Four And Tris Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I mean, you don’t have to leave, this is your territory. I can go.” Taylor turned and eyed Tris. “Why don’t we just walk back together, it’s not that far now anyway?” “Sure.” Tris nodded. “Yeah, let’s do that.” Why the hell was she stumbling over her words. She felt like a teenage fool. “You said you dropped off kids at Sam’s?” Taylor asked, the tension between them was unusual and she wanted to fill the space between them with something. “You do mean the Alpha?” “Yes, I was running with Addi and Dylan,” Tris said. “I’m sort of a running buddy for Addi. She’s going through some stuff, but she’ll be okay.”

Thomas' PoV ********************** A foursome is the best thing ever invented. Especially with Marcus, Nathan, and Cole. I can't wait to be fucked beside one of my closest friends. I'm in the subs room at the moment with Cole getting prepped. We don't know what Nathan and Marcus have planned but I know it'll be hot and exciting. "You know, I actually like doing enemas. I feel so clean," I say as we leave the shower stall. Cole looks at me like I've grown a second head and frowns.

*Trisha* I use my free hand to lock the door as Alessandro carries me into his room. I don’t feel as nervous as I did with Damon or even Braden, maybe because I’m starting to get used to making love to my mates. And I really like it. I guess two times doesn’t make me an expert, but it gives me enough experience to know that all my mates care about me and want to make me feel good. Damon and Braden were both so wonderful, and I know Alessandro will be too.

He clearly didn’t think I would spill everything to my father. I spun to face him, rage filling me up. “No. I’m sick of pretending. I’m sick of playing house in a marriage built on nothing but lies. He doesnt love me. I turned to face him. “You don't love me, Aiden. Let us end this fake marriage now. I wish you and Athena the best.” Aiden looked stunned. Maybe he didn't expect me to actually have limits. “I never—” “You never what?” I cut him off, my voice shaking. “I’m not your true mate, Klaus. We’ve been pretending we were in a loving relationship in front of my dad, but I’m tired now. So let’s just stop this pathetic act.”

Tristan announced as he left the cabin. He had three beers and a bottle of sparkling water for Cassie. I nodded my head while standing up. Tristan gave everyone their drinks and then sat in my seat. I knew he did that on purpose, so I went over to him and sat on his lap. He had his hand wrapped around his beer bottle on the table and his other hand slid around my waist then rested on my thigh. He gave it a cute little involuntary squeeze now and again. It felt so right sitting there with him and my best friends. This is what our life should have been like. This is exactly what I had envisioned for the four of us. Instead, we had a war coming. I had multiple men that loved me, and I loved the

"Maisie was too sweet. WildRose was too intense. MidnightConfidant was too rational. They were all versions of you shaped around whatever I wanted at the time." He lifted his head and looked at me intently. "But the person I love is Serena Hayes, the real Serena who gets pissed off, cries, and tells me I'm a piece of trash. That said, I'm breaking up with all of them." I froze. "What?" Tristan's fingers moved across the screen. "Goodbye, Maisie." He deleted the account. "Goodbye, WildRose." Another account was deleted. "Goodbye, ChaosPixie."

Forty Nine Erik POV Frustration was a cold knot in my chest. Trisha was avoiding me, flinching away from my touch like I was a stranger. I hadn’t done anything, not really. I knew the supernatural world was a tidal wave for her, but I thought… I thought she would seek solace in me. That was my first mistake. My second was underestimating the situation. Her arousal was a physical presence in the school, a thick, cloying perfume that had even my ancient control straining at its chains. But woven into that intoxicating scent was something else. Something that sent a spike of pure ice through my dead heart.

"Please, repeat that line again." "I've got four guys that like me," Trisha replied. Rachel whistled long and slow. "No wonder you want a break from the game then. With a scratched character it makes even more sense. I'm going to hate having you gone, but just wow. Is one of them your game husband?" Trisha took a deep breath. This was the part that would really blow her mind. "I'm also married."

I glanced at him, his forehead furrowed. He turned to Theron. “She’s not a virgin anymore…” A ghost of a smile formed on Theron’s lips. Thander took a deep breath. “Fuck !! You took her already!” “Why did you do that, Theron? I thought we had an agreement about this ?!” Wait… What agreement is Thander saying ?! Theron and I met eye to eye. Theron shrugged. “Don’t blame me, she’s irresistible.” * I yawned and stretched out on the bed. I don’t know why it seems to be crowded here. As far as I remember, the bed was big, enough for three people.

Third Person's POV Fred shot him an even more annoying grin. "Between Samantha and Algernon, your mating bond is about to snap, and the two families are at each other's throats. What are you waiting for? Just move in with Samantha and play happy family already." Cassian's expression was terrifyingly dark. The Alpha aura in the car dropped like a steel blade against the skin, making the air thick and heavy. "I won't let anyone decide my relationship with Trista for me."