Book Three Woman Novels & Stories

Did the three of them want me? Realization dawned on me that the woman from earlier was their girlfriend and I could not compare to that at all. I felt sick and asked for the bathroom. Getting up I ran for it as tears fell. I was throwing up liquid and crying. I was barely able to eat at home so I filled up on water. That is all I threw up. A big hand rubbed my back as I hunched over the toilet puking and crying. These men don't need a damaged woman, they have a perfect one already. "easy baby we got you"

“And then you get your fill. All of you. One after the other. I want to hear them scream. I want to see them used. Roughly.” A low chorus of growls answered me. Dean licked his lips. “With pleasure.” I followed as they filed into the adjoining room. My massive bed, framed in dark wood, dominated the space. The three women were already there, dressed in simple shifts that did nothing to hide their curves. Aida, fiery-haired and defiant. Lorna, dark-eyed and trembling. Fe, petite but with a fierce set to her jaw. They’d been prepared for this, the order given and accepted. The pulse in their throats beat like rabbit hearts.

Inside, the fire crackled and the wine breathed and three women who'd been enemies and allies and something in between slept in the warmth. It wasn't the end. But it was the end of the beginning. --- End of Chapter 220

And all the while, the tree waited for the signal from the hill. Atop this hill lived three women, and of course these women were witches. “Of course” because what else could they be, as they were three women living together without men’s company—always a suspicious action. Men must have lived there once, though no one could remember their names, for these women were grandmother and mother and daughter. There were always a grandmother and mother and daughter, no matter how much time passed, always three but not always the same three. The daughter never seemed to be a child, though of course she must have been once.

Unfortunately, our mother saw through our plan and with one spell she closed and strengthened all the doors and windows in the house, cutting off any escape route. Fortunately, I finally managed to break through this protection and we got outside, into the garden, and then into the forest, but my mother caught up with us and trapped all three under an energy dome that seemed to be quite weak, so there was a chance to pass it, but only Oliver would probably survive going through. ~~~~~~~~~

I rolled down the car window and stared at her aged face. “Tanya, you can’t make up for certain mistakes. “You can’t provide for Sarah now that you’re broke. I don’t see how, since you lost your business. I’m filing for her custody. And you? “You’re on your own now.” The car window rolled up, and the Maybach sped away. She stood there, sobbing ridiculously. It was winter once again. Snow fell thick and fast, just like the winter when I left home for her three years ago.

Or would their feelings be hurt? She didn't feel like they should because they were just friends with benefits. Still, a sense of foreboding swept across her mind and she exhaled ruefully, walking over to her bed and collapsing on the pile of clothes there. She stared at the ceiling, a shade of rose gold that blended well with the beige walls, and a couple of rose gold accents here and there. The old woman came to mind. Her words replayed in Kyra's head. "Mated to the three brothers.."

We were five women and three men altogether. None of the passengers looked remarkable in any way and that was fine with me. They were probably hustlers travelling to the east with hopes of finding work in the Lycan territory. I wondered what drew everyone there these days. The ride was silent until the woman beside me spoke to me. She was sitting very close to me and her mouth was practically in my ear. I was already dozing but her voice brought me back to reality. “What?” I asked her sleepily. I rubbed my eyes and stifled a yawn.

The table was surrounded by pricey and fancy candles which were enlightening the chamber. "Pl-Please... so-mffhh.” She heard a woman pleading on the bed as the man atop her was ruthlessly f*cking her to the point even the bed was shaking. Megara's heart was thudding in her chest...it would have been normal if it was one woman but...there were at least three women on the bed. One was knocked out, one was currently being tormented and the other was scooted into the corner waiting for her turn.

This one was different. Calmer. Sad. And when she spoke— Her voice broke Emma completely. “I’m the version of you that chose to keep all three children alive.” Emma froze. “What…?” The woman smiled faintly. And whispered: “And I know where the third one is.” Silence fell across the forest. Even the chaos paused. Even Mercer stopped breathing. Emma’s heart stopped. “…Where?” The woman stepped closer. And said the words that shattered everything again. “She never left the lab.”