Novel & Cerita Stories About Twins

Earth witnessed the birth of the twins under an eclipse while aurora borealis danced in the night sky. Twins are born from a single soul of destiny coin, and this means that each twin has one-half of the soul. Their mother died giving birth to them, so their father raised them alone. Their father is a very kind man, he always looks out for them. As they grew older, they realized that they have feelings of love, hate, and kindness for others. "I don't want to hurt anyone, I just want to be liked by everyone, and be happy," said the older twin. "I want to be happy and not worry about anything, I am sick of being sad and not knowing why I feel this way, I wish I could die already."

” Amanda asked softly “what’s making you tremble like this, careful you might hurt yourself,’’ she spoke with digression. Amanda held her arm as she scolded her. Mercy arrived and quickly went on to hold her hand, looked direct into her eyes, with the same tone Amanda used on her mercy repeated the same words. “It’s okay girls don’t gang upon me girls, it was an honest mistake” she smiled up at them, her eyes shimmering with tears she was struggling to contain. The girls were being sweet, they both cared for her, the similarity in their action was adorable “Amanda will you please stay behind and help me.” she went close to her and told her She gazed at her, alarming her not to get her hopes

And some families were meant to begin exactly like this – with rain and thunder and racing hearts, with broken speed records and broken protocols, with tears and laughter and satellites spinning overhead, carrying the news to everyone who'd helped make this moment possible: The twins had arrived. And they'd done it their way. Just like their parents. "They're perfect," Lucas whispered, counting tiny fingers and toes. "Of course they are," Sophia murmured, already drifting. "They're ours." Because sometimes the best stories started in the middle of storms. And sometimes love was born between lightning strikes. Two heartbeats at a time. Right on their own perfect schedule.

Some elaborate setup so that when he did strike, we’d be too worn down to fight back? The twins were being kept at home for good now. It was the safest place for them, or at least that’s what we told ourselves. People kept experiencing weird, dangerous episodes just from interacting with them. Twisted visions, memory gaps, and bursts of raw emotion that didn’t belong to them. It made for a strange and increasingly risky situation. Sometimes the twins would ask about it. Why was this happening? Why did people look at them like that? Why couldn’t they go outside anymore? We couldn’t give them answers, not real ones. All we could do was offer tight hugs and say that it was going to be okay.

"Our father was a twin, and he had an evil twin," Camille's words resonated in Aria's head. Aria could not understand why the world hated twins this much. Whoever tagged twins as evil anyway? She had heard that there were rarely twins in their werewolf world but she had never really lived seeing any other twin evil or bad Although, their history claimed that all twins to ever exist had an evil twin. They always ended up causing disaster in the end. What if they turned out that way because the world branded them as evil in the first place?

They were quite sure that all the other kids in school would find out their older sisters were on the pill and assume that they were all sluts, and that the twins were probably sluts too. That, in fact, was one of the reasons that the twins appeared to have no interest in boys. Being a twin can be a different kind of life than most of us imagine. You’re never really alone, even when you’re alone, because that other half of you is always hovering ... just there, on the edge of consciousness. As a result, twins often spend a lot more time interacting with each other than the rest of us interact with any other person. What that can mean is that they don’t spend as much time as the rest of us th

I head home early for Thanksgiving, wanting to surprise my family. The moment I step through the door, my sister, Lilith Brooks, calls 911. "I need to report a break-in. There's an intruder." It isn't until the police rush in and snap handcuffs onto my wrists that I finally panic. "Dad, Mom, Rosa! Tell them! It's me, Samuel!" My parents just shake their heads in unison. "We don't know him." Even Rosa Monroe, my partner of five years, turns her face away. "He's probably just some obsessed underclassman with a crush on me." After 15 agonizing days in jail, my best friend, Harley Smith, finally posts my bail. With bloodshot eyes, I pour my heart out to him about the sheer insanity of it a

“Oh yes, that would be great since we have a good turn up this year as well. I was told some guests even brought their children who will soon be receiving their wolves, in the hopes that they will be favored.” Randall smirks. “Well, then you have to promise not to hog all the blessings to yourself then this time around.” Kaan grins. “I’ll try not to, but no promises.” With another cheeky bow at me, the twins walk off to join a small group near the edge of the cliff. “Identical twins, huh? I thought at first my eyes were so tired they were deceiving me,” I joke. “Yes, but don’t be fooled by their easy-go-lucky attitude. They have rather lofty positions in my father’s elite army.”

* His eyes moved down the page. **VANCE, AURORA — BORN OCT 12.** **VANCE, LUNA — BORN OCT 12.** Ethan stopped breathing for a second. Twins. Aurora had never mentioned a sister. Not once. In all the conversations they had shared about her childhood, her family, and her past, she had spoken as if she had grown up alone. Ethan turned the page. And his entire body went still. A surveillance photograph was attached to the top corner of the file.

My twin sister, Lea Conte, and I married two brothers from a powerful mafia family. When I'm seven months pregnant, I'm ambushed by a group of thugs. Desperate, I call my husband, Vincenzo Bellini, for help, but he hangs up on me five times. On the sixth try, he finally answers, but his voice is cold. "Ingrid's having a breakdown and trying to slit her wrists. Do you really have to pull a cheap stunt like this right now just to get my attention? Stop calling!" Ingrid Ferri is the Bellini family's adopted daughter and the childhood sweetheart of the Bellini brothers. I fight back with everything I have, but one of the thugs still drives a blade straight into my stomach. As I lie bleedin