Bad Touch Trio Hetalia Novels & Stories

“Twenty years ago, we fought a fucking war because one asshole couldn’t accept his mate. “It ended alright because you and Bhakti got Sandra. But that homophobic jackass killed his male mate, slaughtered a group of rouges, and started a civil war—because he couldn’t accept the gift the Goddess gave him. “And now, our girls might make a similar mistake. Maybe not one that causes a war, but one that’ll leave scars on their hearts and minds. I get that Tomas has made mistakes. I get that they’re angry. But they need to accept him. “Especially now—with whatever shit the gods are stirring up and the Riding Hoods still out there—we need to be as strong as we can. Trios give us power. They strength

But the faint smile on his lips gave him away. “Wait—” Valerie grabbed his arm. “That’s too low. They’re Alpha Triplets from a wealthy pack. They can pay more.” My stomach churned. They were bargaining over me like I was cheap merchandise. Disgusting. “One million,” Valerie said firmly. “Plus monthly installments for emotional distress and the shame of having this useless child with three mates.” I choked. I couldn’t speak anymore. Hunter reached into his pocket and pulled out a checkbook. “Two million,” he corrected coldly. “No installments.”

Alpha Antonio is the love of my life but he doesn’t know about it, on that night I clearly wishes for him to be my mate but then, his twin brother came running into my direction claiming me to be his mate. Everything is in chaos. My heart is in between and my mind has never been wired from any situation. I was just a simple girl and I don’t know how to react from everything. Trio mate. A bond between a three person. A rare situation which no one can fully understand, not even me. I thought that is the worst thing that can ever happen to us but then the world sure has its own way to put a joke on us. Trio mate is just the beginning of every challenge in my life. It was just a preview of what

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.

I assured her. Even before the war, I knew there were bad people, even in my pack. And traveling these past months, I’ve seen more than my share of bad people. Shit, the last pack I was visiting… Silvermane was full of bad people. Anyone that would spit in the eye of the Goddess and dismiss the mate bond is a bad person in my mind. And well, their ranked members, especially that Beta who wouldn’t leave my sister alone, gave serious bad creeper vibes. “But I am. Domitilla could die, and while I feel bad for her, part of me feels she deserves this. Worse, I would rather have had it happen to Liar. And don’t get me started on my feelings about her.” She shook her head.

In response to our curious gazes, Sandra replies, “Last night, after Mother stated that this trio was five years old and has been steadily growing into their powers, Bhakti voiced a concern about possible other trios out there. Others that may have the same ill intentions that CCS have.” “CCS?” I give them a half-smirk. “You have a nickname for our big bad trio?” “It’s easier than saying Corinda, Casen, and Severn every single time.” Sandra punctuates her last three words with a clap on her thigh for each word and an eye roll at the end. “What do you mean, other trios?” Devin asks from behind us. All of us jump. Apparently, we were so engrossed in our conversation that we didn’t hear or

"Not anymore." "Not yet," Dante corrected, his hand sliding from the booth to cup the back of her neck, fingers tangling in her hair. The casual dominance should have offended her. Should have sent her running. Instead, it ignited something dark and hungry inside her. "What do you want from me?" she asked, meeting each of their gazes in turn. The triplets exchanged a look—something passed between them, some silent communication that made her feel like prey caught between three apex predators. "Direct," Damien murmured appreciatively, his grip on her thigh tightening. "I like that."

If Yael finds out Angelo’s weakness, then it will be too late for us to stop their plan. I groaned and slapped my forehead when I remembered Helix, Zelix, and Drelix. Damn, I forgot about the Dark Magna Trio. The cold-blooded devils, merciless, Samael’s son and our biggest rival. The war wouldn’t be exciting without them, though. “What’s wrong, Alice?” Val asked. They all looked at me while waiting for me to speak. “We forgot about the Dark Magna Trio.” I said and my sisters snorted. “That son of a bitch! Helix, I will kill you!” Damona uttered and her silvery red eyes blazed like fire. Damona hated Helix for no reason at all. She's always annoyed when she sees him.

Angelina snorted. "I'm guessing, your boyfriend must be inconsiderate, right?" Alex smiled wryly when she said that. "You don't even know him, so don't judge him so carelessly. Don't you realize it's my boyfriend you're mocking?" sneered Angelina. Alex chuckled sarcastically. "I don't need to know him to judge him," Alex said confidently. "Don't be such a big shot. Who the hell are you?" Angelina sneered again. "I'm Alexander Dominik, and everyone says I'm great." Alex boasted. Angelina only replied with a snort.

He cut in, “Trouble, I know. Anything you have to say?” I gulped. “I'm glad you know, but do you know the reason why?” He raised a brow. “Tell me.” “Because they've all found a mate. Adrian, Alex and Arnold, they all share one mate.” “Wow,” he replied. “That's rare, but it's possible for triplets. So tell me who it is. Is it you?” My eyes grew large. I was shocked by his question. “No–” Even though I wished it was. “It's not me, it's someone else, you know.”