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Twins

Z. Raven

Copyright © 2024 by Z. Raven

All rights reserved.

No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. For permission requests, contact Z. Raven

The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

Book Cover by Dakota Trace

First edition 2024

Contents

Author's Note

Dedication

1. Prologue

2. Chapter 1

3. Chapter 2

4. Chapter 3

5. Chapter 4

6. Chapter 5

7. Chapter 6

8. Chapter 7

9. Chapter 8

10. Chapter 9

11. Chapter 10

12. Chapter 11

13. Chapter 12

About Author

Author's Note

Author's Note

This is Jagger, Zane, and Snow’s story. There is mention of sex abuse in this book. If that is a trigger for you please don’t read. There is some description of what took place, but it’s not hard core.  

Due to their past Jagger and Zane have no problem crossing lines with each other. There is no MM in this book, it is an MFM read.  

If you are not a member of my readers group I made an announcement that this is part one of their story. My health is on shaky ground and I had to pull two books from releasing this year. I did not want to do that to my readers again with this story. My hope is to finish this and publish the rest of their story come fall. 

By winter I will put both books together under this cover. If you want to wait until it’s together that is fine.  

Thank you for going on this journey with Sons of Odin.  







Dedications

First of all, thank you to the readers for continuing this journey with me!  

An Enormous Thank you to my Husband for the love and support you show me while I type away these stories.  

Thank you to Dakota Trace for the formatting you do and the cover. 

Thank you to Zulfa Cupido for your amazing edits, support and helping me get my stuff on social media. As well as posting for me when I’m not able to.

Thank you to Nena Kortright. You are an amazing friend. Thanks for sharing my books.  

To all of the Authors that support me Thank you!!! 

To all that have been a great support system on social media THANK YOU!!! 

The Sons of Odin, JunkYard Dogs, Club Steele, The Irish Stalkers, middles INC,  The Table, and the others that will be coming, thank you for going on this journey with them. 

Not all books include dedications, but many authors choose to share a special thank you to someone(s) who have made an impact on the writing of the book. This may be on a personal or professional level and can range from heartfelt to comedic and anything in between.

Dedication text is traditionally center aligned.

Chapter 1

Prologue

Snow

Past...

My life as an MC Princess is like wearing a collar all day every day. My parents are great. I can wear what I want. I have a laptop and the latest video game systems. I have the second biggest room in the house. I have a queen-size bed. Expensive hard wood floors. My father dotes on me. He listens to me and treats me like I matter.

Mom is the same. I am their only child. I was born during a blizzard. My father decided to name me Snow. I love my name. I kind of look like Snow White. I have jet black hair and I’m pale. I don’t say porcelain skin as I’m paler than that. I do have the rosy cheeks. I take after both of my parents. I’m also plus size as some would call me. I don’t like that. I prefer curvy. I have a woman’s body though I’m not a woman yet. I’m still under that eighteen mark.

I can’t date anyone. I can’t go anywhere without a member of my father’s MC going with me. I love all of my uncles. That’s what I call them. They are kickass men. All former Marines. They can take you apart in two shakes of a lamb's tail and walk away without a single regret. My dad won’t even let me go to the library alone.

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