Twins In Nothing But Trouble Novels & Stories

Trigger Warning: Violence, language, mention of childhood trauma, kinda POV Stone The twins were hard to track and although Smith was a genius tracker, it took him all day and half the night to finally find them. He spotted them in a stolen car from the strip club and was luckily able to track it by hacking street cameras. "It looks like they stopped this afternoon at a motel this afternoon, that or they ditched the car there and stole another one." Smith finally said after calling us all back into Dad's office.

Thier groans and screams alerted him to their presence. He pulled his spent dick out of Susan's pussy and turned on his knees to look at the twins across the room. They were still slowly stroking their clits and had glassy eyes. They were gorgeous by anyone's standard. They were tall, thin, flat stomach, with narrow hips and large breasts. They were both blonde but as both of their pussies were completely bald, he couldn't tell if blonde was their natural color. They could have been Victoria's Secrets models. One had short, wavy hair to her shoulders, while the other had very long wavy hair cascading down to her lower back. He couldn't imagine why there wasn't a bunch of boys in here taking

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.

I wasn’t complaining; I just wanted to rid our lives of the scumbags tormenting us. “I know. I’m grateful you gave me the life you promised me. Who would have thought you’d end up with someone like Father?” She chuckled, probably recalling how she met him. I didn’t know how she got involved with him, but all I remembered was her coming home after an event, excited, telling me she had met someone handsome. “The real problem is the twins; they’re the ones after you. If Ethan can trace them, it shouldn’t be an issue. Once we have them, we can go after their boss.”

And yet… they had built something. A movement. A rebellion. Ethan sighed, rubbing his jaw. “Fine. I’m in. But I’m not taking that damn drug.” Rowan laughed, and for the first time, it wasn’t mocking or cynical. It was relieved. “That’s fair.” Suddenly, the spiky-haired wolf returned. “We’ve got a problem.” Everyone stiffened. “What is it?” Jace asked. “The twins—” he swallowed. “They’re fighting back harder than we thought. Three of ours are down. It’s getting bloody.”

The twins, who had come home to their weeping mother, were shaken and white-faced. I sank to the ground where Heather, ever the drama queen, was sitting, a bottle of vodka beside her. She reeked of drink. Putting my arms around her, I said quietly, ‘I have a way out of this problem. Trust me.” The twins looked upset. They glanced at each other. “We heard you…speak about that dirty old lecher, Nelson.” And Rose, ever the softer one, began to sob, “Bee, you don’t need to sacrifice yourself for us!”

Not my mate, and definitely not someone related to me. The last 12 hours feel like the petal falling from trees. Swaying in the wind, careless, without direction, and definitely without any of the care in the world. Penny struck us like a lightning. Electrocuting us, melting us… Fuck! US! Cant I have you both? I push the echo of her words that bounce off the wall of my skull to dwindle in its impact. Both. I know a hell lot of twins who are in relation with the same girl. Hell, I bet Aeric would never have a problem getting into a threesome. Judging by all the wanton adventures he has been through - a threesome sounds by far the most sage-like thing.

And placed directly on top of the pajamas was a small handwritten note from the doctor, which Fourth Rose picked up and read aloud: "TWINS." The entire flower shop went dead silent for exactly three seconds. "Twins?" Noah repeated, his eyes wide. "Twins," Fourth Rose whispered, staring at the note. "One boy... and one girl." Ethan Blackwood’s night-vision binoculars slipped from his hand and crashed to the floor. His silver-grey hair practically stood on end as his cold demeanor shattered into absolute shock. "Twins..." Ethan breathed, his voice trembling for only the third time in his life. "A Fifth Rose... AND a First No Junior?!"

She could be right, or maybe they want something from Kendrick in exchange for returning me to him. “Did you mean it when you said I don’t have to go back?” I hug my knees to my chest and look from one striking face to the other. The bed dips either side of me as the twins sit looking down at me. Even with them sitting I have to crane my neck back to look up at them properly, they must both be almost seven feet tall. I never considered myself short, but these two are built like trees, and just as sturdy looking. There is no way I’ll be able to escape the two of them, even with Justice. “Yes, little one, we mean it.” the first twin smiles and his warm hand gently cups my chin. I flinch and cl

It has always been there, even before we knew what it was. Cael presses his forehead to mine because the tunnel is too small to move. His breath is hot on my face because he is close. The blood on our hands is sticky between us because we are still holding on. The voice comes back and says, “A twin bond cannot break,” and the words land inside my head, not my ears. It says, “It can only be transferred,” because that is the old law, and “One heart must carry it alone,” because two hearts will burn out by the full moon.