Unbread Twins Novels & Stories

She sometimes believe that we were sisters in the past since we have so much in common which is so true, it's scary because we have literally everything in common and she's loves tarot card reading so believes in stuff that I don't even believe in but I guess that's what makes our friendship so strong. As months went by Lila, Allegra and I ended up befriending a set of twins, Brantley and Benjamin. Brantley and Benjamin looks so identical that one won't recognise the other besides me. Brantley has a dimple on the right side of his face aand Benjamin as a dimple on his left side of this face. Also Brantley is part of the football team and also a huge player, he probably slept with every girl

The twins were arguing about something that had started as a seating dispute and expanded. "Brian was right." I said. "About breathing.""Don't." He said."You breathe quite deliberately." I said."I was letting them find me." He said."I know." I said. "I watched you do it." I paused. "You let Brenda find you on purpose too."He was quiet."Yes." He said finally."Why." I said.He held my gaze for a moment."Because she needed to be right." He said simply.

And saw that she looked like Heather. Looking down at the twins, she asked as she pointed at the picture, “Who is this?” “Our mother,” Briar answered. “Where is she?” Helianthus continued to ask. “Our mother died giving birth to us. They had to cut her up and pull me out,” Briar answered sadly. ‘How is that possible?’ Helianthus thought. She nodded her head and dragged the twins out of the room and took them to bed. She tucked them in and told them a story, then disappeared once they were asleep.

Come on, he thought, if they were going to toast to the good news it shouldn't be done with fruit juice! Stephanie poured him a full glass first and then hers. She sat down and said to him, "We have unexpected visitors on the beach." Kane felt his bubble burst but he managed to respond evenly, "Visitors? Well where are they?" "Believe me these are not pleasant visitors, especially for you. Well, the twins are here on vaca." "What?" Kane said, spitting up the fruit juice. "That's the most terrible news I've heard all day!"

Even walking carefully, the twins' step on a stone, and stumbled fall at the puddle of mud. "Yuck." "What is this?" Zia disgustingly said as she held back her vomit. A very unpleasant smell hit their nostrils. The twins touch what's in front of them, and they felt the squishiness and tenderness of rotten meat. The clouds clear, and the little light provided by the moonlight hit the twins. "A dead body!" The twins fall-back and hold their breath not to scream because they know they'll invite uninvited dangers lurking in the forest.

What awaited me at the kitchen wasn’t what I had expected it to turn out to be. Far from it. It wasn’t the least close to what I had imagined. Eric! Yes, my fiancé's twin brother, Eric Simpson, with his back facing me, shirtless, just in a singlet and a pair of faded, ripped jeans. His hair was messy and his back quite broad with less muscles for a man, faintly growing petite to the waist which was tied on the jean pants with a leather belt.

I watched the twins pet Gas, their small hands gentle on his brown fur. "And if they won't tell me?" "Then they're not worth your time. I don't care how good their intentions are. I don't care how much they love you. If they can't respect you enough to be honest with you, then they're not the men you deserve." After I hung up with Scarlett, I made the twins breakfast. Scrambled eggs and toast cut into dinosaur shapes. They ate with the focused intensity of small children, discussing important matters like whether brontosauruses ate toast and why Gas wasn't allowed to have bacon.

Would she still look at me with pity? “I’m sure they’ll find out soon enough,” I said finally. Natalie nodded slowly before glancing toward the hallway. “The twins are asleep.” Something inside me softened immediately. “Ella asked if New York has pancakes,” she added with a smile. I huffed quietly. “That girl judges cities based on breakfast food.” “She gets it from you.” *** The penthouse had gone quiet now, Manhattan lights glowing softly through the giant windows behind me. When I pushed open the twins’ bedroom door, my chest tightened instantly.

“Just… adjusting.” Victor’s foot brushed mine under the table, a secret touch, my thighs clenched. We were halfway through breakfast, fresh fruit, eggs benedict, croissants, when the front door opened. Heavy footsteps echoed through the foyer. A man walked in, It was Damien. Victor stood up calmly. “Damien. You’re early.” Mom smiled warmly, not at all surprised. “Damien! Come join us. I told you he’d show up eventually, Elara. Victor’s twin brother, he travels a lot for their business interests, but he’s family now.”

My face twisted in disgust as I stared at her, who was wearing a pretentious expression on her face as if she had won a competition and got first place. "Why are you here?" the twins asked. "The alpha king no longer needed your presence. You can go back to your quarter and look as pretty as you usually do." Disgust decorated Nora's face as she looked at the twins. "Creepy. Can you stop saying the same words at the same time? You're giving me goosebumps." "Not gonna happen," the twins exclaimed, smirking at her. "We are twins. Our minds and hearts are interconnected." "Not all twins are as creepy as you."