The Twin By Natasha Preston นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The old woman stood up before handing a small card to her grandmother. Her grandmother received it before standing. Natasha quickly closed the door, and immediately walked away from there before they'd see her eavesdropping on their conversation. She also decided to go immediately so that she could get a glimpse of Clyde before they parted their ways. The twins looked at her both at the same time when they left the room. She saw that the two stared at her face before the twin, who seemed to enjoy annoying her, suddenly chortled.

The Twins watched all the news articles they could find on the couple and their eyes locked greedily on the beautiful English Grand Don, ‘Enjoy your free time pretty bitch soon we will have you caged just as all wild bitches should be. They made their plans to snatch her, they were not interested in her family their obsession was with her, she was beautiful and wild, untameable they had heard. The Twins told each other it was revenge for her killing their cousin Miguel but both men knew what was a lie when they looked at her it was with lust-fueled eyes. They could not wait to get their hands on her so they could strip her naked and expend all their perverted lust on her body. The Twins were

I looked around the kitchen and the breakfast nook, where Tobias was sitting with his overflowing plate of food, but I didn’t see the twins. “Where are the twins?” I asked nervously, my voice going a little high. “They should be in the nursery, Smith is with them” she answered over her shoulder as she flipped another pancake. “Thank you” I called and headed out of the kitchen. I was about to head up the stairs but was stopped before I climbed the first step. “Zelena” Lunaya called from the library door. I groaned and turned to look at her. “Can we talk please?” she asked as she fiddled with her fingers.

"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.

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.

"How can the faces be so similar? Yes, they are twins. But how can it be as if there is no difference between the two of them? It feels like they are the same person. No, it can't be. Nathania is dead, he is Nathan, a twin brother and they are different people. Yes, they are different people." ***

However, his father had said it so there had to be an atom of truth in it, right? As she thought of Trevor, she really wished she could have a normal relationship. These were supposed to be the best years of her life according to the internet, but each time it seemed like everything was going well, her hopes crumbled like dust the next. It was both sad and embarrassing. After a few moments of absent-mindedly searching for the twins, she finally found them. When they recognized her, they screamed like they had not seen her in years and ran with their little legs almost reaching their necks, up to her.

She used the case of her twin and the connection with Clyde to pull herself to the top. You were so untouchable and feeling mighty at the top, but your selfishness reeks in you as you are now slowly exposed for how bitch you are. Clyde wasn’t your husband; it was your twins. So why did you marry him? Are you so insecure with your twin that now that she’s dead, you want to replace her so badly?

My face twisted in disgust as I stared at her, who was wearing a pretentious expression on her face as if she had won a competition and got first place. "Why are you here?" the twins asked. "The alpha king no longer needed your presence. You can go back to your quarter and look as pretty as you usually do." Disgust decorated Nora's face as she looked at the twins. "Creepy. Can you stop saying the same words at the same time? You're giving me goosebumps." "Not gonna happen," the twins exclaimed, smirking at her. "We are twins. Our minds and hearts are interconnected." "Not all twins are as creepy as you."

I opened and took out the first book. “Do you have a spare pen?” Sam asked and I nodded. “Yeah, please wait–” “Omg! The twin brothers are here!” “Hunter is so hot!” “I wish it was me in place of Vanessa beside Ryder!” A sudden commotion erupted in the hallways. I stopped taking out my stuff and turned around to see the infamous twins. Soon my ears felt like bleeding by how the girls were going crazy over them. However, their presence was unavoidable. Their magnetic features drew the attention of the crowd as they walked through the halls. I couldn't help but steal a few glances because it was almost impossible to ignore such different presences.