Scarlett Johansson's Twin Novels & Stories

“I’m this class’s course rep. I should go first.” I recognized her as the same girl who had snapped back at me in our first class when I hadn’t answered my name right away. Her skin was extremely light, and it was obvious from the first glance that she was an albino. Her red, thick and coily hair was styled into a perfect bun that had strands falling in her face beautifully. She had the same femme fatale aura as Zubby. Only Zubby looked like she loved to mind her business, this girl didn’t.

Quickly, she snatched it from the person and ran. Furtively, she tossed it to Thelma. Some guys ran after her thinking she was with the phone and some others ran after Thelma thinking she was the girl they were chasing. After running in circles, the twin appeared in front of them and asked, "Looking for this?" They tossed the phone to one of them and said "Never mess with us". "Twin?" a blonde young man appeared. His crystal blue eyes gleamed as he made his way to Thelma. He smirked at her and stretched his hand. "Hi, I'm Oscar and you are?"

Jessica gloated as her friends squealed and giggled. Feeling irritated, I dropped the photo and walked out. “Wait, what's that!?” One of her friends pointed out. “Is that a photo of Theo Wellington with another woman? She's wearing a wedding dress.” “Jessica, don't tell us he has been married before. Who's that woman?” “Ha! You girls are so funny. That's his twin brother who died in a plane crash with his wife.” “Oh, really?” “Theo Wellington has a twin brother?”

The hum of the ship vibrated beneath them as their hands explored each other, the scent of the sea mingling with the heat between them. Xavier's fingers trailed down Bella's back, guiding her closer until there was no space left between them, their hearts pounding in sync with the gentle waves. Just as his lips moved to her collarbone, they were just moments away from crossing into a more profound intimacy when a sudden burst of laughter interrupted the scene. The door swung open to reveal Tina, flanked by the mischievous twins. The twins, dressed as pirates, laughed uproariously. "We're pirates! No cheating allowed!" they shouted in unison, their faces bright with glee. Tina stood there, he

"Really? Those two finally did it?" Ethan nodded and showed me his ring—a gleaming silver band featuring two diamonds of equal size on either side of a central topaz cut stone. Instead of buying two rings, they embedded two diamonds in the ring, each symbolizing one of them. The topaz in the middle representing Ethan, as it is his birthstone. Quite brilliant, I had to admit. There was no need to ask who was the sub and who were the doms. The ring said it all. “More like you want to ask me if I want to be you bridesmaid.” I teased him, earning a slap on my shoulder.

She smirked and wriggled her eyebrows. “Shut up, Lea.” I rolled my eyes and clicked my tongue at her. She chuckled and then did I only realized that behind her, is the twins. “They're here?” “Yeah, ever since yesterday. They didn't really leave the room, especially that man beside you, what's his name?” “Jaxon Parker.” “Oh, the one with the hotel company thingy?” “Yes.” Again, she smirked, “Do you... um.. you know, ki—”

“You’re up.” I walked onto the stage under the blazing lights. The heat hit me instantly, making my skin prickle. Epstein leaned forward in his chair, eyes gleaming with pure financial greed and twisted excitement. Dude’s a psycho! “Well, well… Mr. Triple Threat himself,” he said with a sick smile. “I’ve been waiting for you. Partners for Mr. Kane — the Jackson twins, Sophia and Selena.” Two identical women stepped onto the stage. Long dark hair, athletic bodies, sharp green eyes, and matching wicked smiles. They were known in the extreme scene as the “Twin Terrors” — beautiful, insatiable, and famous for destroying men.

Then came Jason’s response, “she won’t.” Kill me already. It was as though my lungs suddenly forgot how to work and I couldn’t move. I knew exactly what they were talking about. I pushed the door open and everything came into view. The tangled sheets, the half naked bodies and the familiar faces of my boyfriend and sister. For a moment, time seemed to standstill as nobody spoke or moved. Jason sat upright first, his eyes widened. Mila turned her head, then she saw me. This was betrayal at its peak. My twin. The woman who had shared my womb, the one who was supposed to love me and have my back, was currently sitting in my boyfriend’s bed.

"No… impossible! You're lying! You're trying to trick me! I want a DNA test!" But the truth was already plain to most. The resemblance was undeniable, no matter what she screamed. I slipped a folder from my bag. "Here. Paternity test results for Nick and Nathan Winston—your twins—with Jeremy. See for yourself." I tossed the file onto the table. Janey fumbled through the pages, her hands trembling, until she reached the final result. Her knees buckled. "No… no, this can't be real! You forged this report! You wanted my boys so much you faked this report!"

"Does Vincent know what I am?" "Yes." She met my eyes. "That's why he agreed to bond with me. He knew the risks and he promised to keep you safe. This pack is strong enough to fight off challengers." My stomach twisted. "And the twins?" Elena hesitated, and that pause told me everything I needed to know. "Not yet. But Logan, he suspects. I can see it in the way he watches you." "Is that why he hates me? Because he can sense what I am?"