Twins In Transformers Novels & Stories

Eason reminded him from the front passenger seat. Cedrick closed his laptop slowly and looked out of the window. He could immediately see the twins having fun in the field. They were wearing a pair of blue uniforms and cute little shoes. In the sun, they looked exactly identical. They had the same looks, the same height, and even their voices were almost the same. The only thing to tell them apart was their facial expression. Miles was laughing wholeheartedly and looked very carefree, while Ollie was more reserved and more elegant.

The two of them side by side going through this painful transformation. “Can someone tell me what is happening here?” Rhys eyes was pitch black, and the power emitting off him was so strong that it was taking me everything not to sink down to my knees. “Rhys, calm down!” Declan said and dragged me into his arms, stuffing my head into his neck emitting calming pheromones so that it could calm me down, “Talk!” he snapped. I looked up at him “the twins are shifting” I said. “But they are too young!” he shouted.

The screech of rubber against the road surface fills the air, the smell of burning rubber mingling with the thrill of speed and skill as I bring off each turn with precision and finesse. As I am caught up in the excitement of drifting, my brother's voice suddenly calls out to me. Startled, I turn around to see him approaching with a stunning blonde woman by his side, her smile radiating warmth. "Hey Gigi, where do you learn to drift like that?" my brother asks, a mix of surprise and admiration in his voice. I straighten up and walk closer to them, eager to meet the woman by his side. My brother then proudly introduces me to his girlfriend, saying, "Gigi, this is Tiffany, my girlfriend.”

I whipped around to Roe and Venus with wide frightened eyes, “The twins” I whispered. My voice broke slightly with the fear warping into my words. We don’t know who these Weres are, or what their intentions are. Do they really mean no harm, or is it just a ploy to get close enough to hurt us. Are they here from me, or for my babies, who knows. I can’t take the risk of waiting to find out. The twins are the most important thing, and I will kill anyone that threatens their lives. Roe nodded back to me in understanding and dashed back into the house. I turned my gaze on Venus, who paused. She looked over at Elaine’s wolf, then out to the gathering fighters, before back to me. She was hesitating

I shoved her back. The room shook. The silver glass walls didn't just crack. They turned to dust. The twins stood in the doorway. They weren't five years old anymore. They looked like teenagers. Their skin was translucent. Their red eyes were burning. "Father," they said. "Caleb, get behind me!" I shifted. My bones snapped and reformed. My clothes became rags. The twins raised their hands. A pulse of red energy hit the room. The laptop exploded. The lights died.

“You need to come quickly.” And then I saw them—two small figures pushing past the Beta’s legs and into the office. The twins. The boy and girl I’d seen at the cottage, the ones with my brother’s green eyes. “Jane! Max!” Damon shot to his feet. “How did you get here? Where’s—” “They showed up in pup form,” the Beta panted. “Their first shift. Must have run off.” Their first shift. They couldn’t be more than five years old—extraordinarily young for a first transformation. It must have been triggered by something extreme. Fear. Danger.

I commanded, turning my head to check on them. ​But when I turned, the twins weren’t by the terminal. They were standing at the jagged edge of the spire, their small hands joined tightly, their eyes—now a solid, brilliant, and terrifying gold—fixed on the Hive ship as if they were entranced. They weren’t afraid. In fact, they looked like they were recognizing a long-lost relative they hadn't seen in an eternity.

I opened myself slightly to the connection. Not more power. Just alignment. The pressure eased by a fraction. Enough. The twins moved. And I felt their influence ripple outward. The Mirror creatures hesitated mid-charge again. That hesitation saved lives. I exhaled slowly. We were not separate forces anymore. We were functions within the same structure. And the structure was holding. For now. POV: THE TWINS Lyra felt the surge before it fully formed. “They’re adapting,” she said sharply. Kai nodded.

When the Alpha was needed. “What’s the problem?” “To be honest I am not sure. I was awaken last night to the alarm going off by the manor. But when I took the twins with me for a run there was nothing there.” “You too Ash and Teine,” I let out a growl. The twins as they were called were freshly transformed weres. At the ripe age of nineteen they were the definition of hot-headed and uncontrollable. At least Teine was. “They wanted to come and to be honest they are a lot faster when they are determined. They kept in communication via mindlink the entire time. Even when we split up.” Grayson was boosting about the boys like a proud father bragging about his pups.

It was Zero’s voice, but layered with the hum of a failing server. "Aegis was thorough," the intercom crackled. "The twins are masterpieces. But every masterpiece has a signature. And every signature has a delete key." "Victor, the babies... they’re turning cold." They were in the primary bedroom, the heavy silver doors bolted shut. The twins lay on the bed, wrapped in furs, but the Prophet wasn't glowing. He was a dull, sickly grey. The Alpha twin was twitching, his tiny fists clenched, a low, guttural vibration coming from his chest.