Twewy Rhyme Novels & Stories

It has always been there, even before we knew what it was. Cael presses his forehead to mine because the tunnel is too small to move. His breath is hot on my face because he is close. The blood on our hands is sticky between us because we are still holding on. The voice comes back and says, “A twin bond cannot break,” and the words land inside my head, not my ears. It says, “It can only be transferred,” because that is the old law, and “One heart must carry it alone,” because two hearts will burn out by the full moon.

Just as I walk out of sight I hear Jessie send a low growl through the link before I close it off. Peyton and I walk towards the tree line just making small talk. It is a crisp fall day and the view of the forest and the changing fall leaves are breathtaking. All of the reds, yellows and oranges make the trees look like they are ablaze with the different colors of Autumn. Mother Nature does some of her finest work this time of year and I absolutely love the crisp air.

Britney blurted out. Danielle knew Britney was right, She's carried away by the moments and blind to see what's happening. They both kept discussing other things. As Britney threw her left hand at Danielle to show her the engagement ring perfectly placed on her finger. Danielle screamed at the top of her voice as she hugged Britney with tears rolling down her cheek. She couldn't believe her best friend was getting married soon, She was happy for her.

“Isa?” Isadora’s lips quirked into a grin—wry, familiar, the grin of a woman who had danced on the edge of fire and returned with ashes still clinging to her. “Miss me, sorellina?” The twins collided in an embrace, arms wrapping tight, tears spilling freely as they clung to each other. Emilia buried her face against Isadora’s shoulder, her body trembling with the force of her relief. “I thought I’d lost you,” Emilia whispered, her voice breaking.

I looked at her beside me and I laughed "Is scream- screaming tha- that good?", I asked but the wind kept taking my words away. Amelia heard anyways and she nodded. I smiled at her before holding her left hand in mine. I raised it quickly as I shouted and Amelia followed. I put our hands down before rai them again. I assure you, it's the best experience ever. I did it a few times more before the ride finally stopped. Amelia was breathing heavily this time around. "That. Was. Awesome", she said slowly as she breathed and I laughed.

Thought they'd score two Corvell scholars, but what they got instead were two burdens! This time, Janey didn't curse the group out.

she laughed nervously, Shawn froze, staring at the mix of pink and blue confetti scattered across the floor, across Eva’s hair, across his own shoulders. Then the realization hit him like a lightning strike, “Twins,” His voice cracked with awe, “We are having twins!” He exclaimed, throwing a fist in the air, The room erupted in joyous shock, “Twins?!” Eleanor gasped, covering her mouth, Richard let out a rare laugh, “This is Incredible,” Daine squealed, clapping her hands together, “Oh my goodness, one boy and one girl!”

“The Twins, as they were called in our common tongue; represented by the markings on those trees.” Her statements made Alex take another look at the symbols on the Twisted Oak. They appeared to be exactly the same, but with one key difference: one series was darker than the other. “So, they’re opposites or something?” he said aloud. Rowan smiled. “Very good.” Alex approached Rowan and sat down beside her by the waterside. Somehow, he was finding himself interested. “If they’re opposites,” he began, “what do they balance between each other?”

** One year later. The twins’ first birthday was a whirlwind of balloons, cake, and laughter. Alejandro and Antonio—named after Andres’ grandfathers—clapped their tiny hands as the family sang, their giggles filling the air. Celia sat nearby, frail but smiling, her eyes shining as she watched her grandsons. Shortly after the twins celebrated their first birthday, the house was quiet. Celia lay in her bed, surrounded by family. Ainara held her hand while Santino held the other. Andres was there with Jaime, who couldn’t stop sobbing even though he knew this moment would come.

The sky hung low with a dusky orange glow as Ronnie and I sprinted toward the rusted barrels near the fence. The cheers behind us rose like a wave, feeding the chaos that buzzed through my blood. My hands were shaking, but I didn’t stop. We unscrewed the caps, tilted the canisters, and started pouring gasoline into the air—recklessly, wildly. Like it was a kind of prayer. Or a dare. The fumes wrapped around us, sharp and dizzying. My throat burned. My eyes watered. But still, we kept going.