then our dormant twin bond suddenly returned—and pain told me Celeste was being to

They had broken ancient pack laws, defiled sacred traditions, and violated every mandate of the Wolf Council—all for what? To watch a brat tear it down? “The other child has been found!” Hadrian snapped, leaning over the oak desk, his eyes burning with frantic energy. “The twin flame is already ignited! Remember what Reginald said!” Rourke narrowed his eyes at his younger brother. It seemed they weren't seeing eye-to-eye anymore. All Rourke wanted was to seize Scarlett's royal bloodline, drain its power, and harness it to reign supreme over all the territories. But Hadrian knew his brother's dark nature all too well…

He leaned closer, lowering his voice as if someone were listening in the bushes. "So, I heard a rumor from the kitchen staff," Tate whispered. "They say the Lycan King has a twin brother." "Hmm," I grunted. I already knew that part so I just nodded for him to get to the point. "Well, this twin brother is the one leading the rogues," Tate said, dropping the bombshell. My eyes widened above my mask. "What? Why?" "He probably doesn't like the Lycan King much," Tate shrugged. "And from what people are whispering, it’s highly possible he wants the crown for himself. He thinks he deserves to be King."

His anger doesn't scare me but his lust sure does. "My grandfather, King Lucas Vlček had twins. One was named Adrian and the other Aragorn. Aragorn was the older twin therefore, the heir to their father's throne. King Lucas always believed in status and royalty. He didn't accept my father when he introduced a lowly wolf peasant's daughter as his mate. They made him choose between the throne and his mate. My father being a fool that he was, he left the throne for his mate! A few years later, I was born and some more years passed by before Lucian was born.

Ryder became the Alpha and announced Isla as his mate and engaged her in front of the whole pack. Seeing that they were completely unshakeable, I reluctantly dated another man. Not just any man—Casper, Ryder's second older brother who had been asking me out for months. He was unmated and was the closest in resemblance to Ryder. Even though we were dating, I never let him touch me. I wanted to keep myself for Ryder, in case. In case the moon goddess made a mistake. In case Isla wasn’t truly meant for him. In case fate corrected itself and gave me what I’d waited for my whole life.

I stood there for a long moment, watching the waves crash against the shore. When I returned to the Creek Pack house, it was already noon. The sun was high in the sky, mocking the dark thing settling in my chest. Surprisingly, both twins were home. As soon as I entered, two pairs of eyes fixed on me. Elena's gaze was cold and questioning. Selene's held a hint of amusement. The next second, Selene let out a mocking laugh: "Brother-in-law, you're back. Where's Caleb? Still in some she-wolf's bed, unable to get up?"

“Mother, you have to explain.” Mrs. Victoria took a deep breath, tears glistening in her eyes. “It was a secret I’ve kept for years, a decision I made for your protection, Lucian. Gabriel is your half-brother from a relationship I had before I met your father. I thought it was best for both of you to grow up separately, but I can’t keep this truth hidden any longer.” Lucian remained in a daze, his mind processing this newfound knowledge. “Gabriel is my brother,” he muttered to himself, as if trying to come to terms with the reality of it.

How long have they been fụcking right under my nose? My fists clenches around the wine glass. As my rage increases, my wolf roars on the surface causing an increase in my strength and causing the glass to crash. Some of the shards sink into my palms and the others shatter to the ground. My blood drips to the floor and my fingers shake. But still, the fury and the deep growling of my wolf can not be quenched. That day, I heard all they said. I heard it all. From my bastard brother’s confession to Hannah's heartbeat. I'm her mate and I could feel it–the weakness of our bond caused by her desire for another man.