Roman Reigns Twin Brother Novels & Stories

Noticing her confused state, Gabriel tried to clear the air. " Sabrina, this is Sebastian's twin brother, Roman." Immediately after his words, Sabrina widend he eyes. Why would his father let Sebastian's twin into their mansion? From what she heard, Roman was the evil version of Sebastian and seemed to be more devious than Sebastian. Without any word, Roman simply waved at her. " What do you want, Sabrina? As you can see, I'm very busy." Gabriel blurted out. He knew how whiney and disturbing his daughter was, he knew that if she finally said what she wanted to say, it would be about his beta, Jacob.

But as that man, that mirror image of our King, stands before him, he seems smaller, paler, weaker. “There cannot be twin princes, brother. Not since…” “Remulus and Remus,” I add. The mythical founders of Rome. The tradition says they were raised by a wolf and they where half right. They were raised by a wolf because they were wolves. But the twins fought for power and finally Remulus killed his own brother. The man turns to me with that same, wicked smile. “That’s right, cousin,” he says and turns to Sigvard. “You were the weak, meek one and they chose you.”

I said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.” Vegas began to nod like he understood what I was saying, finally he stood up from the chair and now he walked closer until he was standing directly in front of me. His voice dropped into something intimate and conspiratorial. “Do you know what we need to do, baby?” I was silent. “We need to cut her wings,” Vegas continued smoothly. “Letting her learn from your brother won't help us, instead, it's only going to make her stronger.” My gaze hardened as I locked in with his.

On their ginger, were the engagement rings that signified their waiting union. " What of my children?" She asked. " You mean our children, right?" Becker asked with a smile. Dulce smiled weakly. Becker was so sweet. Her children were Olleta and Zigfrid. The pregnancy she had been tempted to abort five years ago turned out to be a set of twins. Olleta , the girl and first-born twin who was a replica of her mother, and Zigfrid, the male and second-born twin who probably took after his father.

Now her little sister has been dragged into that world too. Her stomach hurt as she watched him. His face was calm, hard to read. He knows, she thought. He has to know. He knew she wasn't doing it alone. She joined his enemies. She pulled the trigger. And they all thought the devil was dead. But he wasn't. He came back richer. Stronger. Colder. Now she was way up in the air, with her twelve-year-old sister next to her... and the man she tried to kill sitting across the way.

His lips brushed Emilia’s hair as he whispered fiercely, “This is it, amore. This is the future. No one will ever touch them. I swear it on my soul.” The cries of the newborn twins filled the chamber, echoing against the candlelit walls. A boy and a girl, crowned with the rare red hair of the De Rossi line—the most precious symbol of survival, of love, of a legacy reborn. And as the night deepened, Luca held them, his family finally whole.

My body was shaking. “I was so scared,” I whispered. “I know,” he said softly. “But you were brave. I’m so proud of you.” He pulled back and his eyes went to the man beside me. Ryan froze. For a brief moment, his face showed nothing but disbelief. Then his expression hardened. Understanding hit him all at once. “So it’s true that Lucien has a twin brother,” Ryan said quietly. Darius met his gaze. He was calm and steady. “You see it,” Darius replied.

“Little brother he’s older than Ra?” “Well by two minutes their twins fraternal but usually how most twins are thick as thieves those two are always competing with each other. Anything is a competition from fighting, who’s a faster, stronger has better ships, bikes really anything with an engine.” Shaking her head seeming to recollect every fight that inspired those particular competitions. “Wow, so then I guess that explains why he was super pissed that Ra and I met first and mated first.” Her eyes go wide with that bit of information. “He didn’t Ra really did go to far this time didn’t he tell you about the curse or about his brother at all?”

"Don't even try to turn it down. I'll send my brother to pick him up right now, take him to the hotel and you're coming with me so I can keep a close eye on you. I don't think my uncle is after your dad as much as you." His voice takes on an ominous tone and I shiver. "I thought you said your brother was out of town?" "Connor, my twin, is out west with his wife. My younger brother is Rylan who I'm going to call right now. He'll take care of your dad." "You have a twin?" God, it's crazy that there's one man who is as attractive as Roberto, but two? I lift a hand and fan my face which is slightly overheated. Roberto immediately notices and turns the vent in my direction.

"I have three brothers. Romeo is the oldest—he's got a mate named Sarah and three kids, Marcus, David and Luke. Then there's Rafael our youngest, who's mated to a beta named Michelle, and they have twin girls and twin boys, Nicky, Ricky, Dawn, Rivers. Rhodes is the middle brother and my twin actually, just recently mated to an omega named Troy, and they have two kids, Sophia and Julian. I tried to process this information—three brothers, multiple mates, at least ten children. It sounded overwhelming, like walking into a situation where I'd be constantly surrounded by strangers, all of them part of this big, connected family unit. "You don't live there?" I asked, latching onto that detail. "