Twins Drown Novels & Stories

Now, seeing the fruits of all those years of effort, I couldn't be prouder. "Mom, we owe it all to you for raising us so tirelessly all these years…" "Yeah, Mom. Without your patient guidance, we'd never have made it this far…" The twins had always been filial and considerate. They knew how much I had sacrificed for them, and often promised that once they graduated and found good jobs, they would ensure I lived out my old age in comfort. Their words filled me with warmth. And then I remembered—two days from now would be their birthday.

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 don't know if my luck is with me today or tomorrow. I know the twins won't let me go this time. I will be their last option and they'll be mine. I felt excited by the prospect.

The male lead of the novel was my husband, Trevor, who was still overseas handling a crisis. The biggest villain was the man clinging to me. He was Trevor's identical twin brother, whom he had never mentioned. His name was Kayden Blackwell. The comments were endless. [Twin brothers falling for the same woman? This is so exciting!] [Jasmine really got the short end of the stick. She's just a tool, but hey, she's pretty, so I guess it's worth it!] [Kayden's love is so obsessive! His possessiveness is off the charts, and Trevor's restrained devotion is just as addictive! Once the brothers reconcile and join forces in business, Jasmine can gracefully exit!]

Renowned for their frequently disastrous parties, this 24th birthday celebration for the notorious Blackburn twins was no different, when two individuals landed in the icy waters of The Bay, initiating a full-scale search and rescue mission. I snort under my breath. Disastrous? Please. Blah blah blah. What a lot of bull. The majority of their guests were drunk, high, and wasted. Drugs and alcohol were free-flowing and readily available to all. I skim ahead, my eyes snagging on the next paragraph.

“I never even got to ride a Scottish mobster.” I snorted. “Don’t ye dare die with dry panties, ye absolute drama queen.” That got a hiccupped laugh out of her. But inside? My own panic was curling cold and sharp beneath the sweat. This wasn’t normal. This wasn’t an accident. And the twins…Where the fuck are they? They were supposed to meet their crew and then call when they got back. They knew where we were. I just had to trust they’d figure it out. That they’d come.

“Noah and Norton were twins. Norton was born with a condition that made him special-needs. Their parents… didn’t handle it well. Especially the father. He was the type who put money and the company above everything, even family. And the mom… she was indifferent to both boys. Declan said when they were little, she’d take off for days whenever the husband traveled, leaving the twins with the nanny.” “That’s awful,” I whispered, furious. “Noah didn’t have much love growing up, but he adored Norton. He used to say when he graduated he’d take his brother and Marisa, the nanny, and they’d all live together.” Jenny sighed. “But then the accident happened. They’d just turned eighteen. All four died

"I feel I must repay your kindness with information that may be valuable to you." I maintained a neutral expression, though my interest was immediately piqued. "Go on." Olivia leaned even closer, her voice now so low I had to strain to hear. "It's about Grace Winters, the mistress I mentioned before." I nodded, remembering our previous conversation about the woman whose daughter had died mysteriously. "What I didn't tell you before..." Olivia's voice trembled. "Grace gave birth to twins." My breath caught. "Twins?" Olivia's face paled as she continued. "Yes. A girl and a boy. But the male pup..." Her voice dropped even further. "Victoria drowned him immediately after birth."

That’s why I am the one who instructs the staff in our things. The twins wanted a night campfire and sleeping in a tent. That’s why we just rented a small cabin house and build a tent after the high tide to know the precautions. I look at myself, and my dress got wet because of West. “Mommy, don’t be a killjoy! Let’s enjoy swimming!” I smiled at the twins. “Don’t you dare to flaunt your body baby, that is for my sight only, okay?” He winks. I splash water in his face again and swim towards the twins.

I take his distraction as an opportunity to shift, and then I put a block up. I look behind me and see Landon shifting as well. I stand on shaky legs and feel something wet on my face. I rub it, expecting blood, but my hand’s just damp. I have tears on my face, and I didn’t even know I had been crying. My heart hurts; it hurts that someone can be so cruel to their own flesh and blood. No matter their relationship, the twins are sisters to Tia, yet they almost killed her. Was killing her the plan, or were they just supposed to scare her? At this point, it doesn’t matter…what they did is treason at best.