Tied Up In Twins Novels & Stories

Even worse, hurt her. Her hand drops down to her still flat tummy and she can feel a subtle flutter inside her. Her babies. That’s right. Twins. They were having twins. What are the odds of that was happening again? She had twins with Clarke and now she is having twins with Daniel. It’s like both of their sperm with the twin genetics were waiting at the front line the whole time, ready to plant themselves before the other sperm can catch up to them. Okay, weird analogy but yeah that’s how she was imagining it.

Ethan’s grip tightened on my waist, his fingers digging in just enough to remind me who held the power. He pulled me closer, his body radiating dominance. “She’s very real, brother.And she’s mine.” A tense conversation followed — cold greetings masking deep, hidden resentment. Ethan asked about Dan’s time abroad. Dan gave short, clipped answers, his eyes never leaving mine. The air crackled with unspoken accusations and old rivalries between the twins. After a few painful minutes, Dan’s shoulders slumped. Heartbroken, he looked at me one last time, pain and confusion swirling in his eyes.

It is the way they look like carbon copies of each other. Twins, no doubt. They have the same sharp jaws and the same dark hair. Then Skye loses it. She goes crazy inside my head, howling, jumping, and screaming. I can’t even hear myself think. Mate, mate, mate! she yells. I press my hand to my chest. The bond hits me like a truck. I can feel it reaching out toward both of them. Both. Oh no! The first twin sees me standing there like a dummy. His eyebrow goes up with what looks like disdain and amusement. He walks past me and sits on the bed closest to the window.

I shot them down and rushed to where the twins were. I found them tied up—both hands and feet, with tape over their mouths. My heart broke at the sight. I quickly freed them. We were about to leave when several armed men entered, leaving us no choice but to fight. Even the twins joined in, fighting bravely despite their small size. They managed to keep up with the bigger opponents. But then something happened that I didn’t expect—someone suddenly hugged me from behind, taking the bullet meant for me. When I turned around, I saw Dave. I froze on the spot, stunned by what I saw. I couldn’t move. The twins were crying, but I still couldn’t snap out of it.

Since I wasn’t going to be alive much longer, I wanted to spend my last moments with my pup. After dismissing the healer’s suggestion, I walked out of the Temple of Healing. My intention was to find Lucia. We were twins. From the day we were born, we were destined to never be apart, even in death. Amid my journey, Kaden Hems called me on the phone for once. Staring at the caller ID, I recalled that Kaden cut off our mind link. “Can’t you give it a rest even for one day? Just because you’re my mate doesn’t give you the right to mindlink me all day.

Karla's Pov “Mate.” They all said in unison. I blinked once, twice, thrice, momentarily forgetting the pain. Mate? What did they just say? Mate? Who is their mate? Alpha Darwin? Alpha Darwin was their mate? That can't be, they just killed him, his body was on the ground. Or were they trying to claim a dead body as their mate? This was crazy. I had no idea that the quadruplets had this kind of fetish. But why were they looking at me with that kind of gaze?

“Get out.” The twins hesitated before finally leaving, their shoulders slumped. Bella locked the door behind them and exhaled sharply. She needed space. She needed time to calm the storm raging inside her. Tonight had been too much.

The wheels of destiny were in motion, and there would be no turning back. Violet's evident internal turmoil echoed the deep introspection that had seized both brothers. Archer and Mateo, despite their shared physical appearance and bond, often approached life's challenges from distinct angles. This shared destiny of fatherhood, especially under such remarkable and unforeseen circumstances, however, brought them even closer in their shared sense of purpose and responsibility.

“Identical twins or triplets have one mate, they are from one egg and one sperm. So, they are basically the same person, just in different bodies. Fraternal twins come from two eggs and two sperm so they have two soulmates, Like my father and Uncle.” “But, why do I have four?” I asked laying my head on her shoulder, my curly brunette hair falling in my face. “Did my glasses break?” “My Uncle Chris will figure it out. And yes, but I called in for you another pair.” She hugged me as I heard a light knock on my wooden door.

“Madonna mia. Look at you. You’re huge.” Emilia swatted her arm, laughing. “It’s been a month! What did you expect?” “Twins or not, you look like you’ve swallowed a melon,” Isadora teased, but her voice was soft with awe. She rested a hand gently over Emilia’s stomach. “They’re really in there. Alive. I can’t believe it.” “They’re fighters,” Emilia whispered, her hand covering Isadora’s. “Just like us.” Their laughter dissolved into another tight hug, the kind only twins could share—the kind that stitched together every wound, every scar.