Bad Time Trio Novels & Stories

POV: Heather There they are… The evil Trio… And their slutty, bitter and malicious mates! The three demons that have sworn to never let me live a quiet and peaceful life as long as I remain in this pack. I call them the evil trio because they are always seen together and they specialize in hurting innocent people, making us feel less of ourselves. They are the guys that will rule this pack some day, I’m talking about the future Alpha, Beta and Gamma and their chosen mates. They are the worst bullies you will ever come across, and I happen to be one of those innocent victims that always fall prey to these bullies.

He had tried many times but never had the chance because the container truck in front of him was driving at such an unstable speed that it was hard to calculate on this road full of twists and ravines. "Brother, how is this? If they find us, I will be severely punished for trying to run away," said Samara almost whining. Her eyes wet with tears, making Shawn even more aggressive to take steps in driving. And it had to be because of this time the car behind hit them, the car would automatically push their car into the container truck in front. They could be squashed in the middle of the container truck and the car behind.

“These aren’t just scientists. This project’s under contract with the Department of Defense. Black budget. Classified.” Her stomach dropped. “So if we’re caught—” “They’ll make sure no one even remembers we existed.” Sienna backed away, clutching Jax’s cut tighter against her chest. “Then we move now.” Cole nodded. “Sublevel three. That’s where the live subjects are housed.” They started down the stairwell, every sound amplified by tension — the creak of metal, the echo of their boots, the steady buzz of fluorescent lights. Halfway down, the emergency lights snapped red.

"The Tribrid end is near" "What are you insinuating,Arthur?. It seems that lady worked her ways into your head." Vincent grimaced but Arthur wriggled his head. "We've been at different wars this past 100 years and Nick has been at more before we even existed. Dahlia,The Trios!...these two are no small Feat!. They are a group of ancient Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, Hybrids who have all been trampled upon by Nick. They want revenge,they want to end him at all cost not minding the dangers they cause to others. Greece died,my parents died and many more when the Trios attacked!. What if Dahlia and the Trios attack at the same time?..." Arthur exhaled again while he gestured. "Who knows who will

Alpha Roman obviously caught the misdemeanour and could have killed him for stealing 2 million from him but due to his great talent and stupid bravery, he kept him alive and trained him in other areas. Then you have Theo & Chiyo. The fraternal twins. They're quite loaded plus, these siblings pack power. They almost beat up more than ten people that invaded their school and who challenged them to a fight. It sounds insane but it's all true according to Seo-In. The siblings always loved a fight, however, they got carried away and had a teen hospitalized for five months. They came in connection with the Alpha after one of their talent scouts spotted them beating up a thug that ran with a Chiyo'

"And what is the price of that foundation, Soren? Nothing in this world comes without a tab." A small, grim shadow passed over Soren’s face. He looked down at the white chalk lines between our feet. "The price is historic vulnerability. The Blackthorn archives are thorough, but my elders hid the true record of the year 1247. They told the coven that the first tribrid failed because her magic was too wild. It was a lie."

“There are only three known triadic bondings recorded in supernatural history. And all of them ended in war. Or coronation.” I stared at him. “What are you saying?” “I’m saying,” he growled, “this isn’t a bond of mates. It’s a trinity. Power, heart, and soul.” “And when one is threatened…” Xanden added, voice tight with realization, “the others rise.” I swallowed, trying to process it—but something else was stirring now. A vision. A memory that wasn’t mine—but maybe belonged to the sea. Or to blood. I saw a throne carved of coral and bone.

He told me about my brothers' collapse and remorse during the twenty-one years I was gone. Daniel had fallen into depression, ending up in the emergency room dozens of times due to alcohol poisoning. William had become disoriented, his hair turning white overnight. Matthew had participated in numerous medical experiments and research projects at the university, drowning himself in work. The consecutive all-nighters and overwork had caused his health to deteriorate. Sarah had been driven out of the Matthews home. Used to a life of luxury, she refused to return to the impoverished countryside. She eventually fell in with a bad crowd, got into a terrible motorcycle accident while joyriding.

People seemed to equate lack of money with lack of human feeling. If you're poor you were to be treated like trash. Gary Willoughby was the worse sort of asshole when it came to that offense. I don't think he even knew what me or anyone else in my family looked like for that matter and my mother and father had worked for him for years before dad died.

An hour later, I pulled over to my driveway and went straight to bed but I couldn’t sleep that night, trying to come up with a way to save Alicia. All the good memories came back and played over and over again that night—the memories that I was fighting so had to destroy but kept on failing. The good memories then disappeared, allowing that one bad memory that I had of Alicia to keep on playing. The only memory that always clouded the good memories that I had created with her, that one bad memory that made me hate her so much. The thought of the betrayal that I got from her made me so pissed and felt like whatever that she was going through was what she deserved for deceiving me. I had zero