The Twin By Natasha Preston Novels & Stories

Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore. …… Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother." But I always felt like she was lying to me. When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up. When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister. We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye. "Mom, who is she?" "She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside." Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.

"You trusted the convenience of her compliance. You allowed your judgment to be blinded because she offered you an easy, performative refuge that didn't demand any baseline energy or verification. You accepted a manufactured persona because it was less exhausting than standing by a wife who was trying to show you the structural holes in your own fortress." Michael stared down at her signature on the paper, his breath forming small, pale ribbons of vapor that vanished into the dim air of the terrace. The toxic rivalry between the twins was officially over, the gate was locked, and the identity thief had been cast out into the lower street levels of the city, stripped of her stolen identity fo

Twins got Bunch of present from every member of the family. It was the happiest day indeed. --- Like the chapter? Please vote :)

"Alright, if you say so. I guess I would just stay here at home alone, until one week is over. Or rather I would switch seats and perhaps talk with Mari or any other girl in class till then." He seemed to have hit at her soft spot because the next moment her eyes opened wide and her lips curved into a smile. "No, how would you enjoy your time with another girl? Staying home, I can consider that, but another girl... Try it and I would chop off your hair and make you go bald. Let's see if they like you anymore," she threatened. He shuddered at the thought of what she was going to do to him. "Hehe, who said anything about another girl, when I have my twin with me."

They clearly looked interested so I continued. “The girl woke up to a new place, the packhouse of the twins! And they found out she’s their mate. But this is against nature, they should only have one mate, so the twins have to chase the rogue girl and made them fall in love. They compete with each other and eventually, the young girl fell in love with a twin.” Darina’s eyes twinkled, “Oh, what is the name of the twin?” “Mother, who is that story?” Asked Darian who was still processing it. Mateo was just silent and waited for me.

Lia nodded, but the doubt in her eyes told me she didn’t believe that either. --- The next few days passed in a blur. I barely had time to process what was happening before I found myself driven away in a black car, escorted to an upscale hotel where I was instructed to meet the second twin—his name, I learned, was Jake. The drive was quiet, my hands twisting in my lap as I tried to calm the growing pit of anxiety in my stomach. When I arrived, I was ushered into a lavish penthouse suite. The marble floors gleamed under the soft lighting, and everything about the place screamed wealth. But despite the beautiful surroundings , I felt cold, like I didn’t belong.

“I know, right? It’s all another of the twin sisters’ ruses to get our attention. “This isn’t their first time pulling something like this off. I can’t believe they’re paying a Council member off to lie. “What’s next? Are they going to threaten us with suicide? “This must be Talia’s idea. She was sweet before our pup came along. “Pregnancy has given her ammo for a bad attitude. “She’s always waving a miscarriage threat around to get her way. Samantha just had her pup, and she has never been difficult.” Hovering in the air, I observed everything down below indifferently, not even flinching at their accusations. I was relieved that I was dead because I didn’t have to face the groundless and ma

"Not real ones. Well — maybe. But the other kind. People who show up, hover, vanish. Always a story. Always something weird behind the eyes." Noah didn't answer. Emrys studied him for a long moment. Then they said, too casually: "You see them today?" "Who?" "The twins." Noah blinked. Emrys smiled like they'd caught him flinching. "Ah. You did." "They sat near the window," Noah said flatly. "Didn't say anything."

Natasha replied, sharp and measured. Gideon’s eyes met Emilia’s, the weight of their past unspoken but electric. Emilia returned his gaze smoothly, keeping her composure. Sebastian didn’t react. Alina stepped beside him, deliberate and calm, not in need of protection, but as a partner. Natasha noticed the unity, though she pressed on, her steps purposeful. The twins’ laughter swelled, music rose, and life, bright, disarming, unrelenting, continued around them. Sebastian exhaled slowly. Natasha had made her move: she had arrived, visible, calculated, reminding him she existed. Fine.

I opened my gift box to find an e-reader inside. Before I could express my joy, I saw Kevin hugging Natasha tightly. "Thanks, Nat! I knew I was your favorite! You actually got me the latest laptop!" Claire said in shock, "This model goes for 4,000 dollars at retail price! Natasha, you must've spent more than a month's pay from your internship on this, right?" Natasha fondly patted Kevin on the head. "No matter how pricey it is, I have to get it for Kev. He's my brother, after all."