Novel & Cerita Twin Masters

Shea asked, clearly panicked. Chase, however, remained calm and even asked, "Didn't they say there are only eight Heavenly Masters in the Eastern Ocean and that several have already died recently? So, how has another true master shown up?" Though puzzled by Chase's question, Shea quickly explained, "Heavenly Masters? That title is an honor granted by the emperor of the Eastern Ocean to true masters who have made significant contributions to our nation. It's not just a term for all true master practitioners."

Whilst this group is arguing, the twins are already planning to face what they call 'ADMIRERS'. “These guys are stupid, really stupid,” commented Vic while paying attention to the heckling of these secretive admirers. “Hahaha, but they're cute” Zia chuckled. “Are they?” Vic smiles and shakes his head. The twins stroll along the other road and turn to enter an alleyway. They want to lure and trap these “FOLLOWERS”. “Young Master look.” Tan said with a bloated face. “They turn and walk into an alleyway? They're seeking death.” An evil look appeared on Leonard's face.

For even if it was in his own home, as leaders they had to set an example, and they had to know that death was approaching, for Mia's eyes were shining turquoise. Upstairs, muffled by the sound coming from inside the twins' room, a moan that was a mixture of pain and pleasure echoed. Inside the room, Paulo pulled Tiffany's hair hard as he penetrated her from behind, while Pedro fucked her mouth hard, going deeper and deeper. The twins were extremely hot, comparable to Greek gods. Even among wolves, who usually had perfect genetics, they were above average. Both had brown hair with golden highlights, golden brown eyes, faces that looked like they had been sculpted by an artist, and bodies tha

Plus, Rae has held my hand in support ever since the game started. “Shit man, I hate those twins!” Tiffany exclaims in disappointment as everyone on our side groans in annoyance. On the field, teammates are being pulled to their feet and the players take a short break while both coaches replace injured members. “What twins?” I ask, turning to Tiff to distract myself. “Prince Max and Prince Kota, both of them are strong players and when they work together nobody can stop them.” "Wait, those two responsible for scoring was the both of them?” I ask in surprise, and everyone nods. “How can you tell?”

not of losing either twin. But of losing control.

Disregarding the groups entirely. No wonder we were given such a long deadline. The twins had made the deadline based on the previous completion times, which means that these techs must work this way all of the time. And the twins knew no better, as they knew nothing about the work that went into completing these projects. They were all based on software building and firewalls, and the twins were admittingly not all that tech savvy. As promised, the Twins picked me up from the room and took me to their office upstairs, where there was already a full meal set out for us.

she drops her phone on the table and left the parlor. At the dinning table, they sat down opposite from each other. It had five chairs, two on each side and one at the end, a nice meal was set before them. It was Omelet with toast bread and milk. They waited while engaging in small talk, Fr. Tanaka comes to join them and they blessed the food. "Let's eat everyone" they all began eating. "Mind telling me what's on your mind twins? Sasuke and Sakiko gasped, having a shocked expression on their faces.

Now, seeing the fruits of all those years of effort, I couldn't be prouder. "Mom, we owe it all to you for raising us so tirelessly all these years…" "Yeah, Mom. Without your patient guidance, we'd never have made it this far…" The twins had always been filial and considerate. They knew how much I had sacrificed for them, and often promised that once they graduated and found good jobs, they would ensure I lived out my old age in comfort. Their words filled me with warmth. And then I remembered—two days from now would be their birthday.

I ask through clenched teeth. They exchange glances, moving with a similar precision that leaves a bad taste in my mouth. “My name is Antonio Gunam.” The first twin says. “And my name is Anton Gunam.” Says the second twin. “We’re the Gunam twins.” They chorus. For a second, I freeze, not sure I’ve heard right. My eyes dart between both men as I struggle with the reality of my situation. Last I checked, there’s only one set of twins who bear that name. And they control the underworld loan shack operations in this city.

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.