Twin Paranormal Ryan Rees Novels & Stories

But we both knew that if he hadn’t done that I’d be slashing the throat of whatever abomination just walked in. Death. I gripped the railing, nearly crumbling the wood beneath my fingers. The wicked stench of sulfur crept into my nose and suddenly Jesse was beneath me, greeting the creature. “Ryan,” the thing said, flicking his black eyes up at me. He was as tall as me, as mean looking as me for sure. He had short cut black hair and almost reddish skin. He radiated dominance and by the looks of it, could burn this place down with just his eyes.

Tyler observed, watching the micro-muscle twitches in the boy's face. “What? How? My… my tongue…” Ryan stuttered, his bravado instantly evaporating as his throat locked. “Emily is your direct twin. No sibling exists within the southern valleys. Do my calculations match the truth?” Tyler pushed again. The boy offered no verbal defense, his gaze dropping heavily toward the stone floor.

"Quite eager to cooperate once she understood her options. She provided us with texts, emails... even a recording of you discussing how 'convenient' it would be if Serena had an accident." I felt the blood drain from my face. "You can't—" "Can't what, Uncle? Can't handle my own family matters? Can't protect what's mine?" Ryan's voice remained terrifyingly soft. "You seem to have forgotten who I am." He reached inside his jacket, and for a terrible moment, I thought he was drawing a gun. Instead, he produced a syringe filled with clear liquid. "Do you know what this is?" he asked, examining it under the light. "It's a paralytic. Temporarily freezes every muscle in your body while leaving your

“I got all of them. I’m just glad you’re still breathing.” Her voice trembled, but it held. Just enough to keep me steady. Later, we settled in the bedroom. Just the two of us. Thaddeus was being patched up elsewhere. The house had gone into full lockdown. “Avery… Ryan’s possessed.” I had to let her know. "His eyes were momentarily the same shade as Akira's. Also, out of curiosity, I went back to London’s grave. Someone found it first and performed some type of ritual."

Matt didn’t even disclaim Roslyn’s accusation. Breed turned to glare at the small woman. “Who the hell are you and what are you doing on Tarron’s Ridge?” Roslyn stared at him and then at the others. “My name is Roslyn Prentiss. My dad was Robert Prentiss. He was a geologist and just before his death, he came here to this area, looking for samples of the earth and elements. Brian Williams was really impressed with what my father found just below the surface here. The day after my father gave him his report, he noticed men following him. Then they finally killed him. Brian Williams thought the report he submitted was a secret but they forgot one very important thing. They forgot me."

" You said something about next life. I don't believe as a psychotic killer, you will have a belief in religious matters, nor in the reincarnation cycle. You must know some important information." "Did I?" Derrick supported his chin using his free hand. "You sure think so lowly about me, Ry. " "Don't call me Ry. It's disgusting." Ryan angrily spat his words. "All I want is to apprehend you and bring you to justice. Deceiving, torturing, and murdering people in the dark, while posing as a righteous person? No. You had been delaying your judgment. It's time to stop, and I swear upon my own name, I will stop you this time. If you were really able to transfer your consciousness and travel into a

*There you are. The offshore key sat beside her laptop—a slim black drive encrypted with a rotating cipher only *she* could unlock. The kind of thing people killed for. The kind of thing *he* would kill for. She didn’t feel guilty. Not yet. “Target compromised,” she murmured into her phone, voice steady. “Extraction complete.” A distorted male voice crackled back. “And the key?” “Alive and breathing. Just like you wanted.” There was a pause. “And De Rossi?”

she said. "Reyes has known about the Resonance documentation since she was on the council in the 1980s," Grayson confirmed. "I believe it's part of why she came to Seattle in the first place. Not just to assess you. To assess whether the twins were what she thought they were." "And whether I was," Riley said. "Whether I had it too." Grayson paused. "Do I," she said.

His dirty mind. We talked for a while. "I like him. He's cool" Ryan gave me a thumbs up. "He is not as bad as I thought" commented Jimin. I sighed internally. "So, Ryan will you help us?" I asked, "I've been searching all over the internet about this. Do you know anyone who knows about this um paranormal stuff?" "I should think. I don't know" he frowned, "But I can try" he nodded. I translated what he said to Jimin. He looked excited.

I look very, very stupid. “What does this mean?” someone says from my mouth. “We don’t exactly know.” Everett sighs. “It’s weird.” “Beyond weird.” Heather nods. “The chances of this happening are astronomical. Unless the samples came from the same donor.” The same donor. Meaning that Ben and Ryan are the same person. Could be the same person. I crash back into my body and begin laughing. Heather and Everett exchange a look. She starts to step forward then steps back again. “There are a couple of other possibilities,” Everett says awkwardly. “Did Ryan have a twin?”