The Twin Thieves Novels & Stories

"Both wanted for murder, robbery, and some government-level stuff that I don't even want to get into. If you notice anything funny, keep going. Don't ask questions." Theresa smiled too casually. "There are plenty of twins in the world. Doesn't mean all of them are thieves." The driver shrugged once more. "You're right. Just be careful, okay?" "Thanks for your advice," I said more tightly than I wanted to. A few minutes later, he dropped us outside Theresa's gate. We thanked him, paid, and alighted. As he accelerated away, I saw his car disappear around the bend before facing Theresa. "Twins?" I gasped.

Ross leaned in, curious. I took a step closer to the twins, my arms loose at my sides, voice calm as if I was just telling a bedtime story. “They’re Fabian and Derico," I said. "Infamous in the darker circles. Shape shifters. Assassins. Murderers. FBI's Most Wanted list — but they’ve never been caught because no one knows what they actually look like. They shift faces too easily. This is their real face, we’re the first to see them. They are also the wonderful people who killed Darcy and Reeves. But I’m sure you put those two dots together."

PROLOGUE The city of shadows and secrets, where power whispers through the streets and fear cloaks the night, is ruled by two names that send shivers down the spine of every inhabitant: Lucian and Dominic. These twins, with their strikingly identical appearances but uniquely dangerous auras, are the reigning mafia lords of the country. Their empire, built on ruthlessness and an iron will, is a testament to their dominance in a world where weakness is not an option.

“She always seemed fragile yet she was lethal.” “That is the nature of man, James.” Lance retorted and sighed with regret and disappointment. He was still in denial about Vivian’s true identity. She was the other Santana twin who had gone missing after the raid on their camp three years ago. The Santana twins were a notorious car robbery syndicate in Flora. They led a group of youngsters in the business of mugging people and stealing their cars. These cars were either dismantled with different parts sold off to scrap and car dealers or they had their colors and plates numbers altered for resale. But there was something confusing about these girls; they came from a wealthy politician’s family

She smiled provocatively, responding boldly: "I could say that I came just to watch the spectacle you are providing to nature, but in fact, I came to offer a solution. I warned you that she wouldn't work out for you, didn't I? Now, if you want revenge on her, sleep with me. Let everyone in the pack know, restore your image, and then reject her before she does it to you, after all, it's inevitable, isn't it? I'll take you back." The brothers exchanged glances, a silent communication passing between them. The raven, an attentive spectator of the scene, seemed to hold its breath, anticipating the unfolding events. Tiffany's proposal hung in the air like a temptation, an offer that aimed not onl

I shook my head quickly, the slow pounding ache said otherwise, but admitting weakness in front of her and everyone here felt like handing over a dagger and turning my back for them to attack me with. Before she could prod further, a voice boomed across the open ground. “Alaric!” We all turned. I blinked in disbelief. Twins!!. Actual twins, striding toward us with an air of command that almost rivaled Alaric’s. Identical in height, shoulders broad, features sharp, their eyes flicked instantly to him. “Jethro. Jackson,” Alaric drawled, his smirk deepening, as though their sudden appearance amused him. One of the twin… Jethro, I think, froze when he spotted the somewhat dried blood trailing do

Hannah kept her chin up and let Andy's hand stay exactly where it was. She spotted Danny near the bar before he spotted her — tuxedo, drink already in hand, Gianna beside him in emerald green, her fingers curled possessively around his arm like she'd stopped bothering to hide it. Then Danny looked up, and his whole face rearranged itself around the sight of his wife and his brother walking in together, Andy's hand still resting low on her back. "Don't look away first," Andy murmured. "That's rule one of tonight." "You didn't mention there were rules for tonight."

​And on the mahogany table, in the spot where the children had been sitting, lay a single, dead white lily—the signature flower of my shop—with a note pinned to it through a gold dagger. ​The debt isn't paid until the blood is returned. ​The twins have been snatched from the heart of the Sterling fortress. Is it a kidnapping, or has the "Secret Enemy" finally made their move? And whose blood is the note demanding?

I whipped around to Roe and Venus with wide frightened eyes, “The twins” I whispered. My voice broke slightly with the fear warping into my words. We don’t know who these Weres are, or what their intentions are. Do they really mean no harm, or is it just a ploy to get close enough to hurt us. Are they here from me, or for my babies, who knows. I can’t take the risk of waiting to find out. The twins are the most important thing, and I will kill anyone that threatens their lives. Roe nodded back to me in understanding and dashed back into the house. I turned my gaze on Venus, who paused. She looked over at Elaine’s wolf, then out to the gathering fighters, before back to me. She was hesitating

Kent was surprised. “Those names you mentioned exist,” the man looked around as if scared. “Yes they exist in Ludo’s story.” “No! Not in the story.” Kent looked at the man. “Those are real people.” “Are you drunk?” “I’m having orange juice,” the man showed Kent his glass. “The names you mentioned are nick names of the infamous crime lords of our City. Brawler and Brains are twins.” “You are kidding right?” “How i wish i was, man. Your girl, Ludo, is getting herself into some serious trouble,” the man said assured. “Did they do something to her?”