Twins Novels & Stories

he warned me. I knelt on the bed and nodded confidently. " There's a good chance you've been paired with alphas," Austin said, and I narrowed my eyes and formed an "o" with my mouth. "It’s not uncommon for twins to share the same mate, and I’m sure you feel... the attaction fro them "They are convinced that you are, at least their wolves are," Austin said. "Are they them?" I asked suddenly, and Austin frowned, "The wolves that come home at night? Those who came already when I was at the orphanage?" I asked.

* His eyes moved down the page. **VANCE, AURORA — BORN OCT 12.** **VANCE, LUNA — BORN OCT 12.** Ethan stopped breathing for a second. Twins. Aurora had never mentioned a sister. Not once. In all the conversations they had shared about her childhood, her family, and her past, she had spoken as if she had grown up alone. Ethan turned the page. And his entire body went still. A surveillance photograph was attached to the top corner of the file.

Now, I have a lovely girlfriend called Tiffany, and I am planning to ask her to marry me soon. My feelings towards my stepsister, Gigi, are complicated. While I see her as my sibling, there's a part of me that feels drawn to her in a way that goes beyond familial love. Gigi exudes a sense of perfection, and her captivating eyes hold a seductive allure that I find hard to resist. I often find myself getting lost in her gaze, feeling a pull towards her that I struggle to ignore.

She looked back. Twins. Warriors. Bound by blood—and now, by something even deeper.

she said feeling around my head, “can you follow my fingers with your eyes?” It can’t be … Ben’s sister. I follow her fingers. “Do you have a brother named Ben?” I asked. “Yes, he’s my twin” she said, “how do you know Ben? Is he alright?” Ben never mentioned she was his twin. Twins are symbolic to witches; two souls connected. They make the most powerful witches. “He’s fine, he’s part of the reason I am in this mess” I tell her. “What do you mean?” She squinted her eyes.

She was everything we ever wanted. " Relax, it doesn't work like that. Male twins can share a mate but the females can't." Lisa, our mother-in-law had explained. Relief washed over me when I heard that. " Are you saying that you are not Lucky to have me as your mate?" Her Man Alex asked with a frown. " Those are your words. I didn't say that. " Marissa replied, rolling her eyes at her mate. One thing I had realized with her is the fact that she's the dominant one in their relationship.

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.

“You’re up.” I walked onto the stage under the blazing lights. The heat hit me instantly, making my skin prickle. Epstein leaned forward in his chair, eyes gleaming with pure financial greed and twisted excitement. Dude’s a psycho! “Well, well… Mr. Triple Threat himself,” he said with a sick smile. “I’ve been waiting for you. Partners for Mr. Kane — the Jackson twins, Sophia and Selena.” Two identical women stepped onto the stage. Long dark hair, athletic bodies, sharp green eyes, and matching wicked smiles. They were known in the extreme scene as the “Twin Terrors” — beautiful, insatiable, and famous for destroying men.

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.

I can almost hear the gears in her hear spinning as we all listen. “And then there are the Star Twins - one, bound to earth, the other, living for centuries in the celestial realm. Now reunited.” “Plus there’s the whole thing about me needing a mate to prompt my first shift,” I say. “It’s all about pairs. About connecting two halves of a whole.”