Twin Spirit Detective Novels & Stories

The issue I had was when I caught up to her she was talking to a man who I thought had passed already. I hang back and listen in on their conversation. As it turns out, her dad was one of two identical twins. The reason the other mafia in our area hasn't been active, wasn't because of us winning. No. It was because they were laying low. I need to know what the secret is.

Five years ago, Janice Soto stepped into her dying twin sister’s life to keep Eden Duncan from falling apart. Pretending to be the woman he loved was supposed to be temporary, a final promise made in a hospital room filled with goodbye and grief. But somewhere between borrowed kisses, late-night silences, and the life they built together, Eden fell for the wrong sister without ever knowing the truth. When the deception finally shattered, it didn’t just destroy them, it nearly killed him. And before Eden could wake up and face what she had done, Janice disappeared carrying the one secret that belonged to both of them. Now she is back in New York, stronger, colder, and no longer willing to l

I got closer to her, hiding the edge of my voice. “I know.” She frowned. “You know what? You can't just show up and say you know. What do you know?” I smiled. “The twins. They are mine, aren't they?” For a second she didn't move as she tried to laugh, but then it came out as a scoff. “You've really lost it, haven't you? Your mind. You've really lost your mind. Oh, right now you're going around spying on me? Digging around things that you shouldn't be looking through? What are you? Some kind of obsessed Detective?”

The whiskey was probably cleared from him. “Exactly! So tell me why. Today, of all days, I saw her.” Aspen began, Derek gasped in surprise. “With two kids, man!” Aspen finished. Derek seemed to pause. He couldn't have heard correctly. “Wait. Do you mean? …” Derek held out his hands. “You saw her with two kids?” Aspen nodded his head vigorously. “Twins, Derek. One looks exactly like me. “ Aspen let out. Derek stood up immediately.

“I've only read one of them and that was over a year ago, so maybe I'm not being fair, but they don't seem to touch on these issues. - What do you mean? “Your policeman is a purebred, Australian Aboriginal. He has some kind of mystical, spiritual connection with mythical beings. Right? - Yes. With your totem and Dreamtime ancestor spirits. although some argue that they are not mythical. She nodded. - Right. Anyway, I understand that your protagonist always solves the crime, and it's a struggle for him to hide the involvement of the spirits. - Yes. Well, it seemed pretty formulaic, but what the heck, most successful mystery series depended on some formula already tested. “And he has problems

He said, making sure I read the inspector of police and his other work ID. “Welcome sirs.” I welcomed them inside. The inspector Gnomes looked around the restaurant, nodding his head as if he had seen something that he wasn’t expecting to see inside the restaurant. I can share the feeling from the first day that Layla brought me here. The inside was different from what I had expected, given the outside look. It reminded me of the proverb that said that appearance might be deceitful. “While we were working, we had no idea that there was a mad woman behind. We just saw her coming out of a small abandoned place and then screaming that we should return her daughter to her immediately.” One of th

“We weren’t looking for trouble.” “That wasn’t my question,” I replied. Her shoulders tensed. The boy spoke this time. “They’re called Spirit Consumers,” he said. One of the guards shifted slightly. I felt my wolf stir. “Never heard of them,” I said. The girl shook her head slowly. “Most packs haven’t. Not until it’s too late.” A cold feeling crept into the room. “Explain,” I said. The twins hesitated again. Then the boy spoke, his voice low.

“I love the way you say my name,” Axel whispers against my neck. His breath is hot against my skin. “Axel,” I repeat. His name sounds like melted butter in my mouth. Sensual, seductive, wild. This is wrong. This is all wrong. I took a vow to commit to my husband. The first twin. Why the hell am I breaking that vow with the second, wilder twin? The wrong twin. The one that would surely ruin my life.

“Spawned by the one who gave us breath. Vanished from life but spared from death. The Ethereal one gives she who is promised. To wield the power of the Triple Goddess. Where the moon is three, two will come. Once the seal is made, destiny is done. With one comes death, pain and destruction. The other comes life, love and devotion. Peril will end and the wolf will thrive. But for peace to reign, only one can survive” Galterio didn’t recite the actual prophecy, he only told me the meaning. Or what he thought was the meaning. I can understand how he may have thought it was about Mates. But hearing it for myself is different. It's not about Mates. Not even close. My stomach dropped and I had a d

asks Derek. “When Alastor attacked, I saw Malayah’s spirit protect Maliyah. I then saw her spirit be drawn into Maliyah.” Derek and I are unsure of this theory. I am still learning all there is to know about this world since I was raised human but Derek is confused as he has never heard of twins doing that. “I know someone we can ask,” says Derek. I can see he is mind linking someone. The door to the office opens and in walks Derek’s mother, Calista.