Tangled Double Trouble Novels & Stories

"I never intended to cause trouble between the two sisters. Years ago, Sharon and I got together once. Although it was a mistake, it happened. And now we have Ethan. I'm still trying to process as I had no idea he existed." Mary went back to Sharon; her voice was quieter but still carried disappointment. "Sharon, why not let us know? Why did you not trust us sufficient to assist you?" Sharon fell apart, her shoulders trembling. "I didn't want to place my burden on you. I reasoned I could manage it alone. And I panicked about spoiling everything when I saw Davis with Isabella." Peter groaned loudly and massaged his temples. "This is a big problem, a complete mess." He added

“You’re not taking her anywhere.” The double finally looked at him full-on. Her gaze sharpened. “You don’t belong here,” she said. “You’re an uncontrolled variable.” “Good,” Ronan said flatly. For the first time, something in the double’s expression faltered—just a flicker. “You anchored yourself to her fear,” the double said slowly. “That was reckless.” “It was necessary.” Kiera shifted against him, her hands gripping the fabric of his shirt like it was the only thing keeping her from falling into the floor. Her thoughts were scattered, spiraling, breaking free of linear sense.

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And if Ohas had forcefully mated her during that time… There was a chance— A horrifying, soul-crushing chance— That the twins weren’t Ishaan’s at all. That they belonged to Ohas. Ashwin staggered back a step, his vision swimming. His breaths came faster, shallower. “No.” His voice was barely audible. “No, no, no.” Ishaan reached for him, but Ashwin jerked away. The twins. His twins. His stomach twisted violently. He thought he might throw up. Ishaan’s voice was soft, careful. “Ashwin.”

"Hehe. If I die under such circumstances, I'll keep my carnal ways as a ghost." The man with the tattoo of a crane's tail feathers was the second oldest of the ten men, Double-tailed Crane. He was infamous for being lustful. He patted his thigh, about to get up and make his way to Ziyun'er with a perverted smirk. Suddenly, a burst of wind whizzed past his ears as a steel nail flew at him. Double-feathered Crane turned his head sideways and used his mouth to catch the steel nail. He spat it out and smiled wickedly. "Pretty lady, both of your hands are tied. Where are you hiding your weapon? Don't tell me it's that place?"

Liam assured and hugged her. It was 6 months already, and Elena was still at the restaurant. Although Elena was tired of working there, she wanted something different and she hoped for something better. Elena was denied entrance to Harvard where she dreamt of schooling. She was a minority and needed an adult to represent her. It was pretty hard. , she had no one to turn to. she worked and saved up till she turned and tried her best to make sure she did well. Elena was at work when two pretty ladies walked in. They were both dressed in exotic and expensive trending wear. One was a white girl with black short ponytail hair, dressed up in gold pants and a strapless top with black heels, the oth

It splinters. Hailey grabs the metal lamp and swings without hesitation. It connects with the double’s temple. The sound is wrong. Like striking reinforced glass. The double stumbles for the first time. Cracks spiderweb briefly across her skin before sealing. She turns back to Hailey. Fury now. Raw. Unfiltered. “You are obstruction,” she says. “No,” Hailey replies. “I am origin.” That word lands. Origin. The double freezes for a fraction of a second. Long enough.

In the heat of the moment, I grab Genelia's arm and pull her away from the situation and as far as I can get. "S-Sam? What just happened?" She freaks. "I don't know." I flip through pages looking for an answer. I find a chapter called: Double Soulmates, I begin to read. Double soulmates are when the Moon Goddess sets a mate out for you but something interferes with her plan and she gives a do-over mate. In situations like these, the original mate will end up dying at the hand of the newly found mate. I stop there. Holy crap.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as his tongue flicked out sliding over his lips. "I'm not," he assured me. "You are! Just tell me! We can watch it tonight then!," I exclaimed. "Fine," he said before he mumbled something. "I didn't catch that," I said with a smirk. "Tangled." I bit my lip to hold in my laughter but failed as I doubled over, attempting to catch some air. "You! The big bad mafia king watched Tangled!" I almost died. He narrowed his eyes at me. "We're watching it tonight, like you promised.

"Jennifer, what the..." The impending orgasm drained back into his balls. Marty turned his head and was stunned to see his double standing in the doorway. The other Marty appeared equally stunned. Jennifer slid off Marty and sat on the side of the bed. It took her a moment to contemplate the situation. She looked back and forth between the two doppelgangers trying to sort out what was happening. "Holy fuck. There's two of you. Is this some kind of joke?" Marty realized that he was looking at himself. He hadn't considered the possibility that he would have a double but there could be no other explanation. Doc Brown had not prepared him for this. Did Doc even know?