Novel & Cerita Scarlett Johansson's Twin

"I pick up the girls from school, then spend my day at Le Shack." I frowned at the first part of his sentence. Girls? Plurals? He seemed to notice the change expression on my face as he let out a deep chuckle. "By girls I mean my little sisters. Have I told you about them?" I shook my head. We had not been talking about families, most of our talk was about Harry Potter or well, Villain X and my worries. Hunter smiled then continued, "They are identical twins. Their names are Johanna and Taylor." His hand went to the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a wallet. He opened and showed a photo of two girls inside. They were gorgeous, just like him.

He read all about the Walters sister when he came onto this mission-- It was Scarlett's totem. "You knew about her!" Sarah laughed, and it was the ugliest smile Killian had ever laid eyes on when it was an awkward, yet cocky smile that mixed with fear, "You can find ME, then you must know about HER! It belongs to Scarlett Walters, my twin sister, Wanted Mage No. 125!" "What's your story?" Killian let out a light laugh that didn't reach his eyes, "Because you are twins, so you have to follow your sister even in crimes?"

Everyone else also looked at Nathan curiously and looked forward to his answer. Nathan answered, “The woman filming in the photo is not the Madam...” But then, he did not dare to talk about the truth behind the matter and handed over his phone apprehensively. Then, a video automatically played on the phone screen. The background was a luxurious living room, where Jenna and Xavia Lockhart sat side by side. They looked identical. The girls wore clothes of the same style; their hairstyles highly resembled each other. Jenna, on the left, spoke softly, “Hello, I am Jenna Lockhart. The girl that sits next to me is my twin sister from the same mother, Xavia Lockhart. We would like to make some clar

The lie scraped her throat raw, but she swallowed it down, painting innocence across her face. Adrian’s jaw worked, his fists clenching at his sides. His eyes swept between the sisters again, searching for cracks, for sense in the madness. “Twin?” he spat, as though the word itself was poison. “There was never any mention—” He stopped himself, dragging a hand down his face. His voice came back lower, more dangerous. “Are you expecting me to believe this?” “Yes,” Jannah whispered firmly, her smile unwavering even as her insides bled. “Because it’s the truth. I’m Jannah Vasquez. Alyssa’s twin. Nothing more, nothing less.”

Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore. …… Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother." But I always felt like she was lying to me. When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up. When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister. We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye. "Mom, who is she?" "She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside." Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.

That was how they gained the interest of the wolves and soon, they learnt the animal language and their ways. A month passed, the twins were now eleven years old. They've learnt many things about the wolves, how they hunt, communicate with themselves and many other things but they still were not satisfied with that because Taiwo wanted to become the alpha and Keyinde the beta after which they plan to become the king and queen of the jungle. Both of them sat together on a tree branch not far from the wolves' den one evening, watching the alpha as controlled his subjects. Keyinde: I know what you're thinking the way you watch the alpha. You want to become the alpha.

he answered and made himself sound like he already accepted it. “I’ll just pee,” he said and turned his back.” He entered the bathroom, glancing around for any devices that might be installed. Finding none, he opened his smartphone to check the messages of his investigator. “Turns out, she does have a twin, Silvana Joan by name. Odd because Silvana Jones supposedly committed suicide four years ago, leaving a child behind. How is it possible that the person in front of you now is Silvana Jones, knows the entire story of your life?”

The twins froze when they noticed us, tilting their heads way back to look up at us. “Oh, those are my mates. That’s Gunnar, and that’s Henrik. They’re twins like you, just not identical. Their wolves are, though. And just like you, their wolves have a birthmark on opposite hind legs.” Zoe smiled. “Gunnar and Henrik meet Princesses Gwen and Christina.” ‘Gwen is the one in pink. It’s her favorite color. Christina is in the purple dress because it’s her favorite.’ Zoe added through the link. ‘Thanks. It’s like trying to tell Diana and Edith apart without knowing their scents correctly.’ I smiled and, with Henrik, crouched down to their level.

"No, Alpha. They're twins—a boy and a girl. Harry and Harriet." My steps faltered, a jolt of realization crashing into me. My fists clenched tightly at my sides, my knuckles whitening. She gave birth to twins. Twins... for Giovanni? "How dare she?" I spat, my voice trembling with rage. "How dare she spread her legs for Giovanni? Why would she do that?"

She has the two most loving people in her life who love her even when she thinks that she isn’t enough. Two? One could be her brother, and the other one? That blonde man. I had no right to feel jealous, but I couldn’t stop myself. ‘Is he keeping her happy?’ ‘I’m not talking about any man but her pups. Your and her pups, whom you didn’t want to raise on your own, and wrote some absurd contract to let her take your heir with her.' Your and her pups! ‘Twins or triplets?’ My wolf asked. I recalled Sienna mentioning ‘two’ earlier, so they were twins.