Twin Paranormal Ryan Rees Novels & Stories

Reeves’s university signature stamped right at the top. "Ryan pulled these off the university server," Dani said, his voice dropping into a low, desperate whisper. "Reeves didn’t start treating you after my accident, Ross. He was secretly consulting on your sports rehab and your therapy months before Wren ever transferred here. He’s been studying you. He’s been feeding into your hero complex, telling you that you had to save everyone, making you paranoid so you’d lock Wren away from the world. He came into my life to rip us apart from the inside out!"

Year 1955, Little Esperia, Megalo Milos… A body lay on a set of wooden planks at the center of the warehouse. A black cloth covered it. Someone lifted one corner. The face beneath mirrored my husband's. He was Marco Rossini, Giovanni Rossini's twin brother. The man standing beside the planks dabbed at the corner of his eye with a handkerchief, as if grief had stolen his voice. He was one of the Angelis family's Capos. He was my husband, Giovanni Rossini.

Wrapped in each other's arms, we watched as the city of love whispered its secrets, promising eternity amidst the twinkling stars, when suddenly Blake's phone buzzed loudly. He took it out of his pocket and frowned. "Ryan is calling," he looked at me and I shrugged not knowing why he was calling when we strictly told him not to call unless the pack was literally on fire. Blake answered his call with a hint of irritation in his voice, "This better be important Ryan," "Alpha, alpha, the twins are missing, " I heard Ryan say frantically. My heart literally stopped beating while my eyes widened. Which twins was he talking about?

Then he quizzed, his brows knitting together in confusion, "What are you talking about, Valeria? How come the other twin is alive? Why did you?" His voice trailed off as he swallowed hard and ran a shaky hand through his hair again in desperation. My gaze narrowed at him. How come Reese was now acting confused as if he didn't banish me five years ago over some lie concocted by none other than Cynthia?! Or could something be off, and maybe Cynthia lied to him as she did to me? Wait a damn minute! That actually made sense!

He didn’t want to hide anything from Lora, but his friend would also get in trouble with Bianca if she found out he had installed a spy app on her phone. “Do you think I don’t deserve to know the truth?” “What? No… no, baby. You do… I just… I saw the children too,” Ryan replied. “Ethan looked so much like me… I knew the moment I laid my eyes on the twins. I knew they were mine and I confirmed my suspicions about you being Larisa.” Lora furrowed her eyebrows. She asked, “How did you see them?” “I saw their pictures in Adan’s phone. He…” Ryan sighed before telling Lora everything.

“AT 7AM THIS MORNING IN THE OUTSKIRTS OF CARSYAVA CITY, OVER FIFTY MANGLED BODIES WERE DISCOVERED DEAD IN AN ABANDONED WAREHOUSE LOCATED IN TULLMERE. THE DEATH SEEMS TO HAVE OCCURRED FROM A COALITION WITH A WILD ANIMAL AMONGST THE BODIES IS BELIEVED TO BE THE HEAD OF A NOTORIOUS CRIMINAL SYNDICATE FROM B'AFRA, ALONG WITH A CIVILIAN WHO WORKED AS A JANITOR AT A LOCAL HIGHSCHOOL IN IVO TOWN. THIS CIVILIAN IS BELIEVED TO HAVE BEEN A CANCER PATIENT AND WAS ABDUCTED ON HIS WAY TO A MEDICAL CHECKUP. HIS BODY WAS IDENTIFIED BY THE VEST WORN BY THE CLEANING STAFF OF THE LOCAL HIGHSCHOOL…..” I stared at the TV screen, my eyes widening in horror. That address, the warehouse in Tullmere, was the same o

Evan finally forced himself to walk into our bedroom to pack up my belongings. He opened the nightstand drawer. inside lay an old phone. It was my backup phone. I used it to store the baby's ultrasound photos and my diary. Evan's hands trembled as he pressed the power button. He clicked on the first video in the gallery. He realized the background was covered in rogue corpses. The camera was focused on a werewolf kneeling on the ground, face covered in blood, begging for mercy—it was the rogue leader. My voice came through the speaker: "Who sent you?"

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.

"We've launched search parties, and none have yielded good results." "Same thing we're experiencing here," I said. I glanced down at the paper in my hands. The location marked in red over the altar. It was like a joke, glaring at me and laughing. "Wendy....Wendy is gone. And the twin's parents are gone too." My heart sank as I spoke those words. "Same thing with Ryan's pack. Do you think this is the work of witches?" "Most definitely." I folded my arm under my elbow. "I think they've formed a sort of hidden agenda."

He could barely breathe. He had to calm down. Panicking wasn't going to help him. Taking two twigs, he put them in a cross on the ground. “What are you doing, Ryan?” “Nothing, let's continue. Night is falling very fast.” After walking another couple of hours, Ryan stops again. “Fuck!” “Ryan, what is it?” “The twigs I cross on the ground." - his eyes on the cross. Ice whimpers in fear “We are walking in a loop. I don't know how this is even possible. I'm sure I'm walking straight ahead. It can only be some kind of magic trick. One that makes us keep returning to the same place.”