Twins Graphic Novels & Stories

I say with a shit-eating grin. He was startled like, I expected. Then he asks, "They?" "Yeah. Two hot girls." I wave at the SUV, and the passenger window to the back door rolls down. The guy sees my gorgeous sisters waving at us, and then the window goes back up. "Jesus, Man, it was awesome, Twins." His eyes go huge, and he stutters, "Tt-wwi-ins?" "Yup, I fully recommend it. Do I owe anything?" It takes him a few seconds for his brain to re-engage before saying, "Nah, you're all good. Have a nice day."

The Twins Decide The battlefield was littered with shattered trees, scorched earth, and the echoes of battle still ringing in the night. The twins moved with synchronized precision, their powers resonating in a golden-silver pulse that seemed to bind the chaos around them. One twin knelt beside Damien, placing hands over the deepest gash in his side, energy flowing from their touch, knitting muscle and skin together. Damien gasped and clutched at the wound, but his eyes never left Elena’s, a mix of pain, pride, and unspoken gratitude flickering in their depths.

he said. Khione nodded, "Yes, the fourth set is my Uncle Erevan's twin boys, Theron and Soterios. Well, technically, if we're going in age order, Arte and Apollo are fourth, 'Ron and 'Rios are third. Anyway, Gemini twins are indeed rare. They're quite literally a representation of nature's duality. I'll use Arte and Apollo as an example," Khione said, shuffling in her seat and leaning forward. She gently took Carter's coffee and placed it beside her own, pointing to the black coffee and labelling it 'Arte', while labelling the mocha 'Apollo'.

“But we’re nowhere near done with you yet.” Damian gave her clit one last slow lick, making her twitch, then rose to his feet. Both twins stood over her now, towering and powerful, their identical cocks standing proud and thick—long, veined shafts with heavy balls drawn up tight. They were easily eight inches, maybe more, and so perfectly matched it was almost surreal. Shania stared up at them, chest heaving, her pussy still pulsing with aftershocks. Her top was bunched up above her breasts, leggings tangled around one ankle. She looked thoroughly debauched already, and they had barely started.

she said with a frail smile at Sasuke. "Days later I heard in the news that a baby boy of a year and a month was missing in the bush during an accident. Your name, date of birth everything was mentioned. Your name was Ishida Sasuke, your twin sister's name was mentioned also, she looked pale. I knew she was not happy, physically and mentally, she looked sick, twins always feel connected and you weren't there. Yes, she was a child but children are sensitive too. She tried mentioning your name ". "Oh, why didn't you take me back?".

Fortunately, with the melding of my twin wolves my size all but doubled and he suddenly realized that he was no match for this wolf. My wolf manages to raise up to a standing position while grabbing “Ethan’s” fur with a firm grip. Taking a running start backwards and smashing his entire body against the book shelf located across the room hearing a loud snapping of bones upon impact. My wolf lets go and turns around just in time to see “Ethan” fall to the floor. Then suddenly my office door comes flying open as several wolves run into the room including Jessie and Beta Femme Jacobs. They had heard the commotion in my office out in the hall.

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His nose flared as he tried to see if either of the twins were his mate. He was incredibly disappointed when he realized they weren't, especially when he saw how gorgeous they were. He had never seen anything like them. They had beautiful light caramel skin, long silky dreads that reached just past their shoulders, and the most beautiful amber colored eyes he had ever seen. He was practically drooling as he stared at the twins. Xavier huffed as he reached up, closed the guard's mouth before putting his fingers on his face and pushing his head out of the car.

Their hair color ranges from light brown to dark chocolate brown, like Emerson’s. We watch as the sprites weave their magic, somehow getting the flowers into all of the twins’ hair without upsetting anyone. Actually, it’s the opposite, the twins seem happy to watch the sprites as the flit around them. I smile as I watch them periodically lean in and kiss my twins’ cheeks.

CHAPTER ONE “I need you to pretend to be me.” The words hit me harder than the rain splattering against my kitchen window. I gaped at the woman before me. A woman I hadn't seen in eleven years. My exact replica. My twin sister. Except Arla Morrison looked nothing like the girl who had disappeared before sunrise, the morning of our eighteenth birthday with stolen cash and broken promises. She looked expensive now. Untouchable. Dressed in a cream cashmere that could pay my rent for five years, diamonds whose price certainly cost a kidney glittered against perfectly manicured finger, while my lights flickered like they were seconds away from dying.