The Silent Twin Book Novels & Stories

As if she had been locked away for years and abused. "Leam-" Lucas starts to say but Leam holds his hand up to silence him. "No, she deserves these. Didn't we always talk about giving them to our mate?" "Well yeah, but are you sure? Do you think she is ready? She has only been here a couple days…" There were a few seconds of unspoken worries between the twins as Lucas asked. Leam hands Valerie the two books as his response. "This was our mother's diary and this is 'How To Become A Great Luna'. They were both our mom's books." Valerie looked at them surprised.

My hand goes into his hair, tugging on it and holding him in place as I arch into his mouth. “I pregnant.” I wait until he lifts his head to look me in the eye, a huge smile on his face. “Must be another girl, since I haven’t smelled her yet.” He says, and I watch Cyran push forward, before he makes his way to my stomach to start sniffing for her. “Well, actually, we’re having twins.” The end. This story will continue in the third book, The Banished Beta's Saving Grace.

How will she deal with MONTHS? The next time Viatrix looked back, neither of the twins was on her heels. She sniffed the air, but their scents had dispersed. Well fuck, they are probably planning a pincher move or similar. Listening for them did nothing. Their gift allowed them to move silently. They could stomp around this island, and we wouldn’t hear them. They had the advantage; not only could they move silently, but this was their territory while Viatrix and I’d just followed the trail to look for the signs.

The Twin Game Intro: Calvin is a brooding and mysterious man, never thought a simple summer would spiral into chaos. When he agrees to crash at his best friend’s family home, he’s thrust into the world of twin sisters, Lilia and Seraphine. On the surface, Lilia is the responsible, reserved one, while Seraphine is seductive, cruel, and full of mischief. But Calvin quickly uncovers the secret: he knows exactly who’s who, and he’s playing them both.

Yes, we’re having twins. THE END of BOOK 3 Coming soon Book 4

“Adrian, I’m sorry, sorrier than you can ever know. But please, listen to me. I didn’t want you to find out like this. Don’t do this, Adrian.” Liz pleaded. Adrian didn’t answer. His eyes slid past her shoulders. He wouldn’t look at her. The silence spiraled around her, coiling and menacing. It felt like an eternity before anyone spoke again. “Twins,” He muttered quietly at last as though he was rolling it around his head, letting it sink in, letting it take ground.

The First Kick Elena sat quietly in the dim light of her chamber, her hand resting protectively over her swollen belly. The air was heavy with tension—every shadow seemed to whisper threats, every silence pulsed with unspoken dangers. Outside, the pack’s turmoil simmered like a restless storm, but here, in this fragile moment, all that mattered was the tiny life growing within her. She closed her eyes and focused, willing herself to feel them—the twins. For days, their movements had been subtle, gentle nudges deep inside her, like a secret conversation only they could share with her.

Title: The Twin Sisters Two twin sisters, Aurélie and Béatrice, physically identical but with very different personalities, are at the heart of this story. Aurélie, recently married to Lorenzo, presents herself to him as an experienced woman, but actually hides her virginity and a deep anxiety about physical intimacy.

Mother has her faults— a lot of them, actually, but this restaurant is something good to admire her for. I pull my hoodie down even more, hoping that no one would recognize me or my scent. Although the way I smell must have been altered a bit, but still! Before I left the house, I had taken one of my favourite books with me to come and read over here. Fishing into my back pack, I brought it out. The Silent Twin by Caroline Mitchell. An old favourite. A waiter came to my table and stopped. “Ma’am?” “Ma’am? I’m sorry, but you have been here for over fifteen minutes. You cannot stay here for more than ten minutes without ordering a meal. Are you going to order something, please?” He asked polit

CHAPTER ONE “I need you to pretend to be me.” The words hit me harder than the rain splattering against my kitchen window. I gaped at the woman before me. A woman I hadn't seen in eleven years. My exact replica. My twin sister. Except Arla Morrison looked nothing like the girl who had disappeared before sunrise, the morning of our eighteenth birthday with stolen cash and broken promises. She looked expensive now. Untouchable. Dressed in a cream cashmere that could pay my rent for five years, diamonds whose price certainly cost a kidney glittered against perfectly manicured finger, while my lights flickered like they were seconds away from dying.