Romans & histoires Twin Sister Joy Green

Even though I got over her death I still miss her like hell. " I'm sorry for your loss " I looked up and I was faced with two green eyes gleaming sympathy. She could barely hide her emotions, and that might happen to be her only flaw. She disregards her own grieve to console others even when her soul is drowning in sorrow, from there her beauty. I replied with a smile my eyes following her hands." Is this him? " I asked when I saw a black frame. " Meet Jaden Walker, my twin brother " She passed me the frame, they shared the same green eyes.

Princess Victoria Point of view " For the first time in your life you have taken my advice without hesitation. " My twin sister Grace walks into my room sarcastically clapping hands with a huge smile on her face as if she has won or done something great . Sometimes I wonder if she is really my twin sister , did we really share a womb . I do not remember seeing her this happy in the entire twenty years we have stayed together . I have never seen her happier for my downfall like she is today .You would swear she has won a lotto or that she has achieved one of life's greatest achievements.

“Why did only Joye get a pretty bracelet? Rara is Daven’s little sister too! Why didn’t Rara get one as well?!” Daven glanced at his twin sister with his usual lazy look, then crossed his arms over his chest in a style very similar to Calvin’s. “This one is specifically for Joye,” Daven answered shortly and firmly, not feeling guilty toward his own twin at all. “Hmph! Daven is mean! Rara will tell Papa that Daven is playing favorites!” Aurora shouted while crossing her arms and turning her face away with a pout, while Joye could only giggle at the antics of the twin siblings. Beneath the bright New York sky, the children’s laughter flowed so purely, unaware that a great storm from both the p

" Everyone could see the good side to Joy's explanation. Being someone who had experienced the struggles that comes with insecurities, Joy wouldn't allow anyone of those she sees around to be trampled on. She could best be described as the HEROINE FOR THE WEAK. "We understand your points, Joy. You did an excellent job in helping the poor girl. Hmm, her name?" "Her name is Emerald. Her green eyes, gosh, so enchanting. She is a beauty," Joy coos as others laughed. "Emerald. Such a nice name. A much nicer way would have been better in helping Emerald. You pushed her step bully sister, who got her to kneel almost ruptured. Just try to be calming down," Joy sighed at Rachael's words.

“Jelanie will go to a Fashion week in Paris at the end of the month. Aren’t you gonna go with her?” I heaved a sigh and bite on my pizza before answering her. “As if I want to go with her.” I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Jelanie Green is my sister. I was five years younger than her and she was a famous fashion model. Every single girl in this school knows and admired her for being a beauty which I found funny because her attitude s*cks. Jelainie was not an angel, just like they called her in every magazine they featured her. Her face maybe, but her attitude—oh hell will freeze.

Everything. Then another realization struck her. A much more dangerous one. Her smile disappeared. “Oh.” Kael noticed immediately. “What?” Daisy looked at Jessica. Then at Kael. Then sighed. “Well.” Neither liked that tone. “I don’t know if this is good news or bad news.” Now both of them looked worried. Finally Daisy delivered the blow. “Jessica is Nora’s twin sister.” The words landed like a bomb. Kael froze, completely. Jessica’s eyes widened, not getting the message.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't our dearest little cousin. I didn't know that out of all the places you could be hiding in, you would be here in an unimpressive café, Shyne." Nixie, the oldest of the twins, was the one who talked, and by the anger that boiled inside of me, I could imagine that some of the crew in the café heard them. Amarah Nixie De Leon and Carmina Trixie De Leon were twin daughters of my dad's second cousin. They both had brunette hair, but Noxie had blue-green tips on hears, while Trixie had bluish pink tips. They were both wearing black crop tops that showed their entire abdomen, and almost half of their breasts in a deep V cut. Nixie wore a blue leather jacket over hers

"What do you plan to do now?" His mind raced, fearing that his involvement in this whole situation would be revealed, that his carefully constructed facade would crumble. All his ambitions for advancement within the pack were at stake. He needed to know which side this woman stood and why she was interested in this matter. "Let me introduce myself properly," she began sarcastically. "Joyce is my name, I am the sister of Royal Secretary Jace. Joanna is my friend. Her well-being means a lot to me, and I’m not sure she is safe at the moment."

Send me their photo. Joy sends it, and my breath hitches. The resemblance is uncanny, almost unnerving. Now I understand why Ruby is so haunted by my face. I look just like her. Like Xanthe. Joy: Are you twins or something? The likeness is eerie. L: I have no siblings. Just V and J. Joy: Still, it’s creepy. I’ve got chills. I roll my eyes, though the revelation unsettles me too. L: What else did you find on Xanthe?

Nevertheless, the information I had gathered wasn't enough to satisfy my curiosity. "Justin, what other information do you have on this...Joyce?" Elizabeth inquired, waiting patiently for his answer. I watched him type away on his computer before pausing to reply. "She has a sister; Natalia Moreno," he replied. "Natalia is married to business mogul Gabriel Moreno, but both sisters haven't been in contact with each other for a few years now." "And why is that?" I chipped in, probing further. I had initially planned to stay silent, but my curiosity got the best of me and now, it needed satisfying