The Whispers Twins Married Novels & Stories

Just like her, whenever you search me up with the twins, nothing shows up. I know that part of that is because of my past, but I would have expected at least one article about them being married. For two men who are always in the news for their business, it’s surprising their wife or any mention of their marriage has not been seen in any articles. They must have most of the news companies paid off because they don’t want my privacy invaded. Or maybe they don’t want Sara to find out about me? I slip on a tank top and shorts, grabbing a pair of socks and running shoes.

I told him, tapping his chin with my index finger. "I'm ready when you are" His golden hair was quite a mess making him look even more handsome. He ran his fingers through it trying to put it back in place. Every time his hair would cover his face it would remind me he was a twin. They were identical but they were very similar. We both got up and got dressed. We told everyone goodbye and since they wouldn't need to pick people up from the airport anymore I had Whisper come back with us. She needed to be with her husband. I wouldn't separate them again.

“The whispers, mommy. Do you hear the whispers?” I stepped further into the room, trying to convince myself that this was nothing more than the kids being kids. My kids were being silly. They didn’t know what they were saying. But as soon as I made it over to the window, I heard it. It was the faintest of whispers, but I did hear it. There was no denying it. Someone was whispering to my twins. The closer I listened, the more I realized that there was some sense to the whispers. They weren’t just random whispers, oh no. These whispers were a curse.

The whispers grew into a roar that could not be silenced, a call for unity that shook the very core of the underworld. The twins watched us, their eyes wide with wonder, as the world around them began to change. They knew the price we had paid for peace, the sacrifices we had made for their future. The whispers grew into a shout that could be heard by all, a declaration that love was stronger than fear.

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.

"Yes I know right, they are identical twins. I really won't be able to tell them apart if I was the one who gave birth to them, I wonder how their mother does it." "Oh wait a minute, these kids look exactly like the CEO. No one told me the CEO remarried and now has children. No wonder he decided to come through this entrance after so many years." "How are we supposed to know that piece of information when we never get to see him, I didn't know there was a time he was married at all."

I know what she is talking about but. What is this I feel? Like I’m been betrayed and cheated on. It sounds weird but I get jealous every time Erica mentions the quality time she spends with Rein. “You love your twin's fiancé.” A voice whispered and I looked up, looking around to see no one and I sighed in relief. Shut it, damn mind! However, life was good especially with dad around until one day..

She stopped thinking when he walked back to her bed and climbed on it. He pulled her in and pecked her forehead, "Goodbye twinnie," he said in a whisper so only she could hear. He got up and left the room. "What is his deal? Can he really leave me? We haven't seen each other virtually all our lives and here he is, leaving!" She shouted in her head.

She was grateful that Philip and Barbara were able to get through it. Then, the most precious moment arrived. The twins held their breath. Both of their hands clenched as they waited for the right moment to cheer. "I hereby pronounce you husband and wife. Mister Martin, you may kiss your bride." Philip and Barbara moved closer. Small chuckles escaped them. The moment their lips touched, the twins spread their joy into the air. "Woohoo! Philip is now our uncle!" "We have two uncles now!" Emily also raised her hands. Her legs spontaneously straightened forward, matching the surge of energy.

At the end of the aisle, just before we turned into the garden's side path where we'd have a moment alone before photographs, I leaned close to Trenton's ear. "I'm already pregnant with twins and we're already married," I said. "What scandal could we possibly cause next?" He stopped walking and looked at me with pure delight, a laugh building in his chest that came out full and real. "Let's find out," he said. He kissed me again right there at the end of the aisle where everyone could still see us, one hand on my face and one on my barely-there stomach, laughing against my mouth while our guests cheered. Mr. and Mrs. Rhiggs.