Bisexual Triangle Novels & Stories

Author's POV Ava stayed in the pack. She didn’t leave again. She didn’t know why, but she felt that since the triplets had found her already, there was no reason for her to leave the pack and change schools too. She went to school from there every day. The triplets also stayed in the pack. They went to her university too. But they didn’t talk to her. She didn’t talk to them either. It was okay, they kept it this way.

I'm supposed to take the three of them! My heart yearns for Emanuel yet it also aches for my mates. Whatever I feel about Emanuel has been overshadowed by what I feel for the three identical men seated out there in my living room. I've known the Blue moon Triplets' to be such an arrogant lot but right now, they've portrayed a different picture, a picture of responsible, loving, protective and caring young men and deep down, I've started falling for them. I'm just glad that I shoved my wolf to the back of my head and shut her out because right now she'd be all over the place dictating my heart and obviously forcing me on the triplets.

"But I cannot imagine a world without you. You are the disease and the antidote. The cage and the key. You are my scars." I place one hand on Sasha's cheek, one hand on Niko's. "And I believe I am yours." In their eyes, I see the same conflict, the same love-hate, the same terrifying and saving dependency. We are a triangle with sharp edges, wounding each other, yet impossible to separate without tearing everything apart. The new pact is not written on velvet or sealed with money. It is carved raw into our flesh and our souls. We are three disfigured beings, and our deformities fit together to create a new shape, monstrous perhaps, but perfectly, terribly unique.

he said looking over his shoulder as Genesis stood behind them with a bored look on his face. “What’s it like, Rosalie?” He asked looking over Giovanni’s shoulder at Rosalie, who frowned, “What are you talking about?” She asked as he smirked, “A threesome, I always wanted to experience one, you seemed to be living my dream,” he said, Rosalie frowning in disgust while the other boys laughed.

I already knew that she had treated me like her birth daughter and wanted the best for me, she was also my mum's friend and wanted me to fulfill all the fantasies my dead mum had for me. Lucas is a fine young man, he had dark wavy hair and blue eyes, his shoulders were broad and as a result of countless hours in the gym, he was two years older than me and was already in his second year at NYU. A lot of people think we are dating because of how close we were, but there has never been anything of that sort. Lucas is a real gentleman, who advocates for the rights of women and the girl child, he volunteered in homes for the elderly, gave to charity, and was on his way to starting a foundation of

, I raised my voice, not wanting to admit what I just understood. “I mean exactly what I said. EACH OF US!!”, we are a Tribrid. “Yes, but we are a mix of werewolf, Lycan and a witch. Should not mate rules apply to us too – as they are the same technically for all three species????”, I asked, genuinely confused now. “No, we are special!!!!”, Aisha now joined the conversation, giggling away. “What does that mean??? We have 3 MATES??? Is that what you are saying?????” I have just started coming around to the possibility of having a mate and now I will have 3???? WHAT????!!!!

This is not the first time you three have been born as a triad. ‘What you’re telling me doesn’t make any fucking sense, Talon?! This is bullshit and you know it! I feel nothing but contempt for this fucker! Why haven’t you said anything until now, if us being a triad is so important? It’s crazy how a day ago Xeraphina and I had didn’t know Vaegon. Now you are telling me we are all fated mates and shit! His scent doesn’t even resonate with me like a fated-mate’s scent would. I wouldn’t have known anything if he hadn’t just now tried to choke me to death!’

“Is that so?” “You know it,” she nudged him with her hip. “And the other three?” “I met them in high school,” Aislen refrained from referring to them as the Triquetra or werewolves – there were too many ears to overhear. “They bullied the hell out of me. At the time I didn’t understand, but they were… scared. Just desperate and scared little boys trying to work things out. Havermouth and their families… Well, back then, bisexual polycules weren’t exactly a thing in country towns.”

Jackson raised his eyebrows, while Liam blinked in surprise, the corner of his mouth twitching between irritation and amusement. “Indulging in therapy now? Is that what we’re doing?” Liam asked, his voice teasing, but not cruel. “No,” Janet replied firmly. She sat straighter, her tone slipping into something sharper, wiser. “I’m saying people always reduce it to sex. Like it’s only about who you can drag into bed. But bisexuality is about affection, about attraction, about connection that doesn’t stop at lines people draw. It’s seeing someone, man, woman, or beyond—and wanting them not just for their body, but for the chaos and beauty they carry.”

"The prophecy never specified just two people. It speaks of balanced power – Alpha might and healing gift united, but never limited to a single pair." The revelation feels right, resonating through the newly forming bond between the three of us. I can feel both Alexander and Kieran's surprise, followed by dawning comprehension. "A triangle is inherently more stable than a line," Alexander says, echoing words he once spoke during our journey. "Three points create true balance." Kieran's eyes widen. "That's what Karina meant about acknowledging connections beyond traditional expectations." The silver web between us pulses brighter with each new understanding, growing stronger as we collectivel