Bad Time Trio Novels & Stories

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

“Oh, my, isn't that the new transfer student in Year one? Bro's having a lot of fun with the Triple A step sister. Heh, maybe the triple A aren't so terrifying after all since they allow him to get so close with her,’’ A student's voice rang from the stairs under us, and I looked away from the window before looking back at it again. “Triple A my ass. Didn't you hear the news, too, or are you living under a bridge? Everyone believes the poster's threats are real and that somehow he has evidence against the triple A,’’ Another replied. “I heard one of the Triple A is a member of a gang, ugh, so terrifying,” A third voice came in. “Where did you get that from?” The first asked. “The poster uplo

I remembered when I had training with Aron when it was my witch part that was present, in the middle of the training he decided to switch to a duel, he was not merciful at all Aron attacked me on all sides when he was really close to my face he raised his claws and was about to swipe at my neck when my hands transformed to claws at the last minute and I was able to block his attack, but it immediately retracted back. After that it has happened three more time also during intense fights. “ so it’s my turn to talk now huh” I said towards Chase sheepishly. “ yeah, I want to also know what’s going on in your life. I’m your best friend” “ I know and I’m sorry for keeping you in the dark. It’s not

Alvin stammered in disbelief as sweat beaded on his forehead. "Fuck! They're The Demonic Trio…" Cassandra and Jason muttered fearfully. The Demonic Trio were notorious for their crimes and were the most feared criminals in the northwest region. These three brothers had murdered hundreds of people and were the epitome of a criminal! They were so terrifying that they could scare off stray dogs with just a glare and Cassandra, Jason, and Alvin were also shocked into silence at this revelation. "It's doomed. The Demonic Trio are the worst of the worst criminals," Cassandra mumbled worriedly.

Gianna and Valentina lean closer in perfect unison, their eyes wide. “What could possibly be crazier than living with three hot triplet step brothers??” Valentina asks. I bite my lip. “Okay, you remember the night before I moved? The night at the club? The handsome stranger I kissed?” I ask. Gianna gasps. “No. No way! Don't tell me…” “It's one of them” I close my eyes and groan. “It's one of the triplets.” The screen explodes in chaos. Gianna lets out a scream that's half shock, half excitement.

Draven looked up at her, his jaw set tight. "It’s the triplets," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "They just snuck out of the estate... and they took a private helicopter to follow us here." He looked at the beautiful, romantic villa, then back at her, a mix of frustration and amusement crossing his face. "It seems, Mrs. Blackwood," he sighed, though his eyes were filled with pride, "that our children have decided our honeymoon is far too boring without them. And they are landing in ten minutes."

"Who am I serving?" The door of the middle SUV opened. A guy stepped out, looking like he had just walked off a runway in Paris, except for the fact that his eyes were glowing a dangerous, predatory gold. He looked at me, and then he looked at the other two cars. Two more guys stepped out. They were identical. Sharp jawlines, messy black hair, and that same terrifying, beautiful face. The Triplet Heirs. The Blackwood brothers. Lucius, Silas, and Jax. They were the future of the werewolf world, and they were famous for being the most ruthless, arrogant, and cruel men alive.

Before she could catch her breath, Tiana lunged at her and strangled her neck. "You damned old hag!" she shrieked. "How dare you put the house up as collateral? This house was supposed to be my son's!" I floated midair, watching their chaos unfurl like a spectator at play. In fact, I had already discovered Dorothy's gambling habit three years ago. But before I could tell Andrew, he dragged me off to the countryside. Now, it all made sense. Three years ago, Dorothy had lied that she saw Stella push Tiana down the stairs because she'd been afraid that I'd expose her gambling addiction. She acted first, using the lie to drive me and Stella away.