The Twins Novels & Stories

And still… here I was. Drawn to them. Again. Against reason. Against vengeance. Against the oath I had sworn over my parents’ graves. I stopped at the edge of the clearing, my breath catching when I saw them waiting. The Ligaya twins. Two figures framed by the pale wash of moonlight, shoulders squared, wolves bristling beneath their skin. They looked like shadows carved out of the night itself…dangerous, unyielding, every inch of them a reminder of what I had sworn to destroy.

We had suffered so much, yet our husbands didn't believe us and didn't even care about us! Back when my twin sister and I married the Smith twins, our story made the front page of the Avalon Times. Everyone said it was fate—the perfect match. Twin sisters marrying twin brothers sounded like something straight out of a fairy tale. People sent us their blessings, calling it the most romantic story of the year. But now? That fairytale had turned into something else entirely. Our marriages were far from perfect. They weren't even happy. They were devastating. "Lily, look at Annie's post," I choked, handing the phone to her.

Thelma pouted and glanced at the shoe. "What's so lucky of that trash? You are a disgrace to all pretty twin in this world. Aargh! Disgusting!" Theresa sassed and pushed the glass entrance door open. They were welcomed by the piercing gaze of the employees. Do you remember that silent stare you get when you walk into a new building or school? This was how the moment was. Everyone had left what they were doing to steal a glimpse of the identical twin walking in. Thelma and Theresa had a willowy figure. Thelma had pulled her brown hair into a ponytail while Theresa let her hair down on her shoulder.

I fell on the chair. He’s right. Nothing changes the fact that he is my brother and my twin. I always thought back in the past that because we are twins, we will live together forever, doing everything together, having each other's backs because that is how twins are to function. But I find myself drifting further away from Eric. It’s even more like we are strangers. God made me the stronger one and him kind of the weaker one. I’m to be his strength and him my weakness. But I don’t have a weakness because everything is my weakness.

I quickly walked to the stairs. "You asshole!" Joan screamed. "Hey hey twins!" The twins are 14 years old now but they're 2 balls of disaster. Sometimes they fight, sometimes they love each other m, sometimes they bullied Axel together and sometimes they got scolded by Axel.. how colorful. "What happen here?" I saw the twins currently wrestling. "Joel.. don't pull your sister's hair." I quickly picked Joan up to safe her from Joel's wrath. "What happen here?" I asked again and they both turned silent.

I smiled knowingly. The twins bore a striking resemblance to Marc and I when we were little and created mischief around this very pack house. When he finally found his voice, it sounded constricted. “You must be the famous twins, Ruby Nerva and Bill Nerva. Nice to meet you. I’m Marc Nerva.” The twins studied him like he was an alien with two heads. “What? We are famous?” was Ruby’s crazed reply, latching on to what she considered the most important word in Marc’s statement.

I was trying to focus when I overheard Zubby and Leah. “You know there was another massacre that happened right after the one in Tullmere, right?” Zubby said. “That shit was creepy as fuck.” “I heard something like that, but I thought it was people spreading rumors or duplicating news,” Leah muttered. “Nope. There was another sort of mauling in Africa. In B'Afra or something, not sure.” Zubby muttered. “I mean, over there, you could actually believe it was a wild animal. But a warehouse in Tullmere? How did the animal get in there? And why hasn’t it been found yet?”

he asked for clarification Ruth told him everything her mother had told her concerning her birth and that of Chantel and also filled him in on their struggles and everything that had happened to her and her mother including the loss of her father. "Wow, love, that is a lot to go through. I never knew Chantel was never your biological sister. I have heard stories of siblings from different parents but it is always a woman bringing in a child from another mother or a father bringing in a child from another woman but I have never heard of twins born of the same mother having different biological parents. This is the strangest story I have heard in my entire life," he commented "I found it hard

Fuck. Of course that isn't what happened. The twins enemies did not fucking do this. They did. They got bored of me. They fell out of love with me. Or maybe they realized that they never loved me. They just wanted to fuck me. I was the shiny, new, never before used toy and they wanted someone to have fun and use and that is what I was for them. That shiny, new, never before used toy. That someone they could have fun with. I am such a fucking stupid idiot.

he says down the phone to me. “Hey, to you too bro. Listen, Chase, I have you on speakerphone right now and I want you to say hi to my friends Wren and Robin. But listen to this, they are twins too and they’ve never met another set of twins either.” “Jen, did you know that twins happen quite often, but not as often as a single birth? It’s peculiar we haven’t encountered any other twins, but I’m glad you’ve made new friends who are twins. Remind me, what were their names?” Typical of my brother, he doesn’t say hi just goes straight into business mode.