Final Fantasy 8 Triple Triad Novels & Stories

Before anyone remembered I existed long enough to punish me. “Stupid Aisla,” I muttered under my breath. “Why can’t you do anything right? Why are you always a mess?” Today was supposed to be special—my eighteenth birthday. But like every other day, I was invisible. No one remembered. No one cared. Upstairs, laughter and music drifted through the walls. The Alpha’s sons—the infamous triplets—were returning after two years of warrior training. The whole pack was celebrating. Everyone except me. A sharp sting burned my palm. I glanced down—blood welled up, sliding across my skin. But something was wrong.

Chase POV “Come on, and you can do better”, Aries shouts at me as I try to escape from his blows to my torso. I have been focusing a lot more on my fighting. Losing Arya has made me go completely insane, and here, in the fighting rink, is the only place I can be myself and allow my body to take over my mind. Colt has been focusing on learning more about computers and that crap, and he thinks he will be able to track her down. She barely owned a phone, and she hated technology, almost as much as I do.

I did as instructed and struggled my way to their middle. I sat between Arnold and Alex. I noticed his heated gaze on me and sank deeply into the seat. A chuckle escaped his lips, and he asked the driver to leave. Halfway back home, our phones ding as a new update comes from the post. [ 4 days to the reveal of The Dark Side Of The Triple A]

Only the triad. Only surrender.

She clutched the card to her chest, tears of relief and joy streaming down her cheeks. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you so much, Alpha. I promise I won't let you down again." Alpha nodded solemnly. "I know you won't. We all make mistakes, Vanessa. What matters is how we learn from them." Before we left the pack territory, there was one more thing we needed to do. The triplets had requested to visit their mother's grave one final time before returning home. It seemed fitting, a way to say goodbye properly and find some closure.

4 DEX 3 MEN 3 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL AFK HALF DEAD WEAPON SKELETON DAGGER WOODEN SHIELD BHLEZY BALAYO MANA BONE FRAME LVL 8 MANA 280 STR 4 AGI 4 DEX 4 MEN 140 CHA 7 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL TELEKENESIS (EXPERT) BIND WEAPON FANG OF DARUGA WOODEN SHIELD SUNNY BALAYO ALCOHOL BONE FRAME LVL 8 MANA 180 STR 14 AGI 4 DEX 6 MEN 4 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL CONVERT (ALCOHOL) DRUNKEN STYLE ALCOHOL BURST WEAPON SKELETON DAGGER WOODEN SHIELD DAVID BALAYO TRYNDA/ANNIE BONE FRAME LVL 8 MANA 190 STR 11 AGI 5 DEX 3 MEN 5 CHA 5 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL SPIN OF TRYNDAMERE

But I was a rogue, instead of it, Sebastian who she seemed to not like much told her everything. "What's confusing is why would they want me? Or not want me to mate with Xavier, my mate?" "You're the tribrid's mate?" I nodded. "It makes sense, they don't want anyone to be more powerful than them. A tribrid is not a big problem to them but a rare hybrid and tribrid after mating is all for their end. You both can bring this whole world down because your power will merge and no one can face the two of you." She was sounding dead serious. So it meant it could not be a joke. Who knew the danger was coming nearer as we were discovering one after another thing.

Unholy thoughts were running through my mind… so many dirty dirty ideas. ‘You’ll regret that.’ I sighed. ‘Great, you’re back.’ The Triplets aimed their weapons at Lilith. This was about to get bloody. ‘And dirty.’

She said, and cast her eyes down, shaking her head. I could see her mood swing from one of hope to one that was reflective. She thought deeply. She remained silent for close to a minute before she spoke again. “Grandson,” she bounced back much spiritedly, with warmth in her voice, “romance is like a dice; it always takes two sides to win a fortune but often, it is only one side that gets the attention. The one you love may not love you back. And it is highly unlikely that two people would love each other equally. Like the downside of a dice, a true lover isn’t one that comes with glory to seek your praise. There would be no top side of a dice if the down side decides not to rest.

"The Tribrid shall rise again!,he shalt fulfill the prophecy. Verily,they shalt rise against him,more forces shall be aligned to end him. A war cometh and this forces shalt have the peak of victory in their sight. They shalt defeat the Tribrid on a cold night of betrayal and rejection. But he will rise again by the morning of rest and peace and he will fulfill the prophecy. The Tribrid shalt be the inevitable end of us all!." The Trios all watched awestruck as Lady Beaumont finished her prophecy. There she was convulsing on her wooden sit while the others watched her still shock ridden at the incoherent prophecy their Witch spat out.