3 Some Stories Novels & Stories

Three incubators. Three families waiting. Three little fighters getting stronger with every passing day. ❤️📖💕👶👶👶✨

Then she covered her face with her pillow. “This is going to be a disaster.” Across the hallway, Nate stared at his phone. In another apartment, Ilyas did the same. Three people. Three hearts. And three different secrets. But secrets rarely stay secret forever.

If only you knew how much more than just another model you truly are. THE END <3 Stay tuned for 3rd story JUST ANOTHER NOTCH ANA AND WILLIAM

A loving husband and my notorious band of triplets that drove me insane. -THE END- MIA AND ALESSANDRO’S STORY HAS COME TO AN END BUT YOU’LL BE SEEING THE MORE of them IN BLAZE AND LUCY’S STORY SO STAY TUNED. ALSO BOOKS THAT I PLAN TO WRITE INCLUDE, JASON AND MISHA’S STORY PINDROP’S STORY BLAZE AKA DANTE DARKO’S STORY HOLY’S AND SNAKES’ STORY THANK YOU FOR READING, THANK YOU FOR STICKING TO THE END AND THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT, I LOVE YOU ALL FOR THAT.

"I knew you'd come to appreciate my offer." Amellia smiled.She's utterly proud of black mailing us. She sound more sure of herself now. My wife Dahlia just smiled knowing. "Actually, we wanted to say, we know you don't really want to do it this way. You don't want to force someone. You want a threesome but it needs to be with willing people." I said "Yes of course it's preferred. I would rather you both be willing that way it's more intimate." She replies. "But we're not." I said sternly.

I'm so glad to see you again, dear reader... Today, I'm sharing a few stories from my more inactive friends. Well, maybe we're all just too busy these days to visit each other so I won't complain. They are a bit light, not as scary. But then again, I may be wrong... This time, there are three stories all in all! What a treat! I hope you enjoy them! And remember, not all of the stories I tell you are true.

As I signed the divorce papers for the third time, I moved through the familiar steps with practiced ease. I could have done it in my sleep, having been through the drill three times already. Henry Johnson clutched the divorce certificate, his eyes darting to his watch, his brow creased with impatience. "Go on ahead, I'll catch a cab back," I offered before he could say a word. A flicker of surprise crossed Henry's face, but it was quickly replaced by a look of regret as he spoke, "Sorry, Melanie just landed, I..."

Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story) Book 2: My Bride is Not a Human (Cade & Andrella’s Story) Book 3: Her Chosen Mate (Rebecca & Oliver’s Story) * In case of any queries regarding any story, please reach out to my inbox. Thank you again.

Because the word was starting to fit too easily. The leader smiled faintly. “There were three.” Rhydan went still. Draven didn’t react outwardly. But I saw it. A shift. A recognition forming. Three. My breath caught. “…three what?” The creature’s eyes locked onto mine. “Three anchors.” The bond inside me pulsed again. Harder this time. I winced. Not from pain— from pressure. Like something pressing outward. Waiting. The leader’s voice softened slightly. “You were never meant to carry it alone.”

“What?” I laughed bitterly, my voice shaking. “You can’t be serious… that has to be a joke, right?” The Seer didn’t blink. Her lips curved slightly, as if my reaction was expected. “Karek Pack is ruled by three Alphas?” I repeated, my throat tightening. “How is that even possible? And how...how do I belong to all three?” My heart pounded so loudly I could hear it. Then suddenly, it hit me, the three marks she’d placed on me earlier.