The Twins Siblings New Life Manga นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I will have sex with a complete stranger—to the man that my twin is supposed to marry. “Are you leaving?” My mother asked when we were about to leave. Theodore paid his respect to my mother and eyed me for a moment. “I'll go inside first,” he uttered and finally let go of my hand. “You're doing well,” she commented, wearing that strange smile. I can tell that she was not happy—she’s probably not. My twin just died and we are here, attending her supposed wedding. “I might be your stubborn daughter, Mom…but please, don't worry about me. I got this. I always got this,” I assured her and held her hands.

I looked over at Ashley, who was watching me with concern. "We'll figure this out, Abby," Ashley said, taking my hand. "We'll keep looking until we find someone who can help." I nodded hoping she was right. My case just had to be different, Ashley and I were twins yet I was the one with weird symptoms. We shared the same womb for months, why was I the black sheep? Did my genes suddenly change or what, I needed an explanation.

They went back home. As the seconds turned to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days to weeks, weeks to months and months to years, so was the bond between the twins and among the animals grew stronger and stronger. Many years in the jungle, the king and queen of the jungle had grown so much bigger and stronger than they ever imagined. As strong as the elephants were, a roar from Taiwo made them lay low and bow to him while keyinde fighting was no match to no one around except her brother. She has watched her brother fought big beasts that troubled the jungle with skills and strength that she couldn't defeat. As grown men and women, they had to get married and have kids so what happe

Before I could even breathe to scream, the shadow past my garden gate lunged out at me. It wasn’t a knife that tore into my chest it was the sudden, sickening realization that my identical twin sister was back, and she was here to dismantle my entire life. Looking back, I had exactly twenty-four months of absolute safety before my marriage turned into a psychological war zone. Before the nightmare officially started, my world was beautifully, deceptively quiet.

He took a step forward, towards the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. And she screamed. It was a scream that still haunts his dreams sometimes, terrified and hysterical. He’d stood there, not thinking, not breathing, not understanding. And then he did. His soulmate already had a soulmate. It was as if life couldn’t get enough laughs at his expense. Because it was a situation that rarely befell anyone. Twins. One alive, the other passed in the womb. The living one is born with a single mark, but if they encountered their kin’s soulmate, a new mark would be formed.

Their eyes, glowing unnaturally, one set a vivid blue, the other a fiery red, cut through the darkness like beacons. Jeremy narrowed his eyes at the strangers, sizing them up. They were identical—twin brothers, their features eerily similar, both of them tall and broad-shouldered with an otherworldly aura. The air around them crackled with an energy that made everyone in the clearing feel a deep sense of dread. Ivy stepped forward, her voice shaking as she addressed them. “Who are you? And what are you doing here?” The twins exchanged a glance, their expressions cold and calculating. One of them—the one with the blue eyes—spoke first. His voice was calm, but something was chilling about it.

“Well, we won and I got a new jacket!” Noriko said happily while wearing said expensive looking jacket. “And more money!” Toya cheered with her. The twins, Cai Kang, Kurai, Ryosuke, Fukuna, Maiko and Kazuha are all at a restaurant for dinner where they are celebrating Noriko winning first place in an art competition she won. However, that wasn't the reason why the twins are happy. It also came with prize money. Unsurprisingly, everyone else isn't as happy.

Beyond their earrings, their tattoos set them apart too, intricate designs that wound across their shoulders and chests, each unique to its owner. His brother, the one with just one earring, had a lighter presence. He laughed more, carried himself with a playful swagger that made his coldness feel less intimidating. Both were terrifying in their own right, but while the single-earring twin could almost pass for approachable, his brother radiated danger from every pore. One look at him and you knew he didn’t tolerate games or disobedience. To be honest, I still couldn’t keep their names straight. Lysander and Lucien sounded the same in my exhausted mind. All I knew for certain was that their

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.

Now, seeing the fruits of all those years of effort, I couldn't be prouder. "Mom, we owe it all to you for raising us so tirelessly all these years…" "Yeah, Mom. Without your patient guidance, we'd never have made it this far…" The twins had always been filial and considerate. They knew how much I had sacrificed for them, and often promised that once they graduated and found good jobs, they would ensure I lived out my old age in comfort. Their words filled me with warmth. And then I remembered—two days from now would be their birthday.