Vampire Twins Novels & Stories

Nodding, Allister moves forward, and as he grabs my hair, Vance positions his head between my legs so that his pierced tongue can start to attack my clit while Allister shoves his dick into my mouth, muffling any and all moans that may escape me. I'm in heaven, fucking one brother with my mouth while the other’s mouth attacks me like I’m a gourmet meal, and before I even realize it, I’m cumming, but instead of letting up, Vance continues his attack, shoving his tongue into me and thrusting it while his canines sink deep into my flesh, sending mind-blowing endorphins into me. Fuck, I’m heaven, no not heaven; I’m hell with these vampire twins who are using me ho

The twins were young girls, in their teens, both with a Goth look from what they’d been told. Apparently, they had always gone everywhere together, except for a certain Halloween party where one of them had gotten herself infected by a Vampire. Once she’d turned, she immediately turned her sister as well. Born together, die together. Cadence couldn’t imagine doing something so terrible to her sister, but then, it had been partially her fault Cassidy had been infected. Giovani had been after Cadence after all. The guilt still kept her up at night sometimes.

They were not going to miss seeing the legendary figures. The twins were the greatest vampire hunters in the history of their people. It was well known that no one could defeat them. The news that they had single-handedly destroyed an entire invading army during the night had preceded their arrival. No one knew their exact body count over the last few centuries, but it was extremely high.

Abigail's slender fingers began to gesture, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "As you very well know, it's impossible for a witch to become a vampire and still possess their witch's powers, but in the case of the twins, it's different," she explained, her voice filled with conviction. "They are still able to have their witch's power while being vampires." Kyle's eyes widened, his expression deepening into confusion. "So? Why is their case different? Is it because they are hunters?" he asked, his voice laced with skepticism. Abigail's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with amusement.

While Lea and Clara are busy with each other, Matthew takes Shawn out of the room and says, " I have found out about the two vampires who attacked us." "Who are they?" "Their names are Daniel and Micheal, and they are twins. They were from the Plasma clan but were banished as they tried to kill the clan elder in their quest for power. Both the twins are well trained in fights. Daniel is a shapeshifter, and he can shift into different animals or birds and even insects. Micheal is exceptionally fast and even has the ability to levitate," remarked Matthew recalling the information he had collected. " No wonder he vanished in the middle of the fight," states Shawn thinking about his fight the pr

She was making sure it was done deep enough to make it extremely painful. I could tell that it was easier to do this than to look at his face because that face would cause her to rip out his throat before we got our answers. “The goal was to accomplish what my brother failed to do,” he spat out, clenching his jaw against the pain. That would explain why he looked like a replica of the sick fuck. It also appeared that they had the same gift. Gifts, for vampires, were often inherited just like they were for wolves. Identical twins either had similar gifts or the same one. It was the same way Felicity and Felicia in our Cabinet had similar gifts. One could see the future while one could see the

Clarice asked, confused. Demetria approached the coffins. "Numbers 6 and 7 are twins. They kidnapped humans, draining their blood and selling blood like fruit juice in cans and bottles to vampires. Then they sell the corpses to bakery and restaurant owners to be made into pastries and food and sell them to unsuspecting humans," she explained casually without batting an eyelash.

However, the person who suffered most from the twins' persecution and hatred was little Maya, three years younger than them. Maya was the daughter of beta Tiago and his vampire mate, Mirella. She was a hybrid, a promising union of wolf and vampire blood. Although she was expected to become a powerful creature, having part of her father's wolf powers and her mother's vampire powers, the twins couldn't explain why, from the beginning, Maya bothered them.

With every stolen glance and tender touch, they discovered new layers of one another, forging an unbreakable bond that defied the boundaries of their existence. However, in the depths of their stolen moments, Damien, Celeste's ever-watchful twin brother, began to sense a change within her. His vampire senses heightened, his instincts honed to detect even the subtlest shifts in energy. The once vibrant sparkle in Celeste's eyes seemed clouded, replaced by a distant longing that piqued his suspicions.

“What's your point in essence? That I'm his biological son?” “You might not be a complete werewolf. Isn't it strange that you didn't shift at the right age, and you had your first shift in the human world without casualties?” She asks. I stared at Ceasor and Miguel. “Pregnancy stage, brother” Miguel mind linked, giving me an apologetic look. “I don't want to think about such a thing. We were born as twins, and we are very indistinguishable, what more could you ask for?”