The Twin Princesses Novels & Stories

He was NOT weak he was strong and he DESERVED a strong mate. As the car drew closer to the castle the prince decided to do something he knew would benefit them both. If he rejected her the moon Goddess would grant him a second chance mate. Surely a prince had a second mate. He was a prince after all and Eva could go and live her life with her 'Pack'. Now that he thought about it. Maybe keeping Eva at the castle wasn't such a bad idea. He could mate her as much as he needed until his second chance mate came into the picture. Then he could send Eva back home.

"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

*** I watched as the Wolfhaven princess walked toward my tent. I had heard many things about her. A princess born as a twin. A princess who was praised and worshipped while her other twin was treated like a slave. The world saw her as the perfect daughter. The chosen princess. But I knew there was always more hidden beneath the surface. I had sent my cursed wolf members into their territory. They watched from afar, gathering information, studying their weaknesses, and waiting for the perfect moment to infiltrate them. Every move they made. Every secret they kept.

“The world bends. A storm is on its way. But what should frighten you more is not what approaches… it is what she could become.” “She?” Moira asked, but she already knew. “The new princess. She walks the line between light and dark,” Octavia warned. Her image in the mirror seemed to pulse with every word. “If she commits the unthinkable, the darkness will claim her. And if she falls, the prince will follow.” Moira swallowed hard. “Tobias would never—” “His love clouds his judgment. He would burn the world for her,” Octavia said, her voice nearly a whisper now. “And if the fated pair burns… the rest may go with them.”

Three days apart—Ysabel Eldridge must have been dying to see him. Sure enough, Scott didn't even take the car—he ran straight to the building three blocks behind ours. I took a breath and noted the floor where the elevator stopped, a cold smile spreading across my face. 'No wonder I never noticed anything—turns out the two of them were right under my nose. Scott Camden, you really thought this through.' Pulling out my phone, I sent off a message and went home to start packing. The house was full of baby items—two of everything. Looking closely, I finally noticed something strange. Though they were meant to be identical, the quality wasn't the same at all. Even the twin strollers had differen

Whoever she is, whatever connection she has with the twins, she has shaken them both up so fucking much. Of course, I've looked into who she can be. I've scoured every single fucking website. Every article. Anything possibly connected to the Rossi twins. No mention of the mysterious Sara chick. Unfortunately, my extensive search only brought the very clear image that the twins were dangerous. And the ultimate manwhores. I'm surprised I haven't heard of them before Jacob dragged them into my life. Honestly, I'm kind of glad I didn't. If I had, I most definitely would not have jumped into bed with the twins.

And in the quiet tower room, two princesses—necromantress and blood princess—stood on the edge of eternity. Dressed for tomorrow. Tangled in today. Ready for always.

She paused and I gave her hand another gentle squeeze, reassuring her that I was there with her. “But without a doubt, Princess Zara is the worst. She's the one pushing Princess Gianna to become a monster. When I make a mistake, Gianna might forgive me and let me go, but Princess Zara never does. Even when Gianna begs her to show mercy, Zara orders her guards to punish me anyway. It was the same for other maids.” I remember those twins vividly. I do call them the evil twins, because indeed they were evil. We've had a fight in the past years, when we were invited to the Princess of the Igipt Kingdom.

I laughed and scooped him up in my arms. We left my room and I was guided back to the preparation hall where the rest of the princes waited. Upon my arrival, the princes rose to their feet as a form of respect for the 'princess' as they say it. The twins were dressed nicely in white and gold coats with long backs. Their hairs were still spiked but were neatly styled. They really play the role as twins seeing as everything in them is similarly styled. Dan grinned and elbowed a gaping Ren to snap him out of his daydream. I frowned at them.

The second woman said. Impossible, Manda. Tell me it is not true, what about the princes and princesses. Dandara said as she gasped at the shocking news. Sometimes, I wonder, if you knocked your head on a stone. Well I knew that the princess, and possibly heir apparent Era, was taken prisoner by the leader behind the coup, himself, I suppose, she is rotting away in the dungeons, by now. But for the two twin princesses, Arianna, and Annabelle, I have no clue where they might be. Even their brother. Manda whispered as two of the warriors, walked towards them.