Florian Triangle Monsters Novels & Stories

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

he says. We hurry to the chopper and once we're inside, Nicholas straps me in, then secures his own belt as it takes off. We slip on the headphones and look down at Lourdes and Father Emiliano, who grow smaller and smaller the farther we get. I see how far up on the cliffs we are, and the road that was impassable last night is now crawling with a procession of SUVs. Several of them have flashing lights. "Fucking Sly," Nicholas mutters.

Growling at Brandon, who still has his gun out and pointed at nothing in particular, he is staking his false authority. "I can’t wait to see what you taste like," He says between wolf jaws. Anger makes the letters come out as growls. Brandon ignores him and focuses on me. His beady brown eyes seem so small in his head. Points his gun at me, and he has two fingers placed firmly on the trigger. I’m thinking through a plan, but Caleb has to keep it together long enough so that we don’t get shot. "Talon!" A wolf yells from the darkness between the only two buildings standing just below the Rounder’s exit.

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.

And for the first time since Marcus reappeared in my life… I didn’t feel alone. Dante stepped closer but didn’t touch me. “Winter, listen to me carefully. He thrives on fear. On isolation. On making you think you’re the problem.” I swallowed. “You’re not,” Luca said quietly. “He’ll try to break you,” Kai added. “He’ll try to break us.” “Can he?” I asked. Dante’s gaze turned cold again—but not at me. “No.” A crash from upstairs made me flinch violently. Luca instantly pulled me behind him.

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.

They settle into position beside the gate, statues no more. Atop my northernmost spire, a creature shifts. Kiana, serpent of sky and fire, unfurls from her coiled sleep, wings like shadowed sails slicing the air as she takes off into a slow orbit of the grounds. She roars once, low, commanding and thunderous. In the old bell tower, the bell tolls once on its own. Then stone shatters outward. Flan, the griffin guardian, tears himself from centuries of sleep, stretching wings so wide they block the rising sun. His beak opens. He lets out a cry that echoes across the realm.

"Thanks. You look ravishing," "I know right!" She squealed. "I was chatting with Jiro last night and he told me one of his favorite animated movies is Monster High and his favorite characters are Draculaura, Ghoulia, and Clawdeen… the point is that he loves Draculaura and I do too so I felt the urge to wear one of my altered collections." She said with so much pride, her noise raised. Tristan scoffed with disgust and Starliss sighed as she joined us.

My parents were a part of a Triad that were the only ones that had a single Triad baby that lived. I have two sisters, Emerald age seventeen and Nephrite age sixteen, and one brother, Zircon age twelve. I was the only true Triad child of all three of our parents. “Sapphire. We are not trying to make you do something that you don’t want to do, but if you want to find your mate this is something you will have to do. The High Priestess and Dravo Darkfang will be going with you and Maxia Voltage and a few knights. We do hope that you will go with them and find where you are needed and belong,” Alpha Logan said as Luna Morgan came up to me and embraced me softly.