Florian Triangle Monster Novels & Stories

By now, I was used to attention, but it still thrilled me in a strange, electric way. Then I saw the triplets. All three. They stood together like shadows of power and perfection, clad in black suits with golden bow ties. My chest tightened. Anger flared immediately, sharp and hot. How did we end up eating the same colour. Ugh. Before I could stew too long, Fenrir approached, looking dashing in a white suit that perfectly contrasted the triplets’ darkness. “You both look amazing,” he said. He offered his hand. Elera nodded eagerly. “Go ahead, Calla,” she whispered.

he said firmly, gripping the hem of his shorts which revealed his thigh. I let my eyes drag all over him, “No need to worry, bunny. I don't taste the same person twice,” “Neither do I want to!” Florian said, his voice raising a little. “And I am not a bunny, I am a wolf,”he spat. I couldn't help but chuckle, he is cute. “But you look like one” I tell him, “I am not one,” he argued. “Okay enough of the argument, let get started” I said, “come closer”

"Don't want to give the help the wrong impression." "Is that right?" the older boy says, stepping right up to Cielo, taking a cookie, and shoving it into his mouth whole. He chews, swallows, then grins. "They're good. Mom will like them. I'll take them back to her. Not like Mira's going to eat them." "Just try it," Cielo says. "All right," the older boy says and before I even know what's happening, he takes the tin from Cielo, and with a little shove, knocks Cielo into the pool.

Everyone’s eyes were locked on Florian, filled with surprise and anger! “Florian, so it’s you!” Abbess Mother Serendipity could not hold it anymore as she pointed toward Florian and scolded, “You’re a monster!” Abbess Mother Serendipity’s body shook as she exclaimed, “He must not be forgiven!” Abbess Mother Serendipity wanted to kill Florian. However, she had completely used up her internal energy while fighting against the New World Army and was unable to do so. “You’re a monster for raping and killing your brother’s wife!”

- Are you okay Flora? - No. - Why? You can share your uncomfort with me. - I am afraid of the only person I can trust. - Why is that? - Every sign tells that he is a monster. - What do you know about that monster? - That he used to be a good man. He is deeply hurt. We share the same pain, and the same enemy. - You know something else about that monster, Flora. - That I can tame him.

He looked at me, and for the first time, there was no mockery in his eyes, only a terrifying, possessive darkness that sent shivers down my spine and had my pussy throbbing uncontrollably. "Little flower," Enzo said, his voice like grinding stones. "I think it's about time you left, the both of you.” "But…." I started my heart racing. “I can't. We just …” "Except you like the sight of blood, leave now," Rowan added, his hand dropping to the pocket of his jacket. “Both of you. Now. You wouldn't like it if we repeated ourselves.”

“He sent a man and he hurt us.” Troy stumbled to his cot and landed ass first on the flimsy bed. The steel frame groaned and buckled under his weight. “What did the man do?” “He hurt us,” Monster said again. “Who is us?” “Me and Vortigen.” “Who is Vortigen?” “My wolf.” “Troy said your wolf doesn’t have a name.” Monster’s eyes twinkled mischievously and he held a finger to his lips. “He doesn’t know. It’s our secret. Troy hates us.”

he croaks, his head lowered. "Warned me about what?" "I'm not just a werewolf, dove. I'm worse. Much worse. There are many monsters in my world, you see? But among all of them, I am the monster they all fear." My stomach churns as my fear grows. He's unfolding another layer of himself, and I'm not sure if I'm ready for it. "W-what do you mean?" "I'm a tribrid. Three creatures exist inside of me. But at the same time, they're unified. I am a werewolf, a vampire, and a—"

Floria continued her incantation. “DAMN YOU. I WON'T LET IT GO!!” WHOOSHH Santana threw his scythe at Flo, but unfortunately he missed even though it almost hit the magical girl's left cheek. "I, Floria Fresilca, release you..." Flo finished her chant with a closing incantation. “Nalastormu!!” WHOOSH WHOOSH Flo swung her hand towards Santana. The water bubbles magically spun around and then transformed into sharp needles and shot quickly towards the man.

He had a dashing smirk, the kind that made girls around him melt, and a cocky stride to match. Behind him followed a small group of boys and girls, all equally striking, but it was clear who the centre of attention was. “That’s Ronan,” Lisa whispered dreamily, nudging me. “Hottie No. 3 of Ironfang. The youngest of the Triplet gang.” I didn’t even know what that meant, and honestly, I didn’t care. Yeah, he was good-looking, but was it really necessary for everyone to be so dramatic about it? I rolled my eyes internally, preparing to move on, when his scent hit me.