They Crowned My Twin Novels & Stories

"He is married. His wife's name is Arla Holland. There are photographs. A wedding. Interviews. A whole public life. And she looks exactly like you, Ellesmere. Not similar. Exactly." I said nothing. I couldn't think of anything that would make sense. "I've known you for two years. I've seen your emergency contact form. It says none in the sibling field, in your own handwriting. So explain to me how a woman with an identical twin married to a billionaire ends up pregnant by that same man, and lives in a town where nobody's ever heard the name Arla Morrison." His jaw tightened. "Because right now, none of this adds up to anything except you lying to everyone for two years, and I'd like to be wr

“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.

Damon drifts toward center ice and stops at the logo. I follow. For a moment, we stand where the game began. Where so much between us almost ended. “Funny,” he says. “All that fighting over who gets the crown.” “And?” He looks at me fully. “There was only ever one.” The words hang there. Not competitive. Not sharp. Certain. Only one crown. And it doesn’t belong to one king. The arena lights dim slightly as the crew prepares to clean up. I feel his hand brush mine. Not by accident.

I gave my Mafia husband forty years of marriage. His last request was that I stop making things difficult for my stepsister. “She has no one, Elena. Let her keep what I gave her.” The night my stepsister fled her arranged marriage, my stepmother drugged me and sent me to Dante De Luca’s penthouse to save the family’s shipping deal. When I woke, I told him the truth. “Call off the wedding. I’ll explain everything.” The young Mafia boss fastened my open collar. “You’re the one I’ll be waiting for tomorrow. I take care of my wife.” For a while, he did. He remembered my favorite food and stayed beside me through my nightmares. I began to believe he could love me. Three years later, Evelyn called

At the end, the Crownridge Titans won. “Yes!” Elena was throwing herself up and down. “Those are my boys. It is so nice to see that they are way better than your arrogant husband. How can they be so perfect?” She was completely mesmerised. She was truly happy that the Sterling twins had outshined Damien for the very first time ever. Everyone knew how much Damien loves the spotlight and being in control… but he was failing since the twins arrived. While I just smiled, clapping my hands together. Across the ice, Kade skated towards Knox while the team members celebrated them. Just then Knox and Kade started waving around the arena as the fans chanted their names.

Rory stood in the doorway for a long moment, a slow, uncomfortable understanding settling over him. "They forgot," he said. "Forgot what?" Declan asked, not turning. "That it's your birthday too. We were born on the same day." Rory crossed the room. "You spent months planning that party for me. You gave the toast. You made everything about me. And you let it, without a word, because you wanted me to have it." Declan finally turned, and smiled, a little sheepishly. "It was your year." "It was both our years," Rory said, with sudden force. "Dec. We're twins."

You have the one crown resting between your heads and you speak together at the same time. Rota pulled back quickly in shock, “We will be crowned together?” “Yes that is what I saw” the girl answered “Mia, we will share the crown, like the twins” Mia’s face lit up, and she felt a huge burden lift from her shoulders. “Oh that is the best news, Sister. And they embraced happy to have this revelation. “What is your name” Rota asked “Tia” said the girl. “Thank you, Tia” said Rota.

To be able to strive to where I am and abandon the street life behind, my twin brother and I have used a lot of ways. I knew my sibling wasn't fond of the way I did, but who was he to judge me? He also slept around with his clients to get his business contract. Why couldn't I do the same? I knew he tried his best to make money so that he could protect me from being tainted. But please. I didn't need his help. I could survive on my own. I didn’t need someone who was older than me by merely seven minutes to tell me what to do. Just for the record, I wasn't a s*x maniac. I just loved to piss my elder twin off when I knew he hated to see me sleeping around.

She nodded and jumped from Kenzie’s arms and into my own. “Your mate is very pretty and very strong. Don’t let her doubt herself.” Then she leaned into my ear and whispered, “you need to ask the King to officially coronate the twins. The spies in the kingdom will get worried and start making mistakes. It will also allow the mate-bond between two who need it as soon as possible if we want them to live.” I kissed her forehead and nodded. Yeah, she sounded very much like an Oracle there. Very wise beyond her years.

I said to myself looking our wedding pictures in my phone. Well they all are taken by Mihir and some of Anshika's friends, we were smiling looking eachother but it's all fake and forced. But we're looking good together. It's just the third day of our wedding and she's missing. I take a deep sigh and put my face in between my palms. Rubbing it tired ly. "Mama..mamma..mama, mama" I heard the toddler voice of the twins their first word, thier first word is 'mumma'.