The Silent Twins Story Novels & Stories

Like a shadow carved out of darkness itself. Burning. Watching. My heart pounded, threatening to crack under the overbearing pressure. Then, he stepped forward. Slow. Deliberate. Silent. The light from the window shifted, catching on the edge of his impossibly handsome face, and for the first time, I saw it… one of the twins. The darker, quiet, and silent one of the two twins. His eyes glowed Deep, Smooth like death itself. My body refused to move. Paralyzed by sheer fear.

Is being pregnant for a stranger not enough so what's the other news. With shaky lips Stella asked, "What else mom?" Hannah looked at Jace then looked back at Stella and sighed, "You're not just pregnant with one baby but two babies, you're carrying a set of twins in your stomach" Hannah completed. Stella almost fainted when she heard this.. twins? She was going to give birth to twins. Back then when her neighbors hadn't moved out yet, Mr Vincent's wife gave birth to twins and Stella could remember the stress she faced to take care of the babies especially when they would start crying. Those times her neighbor's house was full of nothing but pure noise, each time Mr Vincent's wife wanted to

After two hour Amelia, Evan, and Xander were sitting outside of the emergency room. Amelia was trying to stop Evan who was continuously crying for his twin brother. People said right that twins might have different bodies but their soul would be one. One would not stay happy or alive without another one. And same went for Ethan and Evan. Ethan was suffering inside the emergency room and here Evan was suffering outside. Amelia's heart broke seeing her both babies suffering like this. "Amelia, did you call Ace?" Xander asked her

Sylvie raised her eyebrows and said coldly, "Cat was forced by you to be pregnant with twins at such a young age. Don't you know that it's not good for a girl to be pregnant too early? Now that Ezekiel is in jail and I know it has something to do with your family. So, tell me, is there still any misunderstanding?" "If it weren't for that chaotic night four years ago, there would be no twins, and Catelyn and I wouldn't end up being together. Now Catelyn and I have decided to let it go, so why are you still holding onto that, Old Madam Atherton? I believe he knows he is wrong about the thing my father did to Ezekiel." Sylvie did not want to listen to Cedrick. She only felt sorry for Catelyn, "

That my photographic memory didn't exist. One day, the twins will want answers. They will want me to tell them everything about me, like seriously everything. And when I do, will they still want me? Will they still love me? Or will the secrets, the lies, rip us apart? After our late breakfast, the twins and I curl up on the couch having a Final Destination marathon. Nick once again sits by my feet, massaging them on his lap. Antonio massages my scalp, my head in his lap. “If you could predict death, would you change it like they did?”

Five years ago, Sera Delaney vanished from Damon Blackwood's life, leaving behind a one-line letter and a wound that never healed. When her gallery fails and desperation drives her back into the workforce, Sera walks into the interview and finds Damon Blackwood behind the desk….. He doesn't recognize her, or so he pretends. Damon Blackwood has spent five years building an empire on the bones of her betrayal. Vowing to trust no one, especially not the woman who betrayed him, he became Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. When the woman who disappeared from his life walks back into his building, he does the only thing that makes sense to him. He hires her to work for six months as his perso

She lay there paralyzed, unable to move a finger. She watched in horror as the lead enemy walked over to the unconscious twins. Ara tried to scream, tried to get up, but nothing worked. *THWIP.* *THWIP.* The silenced gun shots were quiet. The twins’ health bars dropped to zero. Their eyes went blank. Just like that, they were gone. Her mind slipped away, one last cold thought echoing: they were back to zero, and the clock was still running.

“No need to—” Just then, another blur of auburn burst through the onlookers. A second girl, identical down to the freckles and the frayed hem of her dress, skidded to a halt beside them, panting hard. “Let her go!” the newcomer snapped, yanking her sister’s arm from Riven’s grip with surprising strength. “We were just playing; she didn’t mean to cross the path!” They were twins. I saw it in the way the silent one clung to her sister’s sleeve, and the way the sharp-tongued one shielded her with her body. The speaking twin glared at Riven, then at me, chin high.

she completed the story "So Mr Brown is not my father neither are you my mother?" Ruth asked with tears streaming down her face "I am sorry. I could not handle parting from you. I discovered later I was having twins. I could have given one child out but I was scared of getting arrested for breach of contract and my husband didn't know," she explained crying "Wow!" Ruth sat holding her head in her hand ignoring her mother as she pleaded for her forgiveness

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.