Twins Transformers 2 Novels & Stories

I asked and Tamia looked away. “ They are werewolves who chose to stay away from the pack, cutting ties with their packs and choosing to stay hidden. Some are criminals who escape judgement, others are as a result of war, while others choose to be rogues out of their free will.” Tamia explained, making me nod. “ So why did Mason's twin become a rogue?” I asked, and I saw Tamia's eyes widen before she looked away. “ That's a forbidden topic in the pack, Lisa,you should refrain from mentioning Alpha Theo's name.” Tamia said. I could feel the fear in her voice, but something else entirely different caught my attention.

Agnes asked as she walked towards them. Lisa and Liam had a guilty look on their faces as they stared up at Agnes through their small eyes. "Now why do you two look so forlorn?" Agnes asked. "I believe now I can go," Tacha said, raising her brows at the twins. They nodded their heads up and down, like two teddy bears on remote control. Agnes laughed at the sight and asked, "Tacha, what is going on?" "After class work, they said I should play a game with them," Tacha explained.

" He stood on my other side and grabbed my waist, sending shivers through my body. Cillian nodded to him. I wasn't sure if it was appreciation or some different sign. "Love conquers all." Said the high priestess to the board. "The goddess made this match a long time ago. It has been prophesied over and over and here it is. The twin wolf and their mate." Councilman Gordon staggered to his feet and the room went quiet. He had a look on his face, a determined look. He cleared his throat and I held my breath. "The goddess bless this union. What is done is done." He said and sat back down.

I said, awkwardly and not knowing what to do with my hands. “All right go get ‘em girl,” she said, and turned to run off. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t watch her lucious ass that was barely contained in those little shorts… “Hey 27, got a minute,” she yelled. I drew a deep breath and looked up to see the twins staring at me. There were easily two dozen pigskin tramps out here, and I hadn’t seen them look at a single one. It almost made me feel … made me feel like…

Sometimes God really does give with both hands. The ponytailed twin is athletic looking, like she knows her way around a gym. I can see her toned thigh muscles working under her yoga pants as she walks and my wolf practically howls. I can barely tear my eyes away from her for a moment to check out the other twin with the hipster glasses, who seems a bit out of place at training camp. She’s wearing jeans, for pete’s sake. “What’s the story with the twins?” I murmur quietly to Theo. He’s watching them too, practically drooling.

The twins retreated and summoned more giants at a small opening in the woods. It looked like one tree toss wasn’t enough for them. I did what I had done earlier. I cried for help. Then, the voice answered again. What would you like us to do? “Wait, who are you?” We are the beasts that Maximus created. We’ve been inherited to you. “For now, help us, please!” Understood. Then, help came. It felt like the climactic scene of Avengers: Endgame where everyone gathered and prepared to face Thanos’ army.

At least the twins didn't wear masks or hoods to cover their faces. "Who were those guys?" Hope asked, holding Faith. I was glad Faith was safe. Those twins had come for her. I felt that their reason for wanting her wasn't too far off from the reason Javicia had wanted her too. I guessed that they wanted her power to become stronger. "I think we know them," Zion replied. "Great!" I said. "Now, who are they?" "Their names are Raven and Theo," Jocelyn replied. "Theo, as in Theodore, right?" Solomon asked.

Fuck. Of course that isn't what happened. The twins enemies did not fucking do this. They did. They got bored of me. They fell out of love with me. Or maybe they realized that they never loved me. They just wanted to fuck me. I was the shiny, new, never before used toy and they wanted someone to have fun and use and that is what I was for them. That shiny, new, never before used toy. That someone they could have fun with. I am such a fucking stupid idiot.

Plus, Rae has held my hand in support ever since the game started. “Shit man, I hate those twins!” Tiffany exclaims in disappointment as everyone on our side groans in annoyance. On the field, teammates are being pulled to their feet and the players take a short break while both coaches replace injured members. “What twins?” I ask, turning to Tiff to distract myself. “Prince Max and Prince Kota, both of them are strong players and when they work together nobody can stop them.” "Wait, those two responsible for scoring was the both of them?” I ask in surprise, and everyone nods. “How can you tell?”

Kael asked, walking in with Aurora asleep in his arms. "Mystical reinforcements. Wards that detect dimensional breaches, barriers that repel entities like Devourers, protection against teleportation." "Do them all," Kael said without hesitation. "Money doesn't matter if we're dead." The twins were growing faster than predicted—already the size of nine-month-olds despite being only six months. Their power surges had decreased, but Dr. Rhodes warned that was temporary. "They're storing energy," she'd explained. "Building up for the next developmental leap."