Walton Twins Novels & Stories

“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?”

The room was filled with the sound of cries and the bustle of activity as the nurse worked to clean and swaddle the twins, while the doctor tended to Maggie, helping her deliver the afterbirth and making sure she was comfortable. Finally, with the twins settled in their mother's arms, Maggie looked down at them, her hearts swelling with love and pride. She lay on the hospital bed, exhausted but elated. She had just given birth to a beautiful set of twins, a boy and a girl. She was alone in the room with her new bundles of joy. As she looked at them, tears of joy streamed down her face. She reached out and held each of them in turn, marveling at their tiny fingers and toes. She knew immediate

He refocus his gaze on his twin brother. “We were wolves brother”Damon said.serving justice for the first time.”in heat we don’t use protection.Remember?”he stepped closer to the bars,asking the obvious question”Whose are they?” They.Not it.He knew.he knew I was carrying twins. “They’re mine alone”I said.surprised that my voice came out stronger than I was.”Not yours” Damon broke down in laughter.No humor in it just pure mockery and disgust.”you don’t have the rights to Alpha heirs.have you forgotten pack law?”

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.”

James said, shaking his head. We gasped as we saw them climbing on the rails like they were just playing—no fear at all. "F*ck, Bro. Are they really just 4 years old?" James pointed at the CCTV screen showing the twins seemingly playing on top of the wall. I just shrugged and patted his shoulder. "Clear all the footage—they were caught on camera. I don’t want anyone seeing what they’re capable of. You handle this—I have to go visit Ana’s parents," I told him.

"No… impossible! You're lying! You're trying to trick me! I want a DNA test!" But the truth was already plain to most. The resemblance was undeniable, no matter what she screamed. I slipped a folder from my bag. "Here. Paternity test results for Nick and Nathan Winston—your twins—with Jeremy. See for yourself." I tossed the file onto the table. Janey fumbled through the pages, her hands trembling, until she reached the final result. Her knees buckled. "No… no, this can't be real! You forged this report! You wanted my boys so much you faked this report!"

“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.

She knows that the twins are capable of doing worse than doing better. The parents can't be blamed for thinking much about them, how the twins ended up being called the “twins of massive trouble” they always break rules, being hard-headed and most of the time attracted to different misfortunes. But still, manage to become independent beings. Elizabeth wished that her kids will be careful not to make too much exposure to using magic anywhere they are. Valtor asked one of his top mages to visit the nearby village to look for the twins. The warlock immediately went to the village in search of the twins.

Like I wasn't even in the room. "Good," Marcus said. "See to it that she gets the necessary vitamins." Once the doctor was finished, Marcus led me back toward the residential wing. He didn't say a word, and neither did I. My mind was racing, replaying the words I had read in the library. The anchor. The key to the soul-bond. If what the book said was true, the twins didn't just save me for a child. They saved me for the kind of child I could produce. They wanted to be the most powerful Alphas in history. They wanted to be kings. And I was the only way they could get there.

“I switched on the TV for them earlier but they must be in their room now.” Elena nodded her head and then breathed out. “Mum looked worried though.” “I doubt anything is going on.” They resumed talking and after a while, the door pushed open again and Karina announced. “The twins… they are missing!” “What?!” Elena sprang up. “Nathan and Natalie are not anywhere in the mansion!”