The Best Twins Novels & Stories

She knew they were going to send two of the kids but she had thought the twins would be the ones to come instead. Seeing Ryan and Jamal instead, she was furious. The people she needed were the twins. They are her greatest enemy and not these, ones here. She groaned. All her effort had been in vain. Just some hours ago she had thought her plan was the perfect plan. All she has to do is bring the twins to come here and the battle will be hers.

she questioned and Nick stared at her in silent "I just found out the most terrible news about myself. I just found out my twin sister has different parents," she said and Nick raised his eyebrow "Yes, Chantel has a different mother and father even though my mum gave birth to both of us. My mum took a surrogate deal and she met with my father and somehow I was born alongside Chantel," she narrated

“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.”

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.

Dominic says after a moment of silence settles between us. “We are actually fraternal twins, but Liam had cosmetic surgery done to make him look more like me.” My eyes widen in shock at this, but I stay silent, wanting Dominic to tell me more. “It was Sheryl’s idea, stating it would make fooling girls easier with her little plans.” He scoffs at this, leaning back on his hands and looking towards the large bay window, the rain still pitter-pattering on the glass.

But everyone seems worried about me lately. Which might explain the twins. They are so protective of me, and if I hadn't already been in love with Jaxx, I would be happy with them. They can be perfect gentlemen if they need to be, and they can be smooth sexy men ready to blow my mind the next... They are both sensitive and enticing. The twins personalities compliment each other, so where one is weak the other is strong, and somehow it benefits the girls they are with.

I mumbled against his chest and they took me to the office. While working, I took that time to search the internet and I was speechless by everything I've been seeing and reading. They were using us for their fantasies and some of them even want to see us kissing and having sēx. It was the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen! Aside from the crazy fans, there are also some negative comments that made me sad not because of what they are saying about me, but because of the twins. They are saying that they are a waste because they suck dīcks and call them names.

“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.

"What did you do to her?" ​"I made her perfect!" Eleanor shrieked. "And it worked. When we found her again, we didn't just want her back—we wanted to see if she could pass it on. The twins weren't an accident. They were the validation of twenty years of work." ​I looked at my hands. They were shaking, but as the shock wore off, a strange, cold clarity began to take over. I felt a hum beneath my skin, a synchronization with the room’s electronics that I had always mistaken for anxiety or intuition.

I don’t let it cloud my mind for too long. Once our breaths finally even out. Jake’s arms find their way around me and we cuddle while still naked, sweaty, and sticky but it’s the last thing on my mind. I lay my head on his bare chest and we both end up falling asleep after having the best sex of my life. Suddenly my eyes shoot open and the first thing that comes to mind is what the hell did I just do. I just slept with my best friend's twin brother.