Four And Tris Fanfiction Novels & Stories

As she spoke, a strange thought crept into my mind. Confusing and gross. So… is this a love triangle? Was she in love with both of them? Were Alpha Theo and Alpha Harlan… sharing her? The idea made my skin crawl. A shudder ran through me. How did that even work? Did the three of them— No. I couldn’t even finish the thought. My face heated with embarrassment and revulsion. How do they do it? How do they have fun together? The images flashed uninvited in my mind.

My heart gave a deadly beat, flying out of my chest, until it dropped low in my stomach. I crouched behind a tree, sweat dripping down my spine as three wolves stalked into the clearing ahead. My eyes widened and goosebumps racked my skin. They were massive, their fur shimmering unnaturally in the fading light. Before I could process what I was seeing, three other figures emerged from the opposite side of the clearing again! I clamp a hand over my mouth. The… the Alpha Trio?! What are they doing here?! The trio didn't hesitate. In one seamless motion, they began to shift, bodies contorting as fur sprouted, bones cracked, and claws extended.

BROOKLYN POV The words hung in the air between us. Viviana stared at me for a long moment, her mouth hanging open. And then she screamed. Her phone flew from her hands, crashing to the floor, the screen shattering on impact. But she did not seem to notice. She was too busy staring at me as if I had grown a second head. "You are... you are mated to the four princes?" she breathed. "The four most powerful, most dangerous, most sought-after men in the supernatural world?"

Our four golden brown paws extend our claws deeper into the ground as we run. I think we know who will be satisfying us tonight My wolf and I evilly gleam with delight. She has always been my favourite toy to play with – however, I have been craving something different lately. I’ve been craving a certain she-wolf. Tris’ POV I sadly step out of the shower, pouting over the fact that I had to leave the heavenly place. I really really love my showers. I get dressed in my nightwear which is one of my father’s shirts that fit me like a dress, a black bra, and undies. Lost in my thoughts, I rub the towel against my wet hair doing a poor job of drying it.

She just rode on everything that Tristan was saying. "Oh, I see... but make sure that you're a real man, Tristan... because I am not expecting the two of you kissing or worse than that," uttered Tricia. "Do we have a deal?" Efron smirked and when he spoke, he sounded similar with Tristan. Beers got into his head as well. "Tricia, are you fucking kidding me? Neither of us is gay, as a matter of fact I do not see myself having sex with anyone, especially with men. If you're going to have threesome with us, then let's do it. However, I want your p*ssy to be mine!"

“Everything I did not want to tell you yet.” My heartbeat stuttered. “Tell me now.” He did look at me then. His eyes were dark and flat like the part of him that usually softened for me was gone. “You are the only one who can trigger a truce or a war.” I laughed because it was easier than taking that seriously. “You are joking.” “I wish I was.” I leaned against the counter; arms crossed. “A truce between who” “You know who” he said. “Derek, Jude, and Caleb’s pack. All of them. You have been walking around thinking this was about you and one guy? It is not and you have tied yourself to these three guys. The problem is they are on opposite sides.”

“There are only three known triadic bondings recorded in supernatural history. And all of them ended in war. Or coronation.” I stared at him. “What are you saying?” “I’m saying,” he growled, “this isn’t a bond of mates. It’s a trinity. Power, heart, and soul.” “And when one is threatened…” Xanden added, voice tight with realization, “the others rise.” I swallowed, trying to process it—but something else was stirring now. A vision. A memory that wasn’t mine—but maybe belonged to the sea. Or to blood. I saw a throne carved of coral and bone.

And all I can say is I like this place better. The Fantasians here are a lot more warmer and kind than those from the Flamis. The irony of life, those with the warmest body are the coldest while the ones with the almost frozen body temperature are the one's with the warmest heart. For the last two weeks, we've been beginning to train for the upcoming war. Hailec and Cool are taking turns in training Sassy and me. Hailec trains my persona while Cool's assigned with my physical strength and we secretly train my Glacia persona as well.

TRAVIS Four years in the same house as her’s , it felt like a dream . I get to see her after waking up every morning and before going to bed every night . Eating breakfast with her . Scolding her and cheering her up seems to have become my hobby . I tease her to death and she gets flustered so easily . Who knows how much power this woman holds on me . In this meantime , I found myself falling harder for her every single day . I know she is beginning to like me . I can sense that she wants to confess . Hell I want her to , but I can’t . I have seen her so fucking miserable just because of me .

"Okay. I'm Justin and I don't like you!" That was not a good start. Had Cassandra told this kids something already? Not like whatever she told them to make him react like this would be a lie, but still... Would she really tell that story to children who were this young? "Well, I like you," I replied and his expression got a little confused for a moment. "How old are you?" "I'm four years old," he slowly replied. Their age fit the time gap perfectly, there was no doubt they were my children.