Blackened Triple Tail Novels & Stories

The air in the building instantly grew heavy, thick with a suffocating, murderous aura that made it hard to breathe. The triplets had arrived. They didn't come in their human forms. Three massive, terrifying wolves crashed through the glass ceiling, down into the center of the mall. Alaric’s huge midnight-black wolf landed first, his jaws snapping shut around the neck of a cloaked hunter before the man could even scream. A horrific crunch echoed through the wide space as he tore the man's throat completely out.

She was always busy, and I was always with the triplets but we finally had a whole day to ourselves and I couldn’t be more than glad. I went down for breakfast, and the triplets were already seated. From the look of their clothes, it was so obvious they just finished training, and their abs couldn’t be more sexier with the sweat dripping on it. God damn they could have At Least worn a tank top than coming to the dining table with only their joggers. “You can take a picture and you wouldn’t need to stare too much.” Riven said with a smirk on his face, I realized I had been staring at their body. I blushed in embarrassment and sat down.

Their pack was one of the largest and most powerful in North America. The business articles painted them as ruthless entrepreneurs. Blackwood Industries had holdings in real estate, technology, private security, and entertainment. They were billionaires several times over, though exact numbers were hard to pin down. But it was the other articles...the ones in supernatural gossip blogs and whispered forum posts that made Eve's stomach clench. "The Blackwood triplets don't date. They share." "Girl from my pack spent one night with them. Came back covered in marks and wouldn't talk about it for weeks."

Because the last I shifted in public was when my parents were alive. ALEXANDER'S POV I am anxious to reach the Scarlet Rose Pack. I and My brothers are going around the world to find our mate. Yes, mate as in singular. We 3 share a mate and Title. It is shocking to many people but since we are triplets we are used to sharing everything like same room, title, friends, and mate. We are merely 2 hours away from the pack and my wolf ALEC is jumping around giving me a headache. XAVIER'S POV

a stern voice roared near the western gates. A line of heavy armored trucks, all bearing the obsidian crest of the Blackmoor pack, tore through the iron gates. A dozen high-ranking warriors jumped out, shifting halfway into their beast forms to push back the trembling lower-ranking wolves. Kairo Vale leaped from the lead vehicle, holding the door open with total submission. Gali Blackmoor stepped into the pale light. His heavy leather boots crushed the loose gravel, and his thick winter furs draped over broad, scarred shoulders that leaked pure, terrifying dominance.

Her hair was as dark as the night sky and her deep black eyes with crimson red eye shadow gave her a witch-like look. Her lips weren't full but neither were they small. They were somewhere in the middle and it was painted in a deep blood red color. She was putting on a black dress that hugged her body at the bust and waist and a red corset that made it even tighter. I would have recognized her if she were ex beta Ray's mate but she wasn't the one. I didn't know the woman I saw before me. A wide happy looking smile was plastered on her face in contrast to her Gothic appearance. Everything about her gave off a Gothic vibe, even down to her long black nails.

She warned him to try to push him with her hands but no answer! Icardi gulped as he watched them, turning to the guard next to him and shouting, "The Alpha Beta Club is turning!" Black raised his head and Rene held her breath involuntarily when she saw his bloody eyes looking at her human and not friendly at all. we are back "Black" whispered in a trembling voice and her pulse slowed with great fear to try to pull herself out from under him, but she screamed curled up around her body when he roared wildly, warning her not to move.

The specific stillness that meant something had gone badly wrong and he was calculating the exact dimensions of it. "Lucian," Gavin said. Lucian turned the screen around. It was a text message. Sent to what I assumed was a private number because Lucian's expression said it should have been impossible to reach. The sender ID was blank, a string of zeros where a contact should have been. Three lines. I read them once and then read them again because my brain refused to process them on the first pass. THE PRESS WAS JUST THE APPETIZER. CONGRATULATIONS ON THE TRIPLETS.