Blackened Triple Tail Novels & Stories

Everything is like a giant black T.b.c

He was dressed in a tailored, charcoal three-piece suit, a stark contrast to Wyvern’s reckless leather and Dragon’s half-naked dominance. He had sharp, aristocratic features, his dark hair neatly swept back, and wire-rimmed glasses resting perfectly on the bridge of his nose. I knew him! It was him! The second of the triplets! Gregor Blackblood. He slowly closed the ledger and removed his glasses, setting them neatly on the desk. His eyes were a chilling, icy blue, devoid of the feral madness of his father or the wild chaos of his brother. They were entirely analytical. Cold. Piercing.

Why the fuck did I even come here? The other twin comes before me, roughly blocking my sight. He shares the same hazel eyes with the twins except his has life in it. His jet black hair is left to run down his neck, hanging above his shoulders with brows that are surprisingly thicker than mine. The mark on his neck is more visible now that he's put off his leather jacket, and oh boy, no wild animal can cause such a mark. "Bro, what the fuck did you fight with? A beast?" That came out before I can control it, causing him to chuckle.

I deadpanned. She just bounced around and gave me a big grin. Blakely was super gorgeous. She was the eldest triplet of Uncle Dante and Aunt Ziyah, Alpha and Luna of the Shadow Falls pack. She was a wolf/Fae hybrid and really fucking powerful on both accounts. Plus, she excelled in combat magic.

Standing on the wolf's side is a large black panther; on the other is an enormous white tiger. “Let me introduce you, gentlemen, to Bliz, Nightshade, and Onyx. They are the ones you have to get past to life.” Byanca growls. “They love a good chase and they haven’t had fun in a while now.” Breayna sighs.

I pointed to two empty seats at the end of the table. River and Drake walked beside their brother, and commanded two members to move so they could sit together. I chuckled to myself, watching the three triplets next to each other. One soul split in three to make them three times more desirable. "Becky, tell us your plans." I peeled my eyes off the brothers and focused on the mission. I didn't know what would come of Dietus, but right now, Jackson and his mate's pack were the threat we needed to eliminate.

I answered. “Now, go to the parking behind the apartment nearest to the Han River. Get inside my car. I can automatically open it for you. Just inform me when you get there. Enter on the driver’s side. Then get the clothes under the backseat. Change there. Then call me again. Understand?” Black Dragon explained to me. Even though I hate being commanded, I have to obey him. I knew I already failed on this mission. “Got it.” I cautiously said. “Oh, and remember, keep your eyes open to men having a tattoo on their right back hand. Two swords forming an X.” he finished and I remembered the balloons’ design.

I wouldn't mind turning this territory into our second life-and-death battleground, rehashing the bloody history that caused our parents' inherited pack to be split in two. But before Felix had a chance to rip Felion's throat out or dig his claws deeply into his shoulder, the real opponent revealed himself. "Well, well, what do I owe you for this pleasure of facing the damned twin Alpha from the other end of the continent?" Ryan Grayson stood proudly. "Grayson." Felix growled the bastard's name under his breath. I told my team to get ready via mind-link. "Tell me where the girls are!" Felion barked. Between the anger of my twin finding out about my triplets, deep in my mind, I concluded that

Because I chose to believe lies over the woman who stood in front of me begging to be heard. My jaw tightened. The memory returned without warning. Celeste standing there. Her eyes filled with tears. Her voice shaking as she tried to explain herself. And me— Cold. Unforgiving. Blind. “I, Kharl Blackthorn, Alpha of Blood Moon Pack, banish you.” The words echoed in my mind like a curse. At the time, I thought I was protecting my pack. I thought I was doing what an Alpha was supposed to do. But now—

Observing every loop and holes to get the real intent behind her question. "Hmmm... Wonderful...!!!" He said. "Do you mean... that... it's going to be just the last time we're going to be together...?" Somira asked, looking so downcasted. Attending to them, a bar attendant came over to meet them with his oval-shaped tray, and on it were the glasses of drinks which the couple seated behind them ordered for. This time, it was a male personnel. He was looking so handsome and dashing in his sky blue coloured shirt, and a pair of black trousers... well tucked in... with his designers' belt neatly placed in packaging. His hair was obviously black, with a little at one end, tinted in yellowish gold