The Unwanted Twin Novels & Stories

I cried. Doctor Liam smiled softly. He turned on the screen, and the image, just like the one in the ultrasound room, appeared before me, only that in this, the little blip was bigger and it was moving more as well. “The vanishing twin syndrome happens in about one in eight twin pregnancies,” he explained, pausing to make sure I was listening. “One embryo fails to develop fully and is reabsorbed into the body or misidentified as residual tissue. It’s rare to discover the surviving twin this late, but...it happens.”

And the same as Jeremy, the first thing she thought was running away. She wasn't ready. And she didn't know when she would be ready. Yes, she and Jeremy had always been close. He was undeniably attractive, with a sculpted body that made other guys jealous. But they were siblings, for God's sake – twins, even! They were twins! It was beyond any moral or social code, and even if the pack was the most accepting group on the planet, Celeste couldn't imagine them condoning her and Jeremy being together. A forbidden romance between twins? This was the stuff of sordid novels, not real life. And yet here she was, smack dab in the middle of it all.

I don’t know what’s going on, but I know I have to be there. Someone, something has taken three sets of twins that we know of. All around the same age. The other’s have all been returned safely, unharmed, untraumatised by the event and there’s no reason to believe that anything bad has happened to my boys. Yet it’s creepy as fuck and I hate it. I hate it with everything that I am.

Trista’s POV “The Cartwright family has a mysterious gene,” Dagny told me. “We’ve often believed that it’s a curse, although we don’t know where the curse came from.” “A mysterious gene?” I asked. “What sort of gene?” “Twins,” she said, her expression serious. “You see, every time someone in the Cartwright family gets pregnant, it’s always with twin boys. Sometimes, the two books like similar, almost like identical twins. But other times, they look completely different. Either way, they never get along. They’re destined to war with each other from the day they take their first breath. It doesn’t matter when any one does. It’s just their fate. One twin always ends up killing the other. It’s a

I just hope that it is nothing too serious. “I know how much you resisted last time but please reconsider my offer. I would like you to come and live in my pack, but this time the offer is only temporary as there is a reason for this request.” He starts. “What is the reason?” I ask. “There is someone poking around you, they are ruthless and use others to get what they want. And right now what they want is you, or rather what you have.” “I see, so how would moving to your pack help me?” I ask.

“Regan committed adultery, repeatedly. He emotionally abandoned you. And if you can present proof that he told you to terminate your pregnancy—” I swallowed hard at that, my stomach twisting. “—then we can frame a case around emotional and psychological harm. The court may see it as neglect, cruelty, and moral unfitness. With that in place, we can make any future claim of his look like retaliation. Judges don’t respond well to men who abandon their wives and unborn children.” It was brutal. It was cold. But it was the truth. I stared at him, unsure of what to say. He continued, his tone gentler now, as if sensing I was overwhelmed.

THE UNWANTED WIFE 2: THE LOVE WE BUILT CHAPTER 2 – The following morning, Adrian woke up earlier than usual. He barely slept the night before. His mind was occupied with the message he had received and the decision he was about to make. For months, he had been secretly preparing for something that could change his future. Something his father would never approve of. He sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the folder placed on his desk. Inside were documents, application forms, and a few sketches he had worked on during his free time.

Most omegas didn’t survive long enough after S-Tier rejection to conceive. Twins from a rejected S-Tier bond? She searched the database. Twelve documented cases. Nine fatalities. Two with permanent damage. One survival bond accepted at sixteen weeks. Twin pregnancy with rejected bond: Zero recorded cases. The conclusion was brutal and clear. Kieran Hunt was dying. And she might not be able to stop it. --- Her phone vibrated. The patient's sister is still in the hall. Should we ask her to leave? Dr. Chen replied immediately. No. Let her stay.

General Watson straightened, his posture tightening almost imperceptibly, his instincts shifting instantly from passive observation to controlled assessment. “Explain that,” he said, his tone firm, leaving no room for ambiguity. The doctor nodded once, as though expecting the demand. “In rare medical cases,” he began, “it is possible for twins to be conceived from separate fertilisation events involving different paternal contributors. It is a condition known as heteropaternal superfecundation.” The term sounded clinical. Distant. But its meaning was anything but. Tricia’s fingers curled slightly against her abdomen, her breathing becoming uneven as the implications began to take form, not a

He decided to call his twin brother Nate who unofficially worked as his informant. "What the fuck do you want, Alex," Nate barked on the other line. "Greetings, my lovely brother," Alex smirked. "Get to the point, please. I am in the middle of scolding the twins," Nate groaned. "What did Ariana and Ally do this time?" Alex laughed. "They damaged Lucy," Nate sounded like he was about to burst into tears. Oh fuck...Lucy was Nate's precious mustang that he loved more than life itself. The twins fucked up big this time, Alex thought.