Twin Spear Novels & Stories

added Mirrors, clapping his hands together in excitement. Sprout frowned. “There are three fire weapons,” he said very slowly as though he were talking to a group of toddlers. “Understand?” squeaked Sprout. The twins nodded fervently. “The Crimson Axe, the Vermilion Sword and the Amber Bow,” said Sprout, surveying them with his shimmering silver eyes. The fire behind him crackled in anticipation. The forest grew quiet. The owls and crickets had stopped to listen.

- Meanwhile, at the heart of the heritage zone, Tia was holding a silver spear and down on one knee, gasping mouthfuls of air. The spear was gleaming with a faint golden gold and an aura that would leave anyone stunned! A Royal-grade weapon! Still, she was a mess and covered in blood, but his fighting spirit remained ablaze as she glared dead ahead at the roaring wyrm a dozen feet away!

He was locked in a fierce battle with several royal paragon devil cultivators in front of him. The tiger-headed golden spear was made of divine iron and steel, measuring thirteen feet long. Its head was shaped like a gilded tiger's head, with the tiger's mouth swallowing the blade. It was forged from white gold, extremely sharp and imposing. All in all, it was an exquisite superior-quality spiritual treasure that could strike fear in anyone's heart. After knocking away his opponents with a thrust of his spear, Spencer swiftly appeared before Raymond and the others. His expression turned grim as he lifted his head, only to find themselves already surrounded by dozens of devil cultivators.

CHAPTER ONE “I need you to pretend to be me.” The words hit me harder than the rain splattering against my kitchen window. I gaped at the woman before me. A woman I hadn't seen in eleven years. My exact replica. My twin sister. Except Arla Morrison looked nothing like the girl who had disappeared before sunrise, the morning of our eighteenth birthday with stolen cash and broken promises. She looked expensive now. Untouchable. Dressed in a cream cashmere that could pay my rent for five years, diamonds whose price certainly cost a kidney glittered against perfectly manicured finger, while my lights flickered like they were seconds away from dying.

he added, reminiscing. Carissa went to the weapons room, and retrieved the gleaming silver spear with its striking red ribbon. The silver spearhead and the red ropes tied at the junction of the spearhead and shaft were dazzling. Her father had named it the Rose Spear because it was both sharp and beautifully adorned with rose carvings. Hidden within the roses were mechanisms that released small arrows when pressed. The red ribbon swayed with the spear’s movements, making it a weapon that struck fear into her enemies' hearts.

The part between the tiger's mouth and the blade was made of platinum, and it was extremely sharp. Holding the Golden Tiger Head Spear, Zhu Yubo slightly moved his arms and went straight in. His strength reached the tip of the spear, and the spear pierced in a straight line, like a hidden dragon coming out of the water or a fierce tiger coming out of the cave. In the void, the spear drew a white light and stabbed directly at the two guests of the Crown Prince's Mansion next to him. The spear move was strange, and its tip was like lightning. Strong winds howled as they pressed forward.

I held my wolf form this time a little longer and it gave me more time to talk to Michael. “ If your name is Michael, then who is Morgana?” I asked nervously. “ She is my twin sister. We both are your spirit wolves. It is very rare for a shifter to have two spirit wolves as their guide. You are a very special little girl! That is why you have shifted at such a young age.” He replies to my question. Once I returned to my human form, I became very tired and Mom said that I could stay home from school today and rest. But I was too excited to sleep.I just sat in front of the mirror in my room and stared at my reflection. I could see my eyes wanting to shift between my normal emerald green eyes t

"Get off her!" The other me scrambles up and grabs my forearm, the one holding the knife, his hands shaking. "Do not let it take her," he pleads. For a second we are all connected. Me in the middle, Cael on the monster, the dark twin on me, Maya caught between. The knife burns so hot in my hand I nearly drop it. Light races up the blade, up my arm, into Cael, into the other me. It is not fire but something clean and cold that hums through my jaw and into my skull.

My mother asked. For the last time, I crumpled my hands. I breathed heavily, enough for them to hear it loudly. “Hide her death,” I uttered. I was able to capture all their eyes again at me. “What?” My father asked with confusion. “Do not let anyone find out that my twin died,” my voice was firm and I was determined to do everything to catch whoever killed her. “What are you saying?” My mother asked, and couldn't understand what my point was. “I will marry Theodore Williams instead,” that moment, I swallowed my own dignity and sacrificed everything in my life. I eyed all of them with bravery and hatred that led me to do this.