Which Member Are You In Twice Novelas e Histórias

Nicko smiled calmly, then said, "Does the security guard dare kick me out? I have a membership card here." Then Thiery laughed again and sneered at her. "Ha ha, dear Sylvia. It turns out that this man who has been hit by karma for hurting you still likes to lie. Who does he think he is?" then Thiery turned to Nicko again with his hands on his hips, "Hey listen, you loser, there are four types of membership here, regular, premium, VIP and also special. Special memberships are special and are only granted by people the Watson family considers special. Now, look at yourself. Do you deserve it?"

I still felt the urge and pull, it was like nothing I’ve ever felt. “Well, today is your twenty-first birthday, and you know we get our soulmates, but it seems that you have four. Of course, you could have identical twins or triples that could be your person or persons.” She looked at me, clearly, I didn’t understand, she took a deep breath. “Identical twins or triplets have one mate, they are from one egg and one sperm. So, they are basically the same person, just in different bodies. Fraternal twins come from two eggs and two sperm so they have two soulmates, Like my father and Uncle.”

"You can't just erase my access. The board will notice the compliance discrepancy by morning." "The board won't notice anything, because you don't exist to the network anymore," Noah replied, his voice entirely flat and devoid of emotion. "Every credential you’ve used for the last five years has been flagged as a dead proxy. To the courts, you are an administrative anomaly that has already been liquidated."

Liam said. "but what about your identity? You will face the people wouldn’t they will ask different questions?". Curiosity took over me. "You really don’t understand the meaning behind all the rules that they have stated?". He asked. I shook my head. "Well, they said that the person must bring a partner because than they wouldn’t have to intract to other people and their identity would be safe". "Oh, I get it". I said nodding. "So who is your partner?" I asked.

Alpha Kayson's POV As I stood at the conclave, I repeated the ancient chants alongside the other Alphas. The elders led the rites, their voices echoing through the mountain plane. This sacred gathering was strictly invitation-only, and any stranger would be met with swift death. The location was always a secret, changing with each conclave to ensure our safety. I had chosen to bring only one escort, Thane, my trusted gamma and pack member. His loyalty and prowess were unmatched, and I knew he would have my back in any situation unlike Reese these recent times.

I knew I had to get away from him as soon as possible. "Thanks for the compliment Dave. It's nice meeting you as well. If you don't mind, can you show me where level two members are gathered?" He pointed to the left hand side of the premise and right there stood about twenty five persons with thick frowns laced to their brows. They were all ready for business and I knew it. I was ready for business as well. I found out later on that some of those in level two were repeat students. There were about eighteen of them. "Wait, so you mean they actually repeat people here in the academy?" I asked Dave with unbelieve. We managed to bond within only a few and I could say he was a really cool and nic

“You have stayed with the pack for a month, learning our tradition and the way we live. We know you are being fated to two Alphas but, it's high time you made your choice on whom you want.” “Exactly.” Another elder interjected, concurring with what the older elder had said. “You have to make your choice now that time is with us.” “The Alpha, Logan, would soon go into heat and he needs to mark you during your mating.” He continued, eyes glancing from Logan to me then to the elders. I found myself laughing at his words, somehow it felt funny because if I can remember vividly, I've had two near sex experience with Logan and two real intimate sessions with him and he couldn't mark me then. What'

I was already slipping the thin silver ring I wore on my right hand over to my left ring finger. He groaned quietly. “Don’t.” “Too late,” I whispered. I leaned toward the next booth, bright smile in place. “Excuse me? Did I hear anniversary?” The woman turned, eyes lighting up. “Yes! One year today.” I held up my hand, showing the ring. “What a coincidence. It’s ours too.” Christian’s head snapped up. He stared at me like I’d lost my mind. The couple beamed. “Oh, how lovely!” the woman said. “Happy anniversary!”

I said, reaching for a bowl. The gentleman on my right introduced himself, “I’m Bramwell, or Bram. I’m on the council with Samil. This is Faelan and Imna, they are originally from the Isles, but live here and are Council members. Across from them is Phinneus, our last council member.” “Phin, is fine,” said the man. “It’s a pleasure to meet you all. I’m Soree.” Everyone around the table, including Gabriel replied with, “Luna,”

She was right. That night, Luca stood at the study door, hugging a pillow as he carefully asked, “Dad, will we ever see Mom again?” Damien looked at the child’s reddened eyes for a long time before finally sliding over a photograph. It was something the secretary had just found. A private weapons gallery in Turicum had updated the staff page on its website. Under the name section, it said—Elena Capello. In the photo, I was wearing an ordinary black coat, standing in front of a glass display case with a calm expression that could even be called relaxed.