The Twin By Natasha Preston Novels & Stories

Sometimes God really does give with both hands. The ponytailed twin is athletic looking, like she knows her way around a gym. I can see her toned thigh muscles working under her yoga pants as she walks and my wolf practically howls. I can barely tear my eyes away from her for a moment to check out the other twin with the hipster glasses, who seems a bit out of place at training camp. She’s wearing jeans, for pete’s sake. “What’s the story with the twins?” I murmur quietly to Theo. He’s watching them too, practically drooling.

Just like me, he came out empty-handed and that's how we had everyone eating cupcakes. The routine went on around the attendees and 51 cupcakes later, a woman whom I presumed was named Tina Johnsons shrieked like a wailing monk before jumping up and down excitedly. And I’ll admit it, I was on the edge, and my heart was thumping rapidly because I was dying to know what our love with the twins had created. But I knew it didn’t matter. Whether it was a boy or a girl, I was going to love it more than anybody in this world. And I was going to fight till the last drop of my blood to get him or her to the dads. And when she screamed “IT’S A BOY!” all flood gates busted open.

How beautiful she thought. Valerie walks back out of the bathroom and sat on her bed wishing her mates would be there already. The sun was already setting and her wolf whimpered. She lays down on the bed and eventually, she falls asleep. ☀☾☀ The twins head down the hall to their and their new mate's room realizing it was well past dark. Their conversation about this new change lasted longer than they thought it would. They weren't sure what to do considering that her pack was from the Nighthowler's pack. They didn't know how they would be able to talk to her Alpha. Everyone knew he was a selfish prick who didn't deserve his title. The only reason he had his title was that everyone in his pac

It was evident that the entry was rushed. October thirty Damnit. Damnit damnit damnit. I should have gone home. But it's a good thing I came here. Ethan wasn't in the office surprisingly, and while I was coming, I decided to greet Richard. He was on a call, and I overheard him saying something about revenge Mr Riverstone. I think he's going to do something bad to Mr Riverstone. And now I have to find the twins and tell them. I think the man saw me, but I can't be sure. I did run out of his sight when he turned abruptly.

You can't even control your own emotions. Well, I just wanted to let my son have a different way of coping with things than mine. I want him to grow up differently from how I did. We just comforted each other that night. I just didn't know that the one I got jealous with is my own daughter and it looks like Hades knows about her. "I don't like them," Athena declared so my lips slowly parted. I still can't believe that I have twins. She hates us and she makes it clear.

He looks like a completely different man. I would've appreciated the sight if my stomach wasn't knotted with nerves, His best man stands a foot away, impassive, stone-faced. His sandy coloured hair and brown eyes are the only outstanding features. Out of the corner, I spot my mother talking discreetly with the actress pretending to be the other twin, wearing a hat that covers most of her face. “Are you okay?” Stefan’s voice startles me. The soft way it sounds. “Yes.” I blink back my tears and manage a shaky smile. “Let’s get it over with.”

He stood motionless as a statue, staring directly into the camera lens with eyes that held no warmth, no humanity—only the hollow certainty of someone who had been shaped into a perfect weapon. But it was his stillness that truly unnerved Griffin. Where Griffin's enhanced physiology hummed with constant micro-movements—the subtle adjustments of someone whose body was a precision instrument—Twin B exhibited the absolute stillness of death. As if whatever had made him human had been surgically removed along with his capacity for doubt or mercy. "He's not hiding anymore," Maria observed, her voice tight with tension. She'd seen enough killers to recognize the breed, but Twin B was something els

"No… impossible! You're lying! You're trying to trick me! I want a DNA test!" But the truth was already plain to most. The resemblance was undeniable, no matter what she screamed. I slipped a folder from my bag. "Here. Paternity test results for Nick and Nathan Winston—your twins—with Jeremy. See for yourself." I tossed the file onto the table. Janey fumbled through the pages, her hands trembling, until she reached the final result. Her knees buckled. "No… no, this can't be real! You forged this report! You wanted my boys so much you faked this report!"

And I walked through it all, feeling safe and unbothered about Headmistress Morwen's next move. I walked about like nothing was happening. But everything was happening actually. That night, I went to the mirror. The twin watched me enter. “You’ve broken her rhythm,” she said. “She acts, but you’ve already neutralized. She plans, but you’ve already rewritten. She fights, but you don’t fight back. “She’ll try something worse,” the twin warned. “Something irreversible.” “I know,” I said. “And I’ll be ready.” “Even if it costs you?”

Hardin screamed as Natalia pulled a thick rope from her bag. Tessa was already crying uncontrollably, her arms flailing as Natalia began tying their hands and legs together separately, with practiced force. Hardin struggled, but it was no use. Natalia was stronger, relentless, and scarily calm. Once the twins were restrained, sitting side by side with tears streaking their faces, Natalia stood, exhaling like she had finally won something. “Good,” she muttered to herself and dusted off her hands. Hardin leaned into Tessa, trying to shield her from the cold air and the danger. “It’s going to be okay,” he whispered, though he wasn’t sure he believed it.