Novel & Cerita A Trilogy

The silence lasted four seconds. "Explain," Lucian said. "I already told you everything." "You told us three words. Try again." I pressed my back against the seat. Zane sat too close on my left, close enough that his shoulder pressed against mine. His eyes kept dropping to my stomach like he was trying to do math he could not solve. "My IUD failed," I said. "My doctor confirmed it last week. Triplets. All viable. Twelve weeks." Nobody spoke. Say something, I thought. Fight each other. Accuse me. Do something I can predict.

"The rarest gift the old mythology acknowledged. A Luna whose soul was large enough to hold two bonds simultaneously without either being diminished by the other." Myla was quiet. "In the old packs," the elder continued, "when a dual bond Luna was found, it was not seen as a complication. It was seen as a completion. Two alphas whose combined strength and the Luna who held them together created something the wolf world called a triad bond. Not a love triangle. Not a choice between two. A third thing entirely. Something that could not exist without all three parts." She felt it land in her chest with the particular weight of things that rearrange understanding.

“I can’t believe it! Are you sure?” “Yes, I am completely sure of this. There is just too much of a coincidence that three different storm systems are happening in all three worlds. And the fact that Lucas himself was working on such a weather machine to use as a weapon. It all makes sense.” I said pacing back and forth as I was talking. “If there is anything I can do, please feel free to ask.”

“Both of you. Say it.” Rowan’s jaw clenched. Then, slowly, painfully, he exhaled. “Fine.” His voice was raw. “I feel it. With you. With him.” His gaze flicked to Lucien, bitter but honest. “I hate it. But it’s there.” Lucien’s smile returned, softer this time, almost reverent. “I’ve felt it since the cathedral. Fire. Ice. And the witch between.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “It’s the rarest bond of all—triadic. Forbidden because it cannot be broken.”

Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω SCENE IN THE CLAN The clan was filled with guards and maids emerging to greet the Triple Three A.K.A The Trios who had just returned from their mission. They consistently succeeded in every mission, and there were three of them. They referred to themselves as the triple three. Their names were Anna, Riley, and Jordan. Anna continued to leap with joy at being back in her homebase. “Hey freaking peeps, what's uuupp”She yelled as she twirled in her multi-coloured boots.

"Triangle or triad could refer to my siblings and me because we're triplets or it could refer to the three different types of ulami shape-shifters." "And for the matching line, I think 'pure scale' means a perfect triad or government," said Zander. "Also," said Ruthie, her voice full of excitement, "the phrase 'new triangle' might mean that it would be a kind of triad that has never existed before." "Makes sense," said Luke just as our pizza arrived. Isaac's stomach growled loudly. We laughed as we all dug in.

I rolled my eyes, "I did see you like that for how many times now, yes. But may I just remind you that Zhanaia and Gin will fly to Asia today for their honeymoon? We were at the hotel where Zhanaia, my best friend, and her husband's wedding reception was held. They were already married now, finally, after years of hardships for their relationship, it was still them in the end. Thinking that I suddenly wondered if my story would be like Zhanaia's. Even after all the years they spent facing trials in their relationship, they still ended up together. I wonder if it would be the same for me and Tyler, my boyfriend, or something would happen because of my affair with Francis.

The guardian’s eyes glowed brighter. SOUL. POWER. DESTINY. The chamber shook. Ash flinched as another crack on his arm sealed shut. Arthur’s grip tightened until it almost hurt. The guardian lowered its head. YOU THREE NOW STAND AS ONE. A TRIAD. THE FIRST IN A THOUSAND YEARS. My heart stopped. Arthur whispered, “A… triad?” Ash closed his eyes, voice trembling. “A three-fold bond. One heart shared between three people. One power source. One fate. If one of us falls—”

The power was always meant to be held by three. Three anchors. Three elements. Three forces stabilizing one another. Aria’s breath catches as she senses it too. “Ares…” she whispers. “He completes the circle.” He grips our hands harder, gold burning along his arms, jaw locked like he’s ready to fight a god hand-to-hand. But even he feels it. The shift. The click. The alignment. “Oh, goddess,” I breathe. “We’re the triad.” The goddess screams. “No........ no........no you were not meant to see this!”

“Is that the message Mom wanted me to know???” She chuckled. “No sweetheart, that is something I had to tell you, and I want you to know how important The Three are. You are one of them”. “The Three. Are we talking about…???” “No, we are not talking about the First Dragon and his siblings. We are talking about The Three, the balance that will protect the world. A dragon, a wolf, and a Tribrid. You are the said Tribrid.”