3 Idiots Novels & Stories

“Why?” Amy gives me an amused smile. “You will see,” She clears her throat. “Anyway, let me introduce you to the others. The cute girl is Frankie,” A brunette waves at me from across the fire. “Hi,” Amy continues. “The twin brothers are Hugo and Kalle,” Two Scandinavian guys, both blonde, nod their approval. I respond by smiling like an idiot at them. I’m such a nerd around cute guys. “The diva is Lily,” “HEY!” A blonde girl slaps Amy’s shoulder. She is holding makeup in the other. “I’m not a diva!”

At the full-moon celebration for Leah Rosen, the family's adopted daughter, my three brothers chained me to the judgment pillar in the pack square. My fiancé, Kyle Mercer, drew a silver blade and plunged it into my chest himself, collecting a smal l cup of heart's blood to feed the moon moth larva Leah had bought on the black market. The larva, which had been stiff and lifeless, drank its fill of blood, and its translucent wings began to flutter. "It's alive. You win again, Leah." Leah threw herself into his arms, "You lost, Kyle. "I'll take Leah into town first. I've already sent someone to brew a clotting draught. I'll be right back." I tried to call out to him, but my eldest brother D

An intense look passed between them, and a heat that had nothing to do with the nearby bonfire. “Oh, look,” he said loudly, breaking the moment. “It’s the guys. You remember the Three Stooges, don’t you?” It was the three boys she’d met the other day. If memory served, and hers was pretty good, they were Tim, Bosco and Ricky. The minute Nick called them the Three Stooges, they went into a poking and slapping and making-funny-noises routine that they had honed to a fine art. It was pretty funny, she had to admit as she laughed.

The rest of them exchanged confused glances. No, No, No! It was a joke, right? It had to be a fucking joke! "The Triplets?"

I smile as my men join me and we stretch out on the custom built swing that fits four. My three mates are the best men I know and all mine. Till we meet again get fucked my friends and get fucked often. I know I will and I got three hot alphas to do me right. My three mates will always be my three of everything. The End

Three teenage boys were stripped naked and pinned to the ground beneath someone's feet. The thug's arrogant voice rang out from inside the van. "You three little bastards thought you could come take the exam without coughing up the 200 thousand dollars? In that case, I'm going to make sure the entire city gets a good look at these photos!"

The three men turned their heads and caught me looking, then grinned at me. I quickly looked away, my face burning. Finally, they finished washing up. When they came out, they were shirtless, with droplets of water still trailing down their muscles. Those bodies were absolutely perfect. They made it hard for my thoughts to stay in place. They waved me over and said, "We're done. Your turn." I closed the door nervously and took a hot shower. When I came out, the three of them were already standing outside, lined up in a row.

I look like the discount version of myself. Perfect for tonight. My thumb hovers over the one chat icon that matters most. Bogotá & the Idiots. Their profile picture is pure nepotism energy: Isabella in red lipstick, Tessa with tear-streaked cheeks, Emmett behind them flipping off the camera. Accurate. My last message is still from yesterday. KR: [still alive. stop planning my funeral.] Their replies sit underneath it, lined up like a coordinated attack. ISABELLA: [YOU’RE INSANE]

They want to immediately leave somewhere safe so that they can find why I lost my memories. "You guys had a bet on me." I reminded him of their bet. "Our bet was for fun because we had a huge faith in you that whatever happens you will always love all three of us." His words made me feel guilty for no reason. "I can't be with you three together. I agree I made love to Axel and Spend time with Oliver and have a crush on you but that is different and being with three different people for a whole life is different. What will the people say? We are not animals to have multiple partners."

BMOM ➭ SPECIAL CHAPTER 15 ꕤ ꕤ ꕤ THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW – “Get yourselves together, you three idiots. You look like dogs who can't take a dump.” Jasper teased his three friends—Cosmo, Yago, and Sven. They were agitated and didn't know what to do. “Why aren't they here yet?” Sven asked anxiously. “Yeah, it’s been minutes, but not one of them has come out yet.” Yago said worriedly.