Twins Graphic Novels & Stories

Twin Guardians 2 After Vanessa left in the cab, the house felt quieter than usual. I paced the living room, my mind racing with thoughts of Valerie. Identical twins—same voluptuous body, same heavy tits that begged to be grabbed, same thick ass that swayed like it was made for smacking. I had jerked off to Vanessa countless times, picturing her bent over, moaning my name as I pounded her from behind. Now her exact copy was coming to stay. Alone with me for a week. My cock twitched in my shorts just thinking about it.

Whilst this group is arguing, the twins are already planning to face what they call 'ADMIRERS'. “These guys are stupid, really stupid,” commented Vic while paying attention to the heckling of these secretive admirers. “Hahaha, but they're cute” Zia chuckled. “Are they?” Vic smiles and shakes his head. The twins stroll along the other road and turn to enter an alleyway. They want to lure and trap these “FOLLOWERS”. “Young Master look.” Tan said with a bloated face. “They turn and walk into an alleyway? They're seeking death.” An evil look appeared on Leonard's face.

I whispered, tasting the word as if it were both a revelation and a dare. “Twins,” he echoed, then kissed the back of my hand like a benediction. “God. Twins.” The tech measured, annotated, hummed into her machine. The screen filled with the tiny miracle: two bright flickers, two distinct rhythms, two small lives already staking a claim to air. She printed photos — two tiny, grainy shapes that looked like comets made of possibility — and slid them across the counter. Marcus took them like relics.

the doctor saying as she pointed to the figure on the screen. Master Javen widen his eyes looking immensely at the screen the exclaimed softly as he was in a daze. "TWINS?" "SWEETIE, IT'S TWINS! Our babies are a boy and a girl!" he exclaimed happily to Jade who was stunned. "Twins? Boy and girl?" Jade was smiling and crying. Master Javen was worried about Jade crying. "Sweetie? why are you crying?" Master Javen asked. "I'm just so happy, it's tears of happiness," Jade said.

Grace said, laughing, which made me bow my head in embarrassment, but my curiosity didn't end there. "Twin? He has a twin?" I asked, amazed. "Yep! His twin is Calvinen Quitir Suitarez. He's also really handsome. They’re twins but don't look alike, though they have similar personalities—both are kind. I used to have a huge crush on Calvinen, but not anymore; I know I can't have him," Grace said, playing with her hands. I nodded and returned my gaze to the guy. A few women approached him for selfies. I watched them, even though I wanted to pull those flirty girls away from him.

Then, the miracle happened. The twins didn't panic. They looked at each other, their violet and emerald light merging into a brilliant, metallic gold. They didn't blink or levitate; they expanded. A pair of massive, translucent wings—one violet, one emerald—erupted from the "Twin-Storm." They weren't bird wings; they were wings made of pure, solidified aurora. They caught the wind, the descent slowing instantly. Félix looked up, his eyes wide with shock, as his children literally carried him through the air. I flared my own kinetic power, gliding down to meet them.

He’s nearly healed by the time I open my eyes to see the same hungry look in his eyes as his brother had seconds ago. “Kitty has teeth,” he says with a smirk. It’s so corny that I can’t help but laugh, though it gets caught in my throat as Mike bites my nipple through my shirt and bra. “Play time later,” Mike growls out. “Let’s get home. I need to be inside you.” —- The twins live in a cabin on the outskirts of the pack territory, so they rode to the council meeting on 2 four wheelers. I climb on the front of Mike’s four wheeler and we speed through the compound.

However, his father had said it so there had to be an atom of truth in it, right? As she thought of Trevor, she really wished she could have a normal relationship. These were supposed to be the best years of her life according to the internet, but each time it seemed like everything was going well, her hopes crumbled like dust the next. It was both sad and embarrassing. After a few moments of absent-mindedly searching for the twins, she finally found them. When they recognized her, they screamed like they had not seen her in years and ran with their little legs almost reaching their necks, up to her.

I said, seething with anger at the sight. The twins were brought into an abandoned building. I checked my watch. “It’s already dawn,” I whispered. “I need to move now if I want to rescue them early,” I added to myself. As I carefully approached the enemy's direction, my phone suddenly lit up. It was Dave. I immediately declined the call and turned off my phone to avoid drawing attention. I then overheard the men talking about the twins. “Poor kids. They’re going to be the first to test whether the drugs work,” one of the men said.

They stare at it for much longer than is probably necessary, and long enough that I wonder if they realize what they’re looking at. “This is…” “Holy shit,” Laxus gapes. His eyes bounce from the picture to me then back to the picture. “There’s two of them.” “There are,” I confirm. “Two?” Ryan mutters, looking back at the image. “Two… two babies? TWINS?!”