Novel & Cerita Twins #6

The Twins watched all the news articles they could find on the couple and their eyes locked greedily on the beautiful English Grand Don, ‘Enjoy your free time pretty bitch soon we will have you caged just as all wild bitches should be. They made their plans to snatch her, they were not interested in her family their obsession was with her, she was beautiful and wild, untameable they had heard. The Twins told each other it was revenge for her killing their cousin Miguel but both men knew what was a lie when they looked at her it was with lust-fueled eyes. They could not wait to get their hands on her so they could strip her naked and expend all their perverted lust on her body. The Twins were

We had suffered so much, yet our husbands didn't believe us and didn't even care about us! Back when my twin sister and I married the Smith twins, our story made the front page of the Avalon Times. Everyone said it was fate—the perfect match. Twin sisters marrying twin brothers sounded like something straight out of a fairy tale. People sent us their blessings, calling it the most romantic story of the year. But now? That fairytale had turned into something else entirely. Our marriages were far from perfect. They weren't even happy. They were devastating. "Lily, look at Annie's post," I choked, handing the phone to her.

Bang on cue, without a word, probably using that weird twin telepathy that they had, Dux and Drake whipped off their t-shirts in perfect sync, and Zoe suddenly found herself staring at two gorgeous muscled torsos, both covered in salt-and-pepper hair, which looked just as damn good on their chests as it did on their heads. “What,” she sputtered now, choking on her pop. “What the hell?” “No need to wait, Zee,” Drake said, turning to give her the equally-delectable back view. Dux did too, and she blinked at the amazing fact that the twins had identical perfect asses. “Feast your gorgeous eyes now.” “Ohhh-kaaaay. What’d I miss?”

I'm about to stride out the door, needing space to process this news, when she whispers, her voice trembling, "It's twins. That's why I'm so big. I have a picture if you want to see." I stop in my tracks, my anger momentarily forgotten. Twins? Could it be true? I turn back to her, my eyes searching her face for any sign of deception. She looks at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of hope and fear and reaches for her bag. She pulls out a black and white sonogram image, offering it to me. I take the picture with a steady hand, my eyes narrowing as I study it. It's then that I notice the date on the sonogram. My heart sinks as I realize the truth. She may be carrying twins, but the date confir

Everywhere became silent and the witches stood up to honor her. She waved at them, smiling. They waited for her to sit before they sat down too. She smiled. "We bring good news to you all. The twins are already manifesting their powers. In a few days, they will be eighteenth and their power will be fully manifested". Shout erupted in the coven. This is good news for them. She raised her hand to stop them. "But there is a problem". They stared at her with curiosity written all over their faces. Different thoughts running through their minds. "What could the problem be?" They thought.

Twins got Bunch of present from every member of the family. It was the happiest day indeed. --- Like the chapter? Please vote :)

They hadn’t come out of the fight with Harlan unscathed, that much was clear. I looked between them, my heart clenching at the sight of them both so battered and bruised. Ryder’s nose had a nasty scratch across it, maybe not deep enough to warrant stitches, but I imagined it must have been pretty painful. And Tyler’s shoulder had a bite on it that seemed to have bruised instantaneously. “Is Harlan...” I began, but I couldn’t finish the sentence. I wasn’t sure I wanted the answer. The twins exchanged a nervous glance, a silent conversation passing between them. Then Tyler spoke, his voice low and urgent. “You need to shift. We need to go.”

I will have sex with a complete stranger—to the man that my twin is supposed to marry. “Are you leaving?” My mother asked when we were about to leave. Theodore paid his respect to my mother and eyed me for a moment. “I'll go inside first,” he uttered and finally let go of my hand. “You're doing well,” she commented, wearing that strange smile. I can tell that she was not happy—she’s probably not. My twin just died and we are here, attending her supposed wedding. “I might be your stubborn daughter, Mom…but please, don't worry about me. I got this. I always got this,” I assured her and held her hands.

Agnes asked as she walked towards them. Lisa and Liam had a guilty look on their faces as they stared up at Agnes through their small eyes. "Now why do you two look so forlorn?" Agnes asked. "I believe now I can go," Tacha said, raising her brows at the twins. They nodded their heads up and down, like two teddy bears on remote control. Agnes laughed at the sight and asked, "Tacha, what is going on?" "After class work, they said I should play a game with them," Tacha explained.