Twin Strangers Site Novels & Stories

Leam said as he took a quick bite of the eggs. “That is true. It is extremely rare for someone to have two mates, even for twins. It is usually only alpha twins that have a single mate. Although it doesn’t make sense to me.” Lucas said and Leam nodded in agreement. “Considering we are encouraged to have many pups. Not exactly fair to our single mate, is it?” Leam mentioned. “Right, yeah. I was definitely not expecting two mates. I was expecitng more than one and I guess I am worried that I won't be able to satisfy you.”

she laughed nervously, Shawn froze, staring at the mix of pink and blue confetti scattered across the floor, across Eva’s hair, across his own shoulders. Then the realization hit him like a lightning strike, “Twins,” His voice cracked with awe, “We are having twins!” He exclaimed, throwing a fist in the air, The room erupted in joyous shock, “Twins?!” Eleanor gasped, covering her mouth, Richard let out a rare laugh, “This is Incredible,” Daine squealed, clapping her hands together, “Oh my goodness, one boy and one girl!”

We make up games to play, and come up with so many strange inside jokes that sometimes I wonder if anyone will still be able to understand us once we make it back to earth. Being in this strange isolated world with Sterling feels sort of like how it used to be with Layla. Back when we were just two Star Twins roaming the world together, seeking magic and learning new ways to wield it. We also had our own language, our own stories, our own dreams and hopes, a vision of a future that we shared and cultivated together.

The air thickened as his presence drew the light from the chamber. Shadows twisted along the walls, crawling closer as if drawn to the power in her womb. Damien rose slowly, muscles tight, eyes sharp as a blade. “Who are you?” he demanded. The stranger smiled faintly. “Someone who knows the price of power. And you, little Luna… are about to pay it.” The twins stirred violently. A flicker of glowing energy pulsed around her—unseen, but felt by all. “You can feel them,” the stranger whispered.

My eyes never leave the playground as I park a block away, leaning back in my seat, mind calculating every angle. Then I see them. Two small figures, almost mirror images, weaving through the crowd. Kian and Hania. Those twins. They notice me. Or perhaps they notice something they don’t like, my presence. They hesitate mid-step and then shift, skirting around me. “Why did you avoid me last time?” Kian one glances up with wide, honest eyes. “Mom said not to talk to strangers,” comes the answer.

And most importantly, they would find the person together. That afternoon, Mark’s laptop was open between them on the couch. The website they found was sleek and anonymous, catering specifically to couples seeking a third. The air was thick with a strange, new kind of intimacy as they scrolled through the profiles together. Some were crass, just close-up pictures of genitals and blunt, misspelled messages. Others were creepy, their overly eager messages setting their teeth on edge.

Said a middle-aged man to Lucas. "Mr. Trex's afternoon." Lucas warmly welcomed the greeting of the agency manager who was renting the building. "As promised, Mr. Lucas may choose one of our models." Mr. Trex said casually. Ellthan let out a low chuckle. Hmm a model agency masked prostitution place. He thought. Lucas sighed unreservedly. "Can't more than one?" He asked irritably. Ellthan looked at Lucas lazily. Mr.Trex smiled "No sir. By the way, not all models are like that." He said that what made Ellthan think why not all of his models became prostitutes.

Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore. …… Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother." But I always felt like she was lying to me. When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up. When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister. We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye. "Mom, who is she?" "She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside." Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.

I fell on the chair. He’s right. Nothing changes the fact that he is my brother and my twin. I always thought back in the past that because we are twins, we will live together forever, doing everything together, having each other's backs because that is how twins are to function. But I find myself drifting further away from Eric. It’s even more like we are strangers. God made me the stronger one and him kind of the weaker one. I’m to be his strength and him my weakness. But I don’t have a weakness because everything is my weakness.

Meeting one and other. Ava standpoints. “Who the hell is this? Ava asks. “I should be the one to be asking this question from you,” the stranger whispered. Who the hell are you? “I am Ava. I'm Aiden and Ethan's girlfriend, I answered back. The unknown stranger grimaces, before mumbling, you are just their plaything. Stop being arrogant. You are merely the toy they use to pass time. Aren't you shameless? You are fucking two brothers, despite knowing they were twins. You're a shameless one, a slut.