Romans & histoires Stories About Twins

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.

Mia agreed with a smile. Beau brushed her hair back over her shoulder and kissed her again, and Mia knew she’d made the best decision of her life, choosing Mr. Whitaker, the younger twin. She would never have to submit to Sam Whitaker again, and in Beau, she’d find everything she could possibly need.

Well, unfortunately, what I wanted was everyone’s memories to be erased but he could not do that and I know that because we shared the same abilities – basketball skills, carb-loading, motorcycle racing – and memory wiping was not one of them. “You do not possess the ability to grant me a wish, Jackson. Now go away.” “Do you doubt the abilities of twin magic, my dearest?” I gave him a flat look. “Twin magic?” I asked. “Centuries ago, the first ever twins were born under a double eclipse while their mom was eating two scoops of ice cream and sneezing at the same time. Legend says the universe got confused and accidentally copied a soul twice. Boom!” I was actually startled and shrieked when h

“You’ve clearly failed at raising them right. Let their parents deal with the chaos they cause.” Leila’s expression darkened, her voice icy. “Their mother died giving birth to them. Their father doesn’t even know they exist. I’m the only family they have, and I’m not going to abandon them.” Her words hung in the air between them, heavy and filled with meaning. Xavier, still dripping from the prank, stared at Leila, realizing there was more to her story than he had known. But even with that knowledge, the frustration lingered. Leila softened, glancing at the twins before turning back to Xavier. “They’ve lost enough. I won’t let them lose anything more.”

He gently laid it on the coffee table, then quietly excused himself back into the kitchen. Once Lewis was out of sight, Grandpa finally answered my question. “The twins’ case is a little more… complicated. Those other children were not rejected or abandoned like the twins. They were orphaned, Willa. Their blood links were severed by death and not by choice. That alone sets the twins apart.” Mom then added, “Calisto and Gillian are also children of fated mates. On top of that, they were rejected and abandoned by both parents at the same time while the parental blood link is still so fresh and new. You said to William that the father did the same, right?”

For a second, I thought she looked at me but it was a little brief so I waved it off. “Many years ago, a woman gave birth to twins on a full Moon. In the past, children born on a full Moon, symbolized blessings to the community.” So, it was a story. Well…I loved stories. I shifted towards Emily. She smiled at me for a first, intertwining her hands with mine. “They were both female. Almost identical but weren’t. The villagers thought they had lots in common, but deep down, one knew they were so different.” “They had the same hair, were beautiful, both intelligent but their hearts weren’t the same.”

"What happened this morning?" "I forgot to mention it. The twins had a really bad dream this morning. They were so shook up that they almost screamed the whole house down. They woke everyone up." "The two of them?" "Yes, it must be some sort of twin thing." "Actually, it's rare for two people, even twins, to have the same dreams. It's not a dream, then. It's a vision. You should talk to them and try to coax out what they saw." Zoey said, but she quickly realized that she was giving herself away.

Ugh. I sat on the settee, my leg plopped on the table, a bowl of grapes and juicy strawberry resting comfortably on my lap with a third book I'm about to complete. I've gone through two books which contains the history of vampires and werewolves and boy they really despised each other back then. This third book is about the twins parents and how the reconciled both clans through the birth of the twins which was impossible as both never thought they'll have an offspring from their taboo of a union, a hybrid, the first of their kind and the most powerful of all their kinds. My hybrids. I voice out my thoughts loving the way it slip off my lips. Suddenly my phone went off.

“The twins know about your story with Sha-sha. The Kent twins are smart, I know they inherited that from you two, they are easy to understand so I know the twins will understand you.” Kent smiled because of what Ally said “I saw them earlier. They grew up to be smart and kind children, they understood me right away.” “We know those twins are very mature. I remember one time they are asking about you but Sha-sha has only one thing to tell them, that is how you save her to that nympho. Kent looked at Ally. “I know Sha-sha loves you too Kent,” Ally said and he couldn't believe it. “H-how? That is impossible.” Kent said.

And just like that, a whole week had passed by. And once again, the girls are forced to attend school, having missed a whole week already. So the twins prepared for school, knowing that once they reached, they would be greeted by a sea of condolences, for the name of Alexander Russo was far wide famous and his death was a bomb dropped in itself. During breakfast, all was quiet and usual, returning back to the way it was before their brother ever showed up. Back then, the sisters had always had this gut feeling that it wouldn't forever be just the three of them in the dining table, that Xander would join them someday as well.