Sprouse Twins Young Novels & Stories

“Almost everyone is going to Jett’s party. He has this popular band that’s going to play at his Dad’s club. Pretty sure the dorms will be empty tonight.” My stomach dropped to the soles of my feet. Everyone was going?? “How’s that our problem??” Zubby asked, glaring at Leah. Leah sighed and turned to me. “If you can pay for a ride, you can join us. But we won’t be responsible for you.” “Thank you. Thank you so much.” I replied a little too desperately. Zubby cringed and rolled her eyes, whilst Leah gave me a tight smile. “Do you have anything to wear?” she asked.

I kiss her forehead as she lays on the table; numb from the waist down due to the spinal for her caesarean. Lizzie smiles, "go keep an eye on her!" I chuckle and head over to where Holden is; his little boy, light brown hair and green eyes is laid next to my daughter. "Aren't they a pair?" Holden chuckles; we watch as the twins clutch each others hand, and refuse to let go. The thought makes me smile; inseparable unlike the other kids.. None of them were every close, but these two.. Don't want to be apart. Archer Chad Riley, and Ava Hailie Law.

The pumpkins ran all the way to Alice, who opened her hands to plant an embrace. "Come on, you two did not see your padre, she is not your mama hope you know that." Max said, envious. Since Alice came, his children had never known a time without him. They spent more time with Alice, whom they both considered to be their mother; she loved them just as much and cared for them as if they were her own children. However, Alice had forgotten that she was the mother of a set of twins that belonged to a man named Antonio Earliton, who she assumed broke her heart.

HAYLEY "It's 99%, Ms. Basco," the doctor told me as he handed me the envelope. My mind was still loading as I reached for it with my shaky hands. I already knew this but it still felt new to me. Of course, in my 25 years of existence I never thought that I have a twin nor a biological family I can count on. I grew up in an orphanage. At first, I wanted to find my family but as time went by I realized that my family in the orphanage is already enough for me. And, if they want to find me…they'll make an effort to do so. Should I be happy now? I couldn't find in myself to be grateful of the situation knowing my father is just using me to save his company. And, my stepmother seems to be digging

she said with a frail smile at Sasuke. "Days later I heard in the news that a baby boy of a year and a month was missing in the bush during an accident. Your name, date of birth everything was mentioned. Your name was Ishida Sasuke, your twin sister's name was mentioned also, she looked pale. I knew she was not happy, physically and mentally, she looked sick, twins always feel connected and you weren't there. Yes, she was a child but children are sensitive too. She tried mentioning your name ". "Oh, why didn't you take me back?".

I’ve never seen him but ever since Erica started working in that company, she had been seeing him almost all the time to the point that he had to ask her out. Erica came home that day, flying to me first to tell me about it. Although I didn’t like the idea that he would ask a 20 year old to be his girlfriend when he is 24, it didn’t sit well with me. But it’s been 2 years and I can’t be any less happier for my twin. I mean that is why we were born, so we could be each other’s best friends. Having each other’s back whenever needed and supporting each other’s ideas.

Antonio's throat chokes up, so Nick continued for him once again. "I can still remember being so fucking confused. And having hope that maybe, maybe he would finally change. But when we opened the box, our moms hand was in there. Her fucking hand. You know your moms hand." I close my eyes momentarily to stop the tears and then open them to see the twins. "How old were you guys?" I ask, my voice hoarse from the need to cry. "We were six" I lean forward and place a quick kiss against each of their mouths.

Now, seeing the fruits of all those years of effort, I couldn't be prouder. "Mom, we owe it all to you for raising us so tirelessly all these years…" "Yeah, Mom. Without your patient guidance, we'd never have made it this far…" The twins had always been filial and considerate. They knew how much I had sacrificed for them, and often promised that once they graduated and found good jobs, they would ensure I lived out my old age in comfort. Their words filled me with warmth. And then I remembered—two days from now would be their birthday.

“Madonna mia. Look at you. You’re huge.” Emilia swatted her arm, laughing. “It’s been a month! What did you expect?” “Twins or not, you look like you’ve swallowed a melon,” Isadora teased, but her voice was soft with awe. She rested a hand gently over Emilia’s stomach. “They’re really in there. Alive. I can’t believe it.” “They’re fighters,” Emilia whispered, her hand covering Isadora’s. “Just like us.” Their laughter dissolved into another tight hug, the kind only twins could share—the kind that stitched together every wound, every scar.

Again, I blame the super sperm. And even though their each the same age, each boy is completely different from the other. Joshua taking after Tony while Jackson and Jayden both take after Grant. Of course, 3 years after them we wound up with Jonah whose now 7 and Tristen who just turned 6. Our Irish twins as we all like to call them as Alex was the one to spawn both of them and literally back to back. Jonah in January and Tristen in December.