The Pollock Twins Novels & Stories

The hasty cremation, the evasive answers—I had suspected all along that neither of them had truly died. And after Jeremy's "death," I discovered I was pregnant. With twins. That was when I conceived my boldest plan. I took on the role of caretaker for Jeremy and Janey's supposed illegitimate sons. Under the guise of grief too deep to bear, I retreated to the countryside with them. Two years later, I returned—with my own twins. Everyone believed they were Jeremy's illegitimate children. Even my own parents were deceived. They scolded me for being a fool, and friends mocked me for lowering myself to raise another woman's children.

Now her little sister has been dragged into that world too. Her stomach hurt as she watched him. His face was calm, hard to read. He knows, she thought. He has to know. He knew she wasn't doing it alone. She joined his enemies. She pulled the trigger. And they all thought the devil was dead. But he wasn't. He came back richer. Stronger. Colder. Now she was way up in the air, with her twelve-year-old sister next to her... and the man she tried to kill sitting across the way.

And still… here I was. Drawn to them. Again. Against reason. Against vengeance. Against the oath I had sworn over my parents’ graves. I stopped at the edge of the clearing, my breath catching when I saw them waiting. The Ligaya twins. Two figures framed by the pale wash of moonlight, shoulders squared, wolves bristling beneath their skin. They looked like shadows carved out of the night itself…dangerous, unyielding, every inch of them a reminder of what I had sworn to destroy.

she drops her phone on the table and left the parlor. At the dinning table, they sat down opposite from each other. It had five chairs, two on each side and one at the end, a nice meal was set before them. It was Omelet with toast bread and milk. They waited while engaging in small talk, Fr. Tanaka comes to join them and they blessed the food. "Let's eat everyone" they all began eating. "Mind telling me what's on your mind twins? Sasuke and Sakiko gasped, having a shocked expression on their faces.

"Fine, I'll behave, but let me hold you while we sleep. Please... I promise I won't do anything." My body stiffened. I knew struggling would only provoke a stronger reaction, so I warned him sternly, "If you try anything, I'm done with you." He gradually fell asleep. Meanwhile, I stared at the frantic comments still scrolling in front of me, finally piecing together the truth of this absurd world. I was living inside a melodramatic novel named 'Twin CEOs: Double the Danger'. The male lead of the novel was my husband, Trevor, who was still overseas handling a crisis.

she added, causing me to release Ana at Xenno's words. Then I told her that I had planned all of this, but the twins were frowning because they wanted to close the deal. So I told them that I needed their services as business partners, causing them to stand up and give me the documents to sign. The twins were overjoyed because it was their first time closing a deal, so I invited them to visit beautiful places in Italy.

She was still bragging in the chat, saying, "She's my son's free nanny. I'll let her raise him after giving birth—pretending they're twins. This way, I can focus on my career. A woman's place isn't at home; a career is what truly matters! I've invested too much in conceiving alone. Only useless women become full-time moms!" Many in the chat agreed with her, though a few questioned her claims, and she snapped right back at them. I alone sat frozen, staring at her background photo with unease prickling through me. The picture was taken in my neighborhood, and the ring on that hand around her waist was identical to my husband Scott Camden's. What terrified me more was the memory of my doctor te

"It's fine, Marcus. Go get some rest." Marcus stood up, setting his glass on the nightstand, and walked past Julian into the corridor, closing the door softly behind him. The silence in the room stretched thin, heavy with five years of silence, anger, and hidden pain. Julian didn't step closer to the bed. He stayed near the doorway, leaning his lower back against the wood, his hands tucked into his pockets. "They're fast asleep," Julian murmured, looking over at the twins. "They look so peaceful."

Whatever! “I’m fine; stop fucking with your sister. I’m not there; if she takes one of you out, there ain’t shit I can do about it.” The little shit laughed. “So she called you before we could, huh? Did she tell you why we ate her nasty pizza?” Oh crap. “No, tell me. “She told the twins that we like them.” That twitch in my jaw started going haywire. I hope he wasn’t talking about who the hell I think he was. “Which twins?” “The Russo girls.” Fuck me!

Emma offered a smile in return, but inside, she was already shifting her focus to something bigger than any party. Meanwhile, at the pack, the twins were preparing for the night. Though their concern had little to do with the celebration itself, they had received a warning from a witch earlier in the week. Something dramatic was going to happen, and they needed to be cautious. The twins, being more aware than most of the forces at play, took the witch’s word seriously. They roamed around the park, making sure all the security guards were placed where they were supposed to be. For those who seemed distracted or out of position, they sent them inside and brought in other reliable soldiers to t