The Twin Who Took It All Novels & Stories

“And you didn’t think it might be, what’s the word... emotionally destabilizing to drop something like that on her and then just leave her alone?” “I didn’t just leave her,” I snapped. “I thought she might need space, I didn't want to impose my presence. I didn’t think she’d vanish either.” The short one leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “So, you’re telling us you were engaged to one twin… she died… then you ended up with the other twin purposely, by buying her from her mother, what kind of weird bullshit is this?” “That’s not how it was.” “Then how was it?”

"So what does this mean? She's fated to them, not me?" "Exactly." Alden closed the book. "You chose her, claimed her, made her your Luna in front of everyone. But fate chose the Vale twins for her. And no amount of claiming can change that." I wanted to destroy something. Wanted to hunt down those twins and rip them apart for having what should have been mine. "She's mine," I growled. "I claimed her first." "And that's what we'll use," Alden said, and something like satisfaction crept into his voice. "Don't you see, Kael? This is perfect."

“Enough with the cryptic. Sit down and start talking.” I should’ve thanked Seth properly for cutting that tension short before it swallowed me whole, but I was too busy hiding the fucking tent in my pants, and worse—trying to make sense of what the hell just walked into our house. Not Zenya. Not some lookalike. But his twin . A man with the same face, the same posture, the same fucking crooked smirk that made my knees weak. I cleared my throat, adjusting my position on the couch, arms folded like a prison wall over my lap, voice cracking like I hadn’t learned how to speak yet. “Where the hell have you been all this time?”

The male lead of the novel was my husband, Trevor, who was still overseas handling a crisis. The biggest villain was the man clinging to me. He was Trevor's identical twin brother, whom he had never mentioned. His name was Kayden Blackwell. The comments were endless. [Twin brothers falling for the same woman? This is so exciting!] [Jasmine really got the short end of the stick. She's just a tool, but hey, she's pretty, so I guess it's worth it!] [Kayden's love is so obsessive! His possessiveness is off the charts, and Trevor's restrained devotion is just as addictive! Once the brothers reconcile and join forces in business, Jasmine can gracefully exit!]

But I didn't see the hunters. I saw the twins. They were standing behind the soldiers, their eyes solid red, their small hands pointing at my heart. "Delete," they said in unison. My heart stopped. Who gave the twins the code, and what is the "Human-Centric" final solution?

"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.

She looked directly at Bianca. “It was… enlightening catching up.” With that, she walked away gracefully, leaving Bianca standing there with clenched fists. She answered the call. “Hi, Maya. What’s—” Maya’s panicked voice interrupted her immediately. “He took the twins!” Alita froze. Her expression changed instantly. “What?!” Her voice echoed through the hallway. She didn’t need Maya to say who he was. There was only one man reckless enough to do something like that.

With trembling hands, the old woman fastened the silver chain around twelve-year-old Luna's neck. *"This is yours, my little star," her grandmother had whispered, pressing her dry, warm lips against Luna's forehead. "Keep it hidden. Don't ever let them see it. Don't ever let them take what belongs to you."* *Luna nodded and hugged her tightly.* *But when she walked out of the bedroom into the hallway, twelve-year-old Aurora was standing in the shadows.* *Her twin—no, the girl she had always thought was her twin—stepped out, her arms crossed, her eyes burning with a dark, bitter coldness.*

It goes through everything, the roots, the water, my chest, my bones. White light floods everything and I lose sight of all of it. The last thing I see before it swallows me is the dark twin staring straight at me. His brown eyes flood gold, bright as Cael's, and he says in my own voice, calm and certain. "You just killed us all.”

Freddy LaValle and I were twins. We looked almost exactly alike, but our personalities couldn't have been more different. He grew up at the side of our parents, Charles LaValle and Wendy LaValle, who spoiled him rotten until he was arrogant to the core. I was raised by our grandmother, Agnes LaValle, and grew up quiet and reserved. While Freddy was clinging to our parents on trips, I was studying. While he was out drinking and betting on cockfights with his good-for-nothing friends, I was still studying. After long years of grueling study, I finally sat for the Palace Examination as the top-ranked candidate of the Grand Examination. Just as I was about to claim the highest honor, my pare