Unbread Twins Novels & Stories

However, his father had said it so there had to be an atom of truth in it, right? As she thought of Trevor, she really wished she could have a normal relationship. These were supposed to be the best years of her life according to the internet, but each time it seemed like everything was going well, her hopes crumbled like dust the next. It was both sad and embarrassing. After a few moments of absent-mindedly searching for the twins, she finally found them. When they recognized her, they screamed like they had not seen her in years and ran with their little legs almost reaching their necks, up to her.

"No, Mom. It's National Nude Day, remember. We stay naked. In fact, why don't you join us?" "Don't be ridiculous! Okay, stay naked, but you can at least help me make sandwiches." Lunch was a quiet affair, and the twins kept a low profile. They had slipped robes on while they ate, a slight concession to convention, but after they had finished Caroline led Carl out to the pool again and they discarded the robes. Carl was relieved that his prick had finally softened in the fuss of lunch and Caroline was greeted by an only half-hard prick when Carl discarded his own robe.

My heart drummed louder in my chest as it dawned on me. I still don’t know their history, nor have I come to terms as to the reason behind why the twins brothers are sworn enemies, but I sincerely didn’t mean for him to walk in on Kade and me in that position. Fuck, I wouldn’t even have expected him to come finding me. That too, with our child.

Conversely, Matilda only chuckled softly before smiling a little, satisfied to have won this little round. The car slowed as Harry took the final turn towards the twins' prep school. Colonial-style buildings with spacious playgrounds came into view, and the sounds of children's chatter and laughter could already be heard even though we were still in the distance. I patted Matilda's shoulder gently. “It's done. You look beautiful.” “Thanks, Ma,” she replied as she checked her braids on the small screen of her tablet. Her gaze soon shifted to Theo, and she grinned. “Look, Theo, I'm even prettier than your voice.”

Victor, predictably oblivious, greets Annabeth at the door warmly, hugging her around her very pregnant belly. “Look,” I say, nodding towards Alvin and Ian, who hesitate as the other six children approach them. Even though the Prath clan are friendly, Alvin and Ian…I laugh to see that they’re completely freaked out. I bite my lip, pressing a hand to my chest and looking at Bridgette. “Oh my god,” I murmur. “I’ve totally ruined them. They’re weirdos! They don’t know how to make friends!” “Well, they are weirdos,” she says, smirking at me, and I laugh to hear it, totally unoffended. How could they not be a little weird, my little genius twins? “But they’ll do all right. Look, they’re starting!

However, Alice had forgotten that she was the mother of a set of twins that belonged to a man named Antonio Earliton, who she assumed broke her heart. "Why is papi always jealous, Mamita?" Andrew asked as Alice held them both up, her round, sky-blue eyes making him even cuter; their eye colors were exactly the same and they resembled one another. "Kid, what did you just say? This lowlife has no right to make me jealous."His reply struck a deep chord with Mira, asking why he would refer to her as a lowlife.

“We’re in charge of breakfast today!” Rupert turned around, his expression shifting from confusion to alarm as he saw the twins piling flour, eggs, and milk haphazardly onto the counter. His eyes widened in disbelief. “What? No, no, no!” Rupert exclaimed, his voice tinged with panic as he moved toward them. “You can’t just—” But it was too late. Alana had already grabbed an egg, cracking it clumsily over the counter, while Zane knocked over a large bag of flour. A thick cloud of white powder billowed into the air, settling on everything like fresh snow.

I opened and took out the first book. “Do you have a spare pen?” Sam asked and I nodded. “Yeah, please wait–” “Omg! The twin brothers are here!” “Hunter is so hot!” “I wish it was me in place of Vanessa beside Ryder!” A sudden commotion erupted in the hallways. I stopped taking out my stuff and turned around to see the infamous twins. Soon my ears felt like bleeding by how the girls were going crazy over them. However, their presence was unavoidable. Their magnetic features drew the attention of the crowd as they walked through the halls. I couldn't help but steal a few glances because it was almost impossible to ignore such different presences.

It’s quiet only for a second as I get myself together. “How were they seen? Who saw them? Your people,” I ask, with a rapid fire. Pax shakes his head. “No, they were bartering some berries and apples for meat and eggs at a market about six hours ago. It’s rare to see twins that are exactly identical so they kind of stand out. The farmer said it was also obvious they were alone, hadn’t bathed in a long time,” he says, then looks to Rafe for direction. I blow past all of them and quickly pull on some leggings, then look for my shoes.

DARIAN I woke up to the sound of birds and static. The bed beside me was empty, and still warm. Her scent lingered on the sheets, vanilla and citrus, soft and sharp all at once. My arm reached out instinctively, but I touched nothing but air. Then the television buzzed to life. I had forgotten I’d set the news to autoplay. I didn’t expect to hear my brother’s name. “Breaking news out of Mexico this morning. Billionaire Roman Wolfe presumed dead after a yacht explosion. The luxury vessel, The Sovereign, went up in flames just hours ago…”