Romans & histoires Roman Reigns Twin Brother

But her eyes weren't matching with him or his mother's. "Nope, he's my mate's elder brother." She said. His twin, I didn't know he was my sister's mate. I saw him, they looked the same. But he doesn't attract me the way Darkice does. I could tell the difference between them easily. "Who's his brother? This book says his mother will beget twins. Was it twins again?" She looked up at me from behind the magazine and smiled. "Yes, they were twins. Alessandro, he's my mate and Edward is his twin."

"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, you all should meet Stormie" "Hi Stormie", they all mumbled, except Sia. Either he doesn't know the word hi, or he thinks it's unnecessary. He then pointed at Ruarc. "This guy over here is my eldest brother and our Crown Prince". He jabbed a finger at Eleanor and Elvis. "These two are the royal twins. Brats these two. The guy with one arm is Izal, our royal physician. You've already met Cocci and Nasia. Shortie over there is my immediate elder brother, Kayne. The lad never sleeps. The nigga with red hair over there is Eoff. Wouldn't trust him with my life. The bloke with crazy blue hair is Dolan. His type is anything that's naked. Dude with b

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.

He was glad Roccio was there. Roccio was Fabian's older half-brother. He was Don Luca Romano's hidden child, the heir to his throne. The business wasn't easily inherited; you had to prove yourself. It was difficult for Fabian to accept, so he chose to create his own empire, and Don Luca was proud of his youngest son. Even though Fabian hadn't proven himself worthy of his father's business, he had proven he could stand on his own two feet. A true Romano indeed.

I gritted my teeth through so many cold nights. Finn was my only comfort. But then, at the Blood Moon ceremony marking five years since Kael's “sacrifice,” I overheard Marcus roaring at “Ronan”: “Kael! You selfish, blind fool of a wolf! How much longer are you going to keep up this charade?!” He called him Kael?! My blood ran cold. A calm, familiar voice came from inside the den – Ronan, Kael's twin brother. “Father, you know I had no choice.”

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. "