Twins In Nothing But Trouble Novels & Stories

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.

Quickly, she snatched it from the person and ran. Furtively, she tossed it to Thelma. Some guys ran after her thinking she was with the phone and some others ran after Thelma thinking she was the girl they were chasing. After running in circles, the twin appeared in front of them and asked, "Looking for this?" They tossed the phone to one of them and said "Never mess with us". "Twin?" a blonde young man appeared. His crystal blue eyes gleamed as he made his way to Thelma. He smirked at her and stretched his hand. "Hi, I'm Oscar and you are?"

He must be definitely up to something and she wasn’t going to lose guard of her children. After her shift, she took a shower and sat comfortably on the couch, engrossed in an article she was reading on her tablet. The soft afternoon light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room. The quiet hum of the house filled the air, interrupted only by the distant sound of a passing car. Suddenly, the front door swung open, and the sound of excited chatter echoed through the hallway. Maggie looked up and smiled as her twins, Luke and Leah, burst into the room. They had just arrived home after the school bus dropped them off.

"Mama, when Uncle Marco touched his nose just now, it was exactly like Papa. And the way he talks, too. It feels the same." My chest tightened. I crouched and wrapped her in my arms, pressing my mouth to her ear. My voice trembled despite my effort to steady it. "That's because they were twins, sweetheart. Papa's already in heaven. He won't be coming back. From now on, I will do everything I can to protect you." She nodded without fully understanding and buried her face against me. I looked up. Across the crowd, my eyes met Giovanni's. He stood at the church doors with his black suit collar loosened. The mask was gone. Naked hatred stared back at me. It was dark and poisonous, waiting to str

And yet… Every time I thought of him…Ridwan…my chest grew tight, my body betraying me. That sharp pull, that magnetic ache, it never left. I could run, hide, lock every door, but the bond still found me. I sank down on the edge of the narrow bed in my temporary quarters, pressing a hand to my temple. The summit had ended in chaos after the lockdown, whispers crawling like fire through the halls about intruders and spies. No one suspected me. Not yet. But I knew the twins had been searching the shadows, restless, their presence spilling into every corner.

Together, they are an unstoppable force, their bond unbreakable and their rule uncontested. In stark contrast to their world of shadows, a beacon of light and innocence exists in the form of Lily, a beautiful and unassuming university student. Lily, with her gentle demeanor and radiant smile, is the embodiment of purity and simplicity. An orphan who has learned to navigate life on her own terms, she finds solace in her studies and the small joys of everyday life. Her world, though modest, is filled with dreams and aspirations far removed from the harsh realities that the twins command.

Tristan Miller The fifth and sixth arrivals came together, their cloaks brushing against each other as they took their seats. Their masks were identical—twin faces red in color, one smiling, one weeping. They were known as the Twins, and they never spoke individually, only in unison, their voices blending into a single, unsettling chorus. Pasha and Pania. And then, finally, the seventh chair was filled.

Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore. …… Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother." But I always felt like she was lying to me. When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up. When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister. We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye. "Mom, who is she?" "She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside." Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.

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.

I winked as she elbowed me. I sighed as the dinner continued, and we talked about whatever came to mind—no more of the heavy stuff. And no more mention of our mother. Things were kept light as Xenia asked Reese and Don more about themselves and the twins. Once they started talking about the babies, there was no stopping them until they realized the time and needed to take the twins home. There will still be obstacles for us, but at least we’ll face them together. And the first obstacle to knock down will be Trevor. He is never getting near my girlfriend… holy shit, it feels weird but good to say that… again.