Saltzman Twins Novels & Stories

I wasn’t sure if they heard him, but they responded with a thumbs-up. "I want to see you too, baby." I turned the camera to myself, and we started talking. It was just playful banter, but after a while, I said goodbye, knowing he had work to do. He wouldn’t be able to focus unless I ended the call myself. I continued watching over the twins until I called them to rest and eat. They probably wouldn’t have come out of the water if I hadn't, even though they were already shivering from the cold. A week passed without any problems. Salvatore had already enrolled the twins in a school near our home. They were so excited, saying they would finally have real classmates.

Liam breathed. ​"My name is Sofia Moretti," she said, her voice dropping the servant's lilt for a thick, cultured Italian accent. "And your mother didn't just separate twins, Liam. She stole them. My brother was the doctor who delivered them—Dr. Aris was his alias. Your mother had him killed to keep the secret of 'Project Gemini' hidden." ​My head spun. The web was deeper than I ever imagined. ​"Where are my children?" I demanded, stepping toward the gun. I didn't care if she shot me. "If you hurt them—"

He looked up from the twins and found my father sitting on the bar stool at our kitchen island. “Yes, when Juliet was born she had a fraternal twin named Jemma, she died in vitro, and Juliet absorbed everything from her in order to survive, I couldn’t operate. It was too risky for both of them and Katherine.” He slumped down taking a drink of the rum and coke he had every evening.

Three days apart—Ysabel Eldridge must have been dying to see him. Sure enough, Scott didn't even take the car—he ran straight to the building three blocks behind ours. I took a breath and noted the floor where the elevator stopped, a cold smile spreading across my face. 'No wonder I never noticed anything—turns out the two of them were right under my nose. Scott Camden, you really thought this through.' Pulling out my phone, I sent off a message and went home to start packing. The house was full of baby items—two of everything. Looking closely, I finally noticed something strange. Though they were meant to be identical, the quality wasn't the same at all. Even the twin strollers had differen

With the way everyone was staring at them, it made Zeke feel really uncomfortable. After breaking from the hug, Asher turned to face Zeke, and then Zach. He was surprised to see that they were actually twins, identical twins. But he could tell the difference between them because Zach's teeth in the middle were missing, while Zeke's own teeth were pretty much still intact. "Are these twins, yours?". Asher asked Anya and she nodded at him. "This is Zach, and Zeke…. My babies". Anya brought them to her side as she introduced them to Asher.

“That's funny. You fell for the wrong man. Tristan is nothing but a playboy and the bad egg in our family if you must know. You are not the only woman he has been with for over two years.” “What?” She shook her head. “How is that even possible?” “It is very possible,” I said and gestured to a man who passed by with a tray of many shots in it and he was at the table the next moment. “Did you ever ask him to bring you home?” She nodded, taking the shot from me. “On several occasions, I tried to make him bring me to his home but he didn't. How was I supposed to know he was a twin if I didn't meet with you?”

My heart is aching everytime I see that my twin is having a hard time. “Take care of my twin for me,” she said to my secretary before leaving my office. I looked at the invitation again and opened it up. “Theodore Williams,” I read aloud. I wonder how huge his clan that my parents chose him for my twin. “Do you think you can attend the wedding?” My secretary asked. “I mean, the Mafia world doesn't know that Ms. Bria has a twin sister,” she added with a lot of concerns. I chuckled as I realized it. My twin still invited me when she knows that well. It was me who asked my clan to hide it to the world they have.

All their attention drifted to it and that was when Madison and Mason were seeing a Superman and a princess cake. "Oh my good, a princess cake!!" Madison jumped, excitedly. "A Superman cake!!" Mason jumped too and they all rushed toward it. Stella chuckled as she followed them from behind, "Easy there folks" she smiled as she approached them from behind. Brenna helped in lighting up the candle while Hannah made the twins sit at the front of the cake. "Make your wish" Hannah smiled at them. "I wish to be a Superman," Mason said. "I wish daddy would show up today" Madison said and Stella cleared her throat lightly and looked elsewhere. The twins blew the candles and everyone began clapping for

"He was angry with me. He blamed me for not taking him away but taking Simon away when I left. It must be like this!" "No way? He's just a little child..." Callan was surprised. "Mommy." Simon hugged his mother's leg and climbed up. Savannah reached out and picked him up. She said to Callan, "You don't know that they've never been separated from me since they were born. They only have me. No one understands them better than me. If you don't believe me, you can ask Simon. They are twins and have telepathy." The two of them looked at Simon at the same time. Simon nodded his head with wide eyes, indicating, "Yes, Sean is sad."

“Since you don’t know, it might help you both understand each other better and why things work and don’t work for you. It starts with being twins born on either side of the stroke of midnight. This has a telltale sign of your wolves and your features as humans. One dark, one light. One represents the night sky and stars, while the other represents the moon. Got that? Here’s the issue. You aren’t fraternal twins. There’s a term dissimilar identical twin. You’re identical, but not. Now this is where things get complicated. You are two halves of one person. One develops only part of the life skills they need and the other learns the rest of the life skills. You are effectively only a fully func