The Twin Who Took It All Novels & Stories

“The twins.” Silence stretched, thick. Then: “So she told you.” “No,” Noah snapped. His eyes cut toward me, blazing. “We found it.” The man gave a noise, half grunt, half curse. “Then you already know one of the twins was taken. Vivienne and Catherine saw to it and the fortune? It doesn’t land with them. It runs to you, Noah, to your children.” My chest closed in. Nova’s laugh flickered bright in my memory, sticky fingers, curls in my hands, and the ghost of the baby I never got to hold burned underneath.

Title: The Twin Sisters Two twin sisters, Aurélie and Béatrice, physically identical but with very different personalities, are at the heart of this story. Aurélie, recently married to Lorenzo, presents herself to him as an experienced woman, but actually hides her virginity and a deep anxiety about physical intimacy.

Relief washed through me. Without those records, Giovanni could never truly be Giovanni again. He would exist only as Marco, the insignificant twin who had never touched the family's inner circle. The identity he had stolen with such care had just become his prison. After the funeral, Natalia tugged at my sleeve. Her voice dropped to a whisper, sharp with a child's instincts. "Mama, when Uncle Marco touched his nose just now, it was exactly like Papa. And the way he talks, too. It feels the same."

she said, but you wasted time now is lunch time. Am sorry darling it was the shareholder.” Angelo said.” Those greedy old mongers. Valentine said Then Angelo called his secretary to bring the food in. They all sat together to eat. After that, the twins went back to work while she went back to her couch. After the twins were done with work, they all went back home together. After freshening up, they were cuddling on the blanket when Angelo's phone rang. He saw that it was his assistant, so he left to take the call.

I head home early for Thanksgiving, wanting to surprise my family. The moment I step through the door, my sister, Lilith Brooks, calls 911. "I need to report a break-in. There's an intruder." It isn't until the police rush in and snap handcuffs onto my wrists that I finally panic. "Dad, Mom, Rosa! Tell them! It's me, Samuel!" My parents just shake their heads in unison. "We don't know him." Even Rosa Monroe, my partner of five years, turns her face away. "He's probably just some obsessed underclassman with a crush on me." After 15 agonizing days in jail, my best friend, Harley Smith, finally posts my bail. With bloodshot eyes, I pour my heart out to him about the sheer insanity of it a

“I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw your photo in Dan’s old things. The way you smiled in those pictures… It haunted me. While my brother ran from responsibility, I built an empire. But none of it filled the emptiness. Then I found you — broken, fierce, raising his daughter alone. You’re not just a pawn, Judith. You’re the one thing that makes me feel something real.” His confession hit like a punch to the chest. Tears formed in my eyes. Was this the ruthless billionaire everyone feared, or a man twisted by years of rivalry with his twin? His body pressed closer, the hard length of him grinding slowly against my core through our clothes.

My twin sister and I were born with the same face and nothing else in common. Elara was gentle enough to step around an ant. I was vicious. Cross me and I'd take your skin off and never lose a night's sleep over it. The year we came of age, the Crown Prince chose Elara. But the old court held that royal twins brought ruin. If Elara was to be Crown Princess, I had to die. So our parents wept and begged me to drink a death-simulating draught and disappear forever. Before I left, I made three demands. First, my Shadow Guard would pass to Elara. Second, she'd have a dowry worthy of a princess and a wedding no one could sneer at. Third, if the Crown Prince ever wronged her, they'd bring her

The mirror of her own deceit is beginning to dismantle her tower from within. She laid the pen down flat against the ledger, her gray eyes tracking the dual-timeline diagrams she had spent days constructing. The perfume trail was gone, the air inside her concrete sanctuary was freezing and clean once more, and as the clock on her phone flashed four in the afternoon, Ava knew the tactical shift was entirely secure. Amelia believed she had taken it all, but by running down to the boys' quarters to demand a reaction, the twin who took it all had just proven that her stolen kingdom was already drowning in its own terror.

“Gwen?” She ignored him. Her eyes went straight to Blair. The anger on her face was unlike anything I had ever seen. Blair’s smile disappeared. Gwen raised a trembling finger and pointed directly at her. “You.” Blair slowly stood. “What are you doing here?” Gwen laughed bitterly. “You and your twin framed me with your fake kidnapping!” The room went silent. My blood ran cold. Father stared at her. “What did you just say?” Gwen’s eyes shifted to me. “And you.” I froze. She pointed at me too. “You both played this family for fools.”

***ABOUT THE BOOK*** Threesome with the Billionaire Twins is exactly like what its title says. This story will contain a polygamous relationship between most, if not all, the characters. Plus, there will be explicit 18+ scenes in some chapters (I'll put a warning on top). Therefore, if you're sensitive about polygamy, please do not read this story. If you're okay with threesome but not comfortable with 18+ scene, please skip the chapter with "🔞Warning🔞".