Twin Masters Novels & Stories

As we pulled away from the palace I looked out the window and there in the shadows near the trees were two motorcycles, two figures standing beside them watching our car; even in the darkness I could see storm gray eyes and amber eyes glowing. My heart recognized them before my mind did, the mate bond pulling painfully in my chest. The twins kept their promise; they were watching over me, even though I'd denied them, even though I'd chosen someone else. I touched my wrist where Cian had touched me earlier on, where I'd seen those impossible visions, whispered too quietly for anyone to hear, "Why won't they just leave me alone?" But deep down, in a place I didn't want to acknowledge, I was gl

There were, of course, times they fought, but then they were simply kittens learning how to be cats and it evaporated as quickly as it came. The twin learned from an early age that their emotions were a thing to suppress, and so when the swordmaster asked for them they came forwards as an untapped fountain and took all by surprise. They called it a gift. The twin called it their release. "What is it, sire!" The twin inquired. There was an outburst in Tristan's brain, the reasonable kind, the classification that transmits more chances than he could be aware of, but there were hundreds of arguments there in that buzz of lightning, he could feel it. It was the calling card of the expedition, of

I said. A dead silence dropped and it seems like all the crows passed through my head. “WHAT?!” they all ask. “Are you sure, he is?” “Yes, Master Meander is the father of the twins.” I replied.

There are seven masters in this city,I will say according to the ranking: Master George Stephen's father comes first,so I understand his fear. Master Henry came second, so they had a close relationship. I came third Master Felix came third fourth. Master Max fifth. Master Tony came sixth. I hate master Tony. He is the brother of the man who killed my family and ruined my life because my father ranked first. I slaughtered his brother's family and we had never had any contact since then except for the master's meetings. Master Williams came last ,he took over from his late father two years ago and had been struggling to pay off the debts of his father which had accumulated.

Something had changed in me the very moment I shifted. I was just getting stronger. My first time in the servant quarters. Unlike everyone else I had to sleep on a dead animal's skin on the wet floor without even a piece of a bad blanket. I hardly slept but I didn't cry. I endured the night away. I shifted and my thick dark coat served me right for the whole night. The next day was a big day for the Pack. The Mabon ball party, the first of it's kind to be held on the mighty soil of the Canine Pack. But it just came at the wrong time. The time I had been successfully turned into a slave.

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.

Scott let out a sigh of relief, saying something about how there were people he knew at my regular hospital, and insisted on having me transferred. Only after confirming I was fine did he calm down. "Honey, you're carrying twins—you really have to be careful. Don't go out alone next time." His concern was so earnest that even the doctor nearby remarked, "Your husband's really good to you." "Of course he is. I married him and am carrying his progeny—if he doesn't treat me right, that'll be ungrateful of him, won't it?" The doctor's face turned awkward, and Scott's expression darkened again.

Agnes asked as she walked towards them. Lisa and Liam had a guilty look on their faces as they stared up at Agnes through their small eyes. "Now why do you two look so forlorn?" Agnes asked. "I believe now I can go," Tacha said, raising her brows at the twins. They nodded their heads up and down, like two teddy bears on remote control. Agnes laughed at the sight and asked, "Tacha, what is going on?" "After class work, they said I should play a game with them," Tacha explained.

Andreios whispered sweetly once he was standing close to the man. "Y-Yes." Damon's voice cracked as he felt sweaty all of a sudden. The heat coming off of the other man rushed back into his own body. He felt hot. "And that would be our Master's?" Andreios pointed towards a gold door right next to theirs. "Y-"

“Then do not. Let us go. You do not have to face him.” Even from afar, the tension between the twins was palpable. Kieran had watched us leave, expression relaxed but eyes narrowed, the easy smile masking a storm beneath. Caspian’s lips pressed into a thin line, measured and calm, betraying only the faintest flicker of satisfaction that I had chosen him for now. Their rivalry simmered quietly, ever-present, restrained by the shared truth that we belonged together, and yet constantly threatening to ignite. The drive back was silent except for my ragged breathing. Caspian remained quiet, his calm focus a shield against the chaos in my mind. My wolf relaxed slightly, sensing his composed author