Los Tres Hermanos Novels & Stories

I was still in just my thin tank top and panties, but they had been pulled down slightly, exposing the top of my smooth mound. Three men stood at the foot of the bed, watching me. Triplets. Identical in every terrifying way — tall, broad-shouldered, sharp jawlines, dark hair, and piercing ice-blue eyes. They wore expensive black shirts with the sleeves rolled up, revealing powerful forearms covered in tattoos. Mafia ink. Dangerous. The one in the middle stepped closer. His voice was calm, almost gentle, but carried absolute command. “I’m Luca. These are my brothers, Matteo and Nico. You saw us that night. You saw what we do. Now you belong to us.”

"Yara, what's the deal with you and that doctor? They're saying you've been..." I had not even gotten the words out when Lance stormed in, his eyebrows knotted up like pretzels. "Eric, Ron? What are you two doing here?" My heart skipped a beat. If I did not smell trouble then, I would have to check if my brain was still in gear. I summoned the system in a panic, demanding to know how those three were connected. "They're brothers, host," the system chimed in with an oblivious cheeriness. "They're part of a series, remember? You wanted three outstanding CEOs, and they popped right into my mind. Handy, right?"

Sarah said in a coquettish voice, blinking her eyes hopefully. Before Arthur could answer, Jensen immediately spoke up, "Don't go with Arthur, Sarah. My schedule is free this morning, so let me take you to campus in my new sports car." "Hey, that's not fair! You already went with her yesterday, Jensen. It's my turn today to take Sarah!" Redy protested, unwilling to lose, glaring fiercely at his two brothers. The three grown men actually began a small argument, fighting over the right to take their biological sister to campus. Sarah let out a soft laugh, covering her mouth with her hand, looking delighted to be fought over by her three brothers.

She smirked and said, "Interesting topic. My brothers. Firstborn and next line King Leonard Martinez 33 since 1489 but not crowned yet cause his beloved still didn't show up. He is the most dangerous one among us if he gets angry or provoked. He is also so caring and protective when it's come to the family. I never saw him smile wide in all these centuries. He loves me most and always gives me whatever I asked for but never gave me freedom and Independence. Then my second brother Liam Martinez 31 so a sweet guy who knows what to talk at the right time and to person. He can get angry when someone lies to him. He hates that most. He is the one who helped me to achieve my dreams and gave me win

had been nothing but a cruel joke. "You think sending me to prison ends this?" Summer leaned toward the glass, her voice laced with venom. "I forgot to tell you. Cody’s real father is Troy Saltar, from the Tencrest Group. If you dare touch me, he’ll bury your entire family with me." Dorian’s face drained of all color. Tencrest Group. Troy Saltar. That was the Vantor family’s biggest business rival, a man known for being ruthless, vindictive, and utterly unhinged.

I suddenly turn around and can't stop smiling. I leap forward and take Matteo, Elio and Santo's third brother, in my arms. The resemblance between the three brothers is undeniable. They are all tall, dark, and typically Mediterranean. The three brothers have inherited eyes of a blue so dark that they seem almost black depending on the light. In addition, they all exude natural charisma on different scales. As the eldest, Elio inspires authority. Santo, the second brother, provokes fear with his mere presence. Finally, Matteo, the last one, is a born seducer.

Hakeem gives me a head nod and a tight, closed-lipped smile, his eyes never leaving my face. “A pleasure to meet you, Hakeem. This is my luna, Charlie,” I motioned her forward on one side of me, “and our beta and my second mate, Brandon.” I also motion him forward, though he seems reluctant. He is still somewhat anxious about other’s response to our trio. But if anyone is going to understand, it will be Hakeem and Gael. They are searching for their own third member of their trio. “Encantado (Pleased to meet you),” Gael says, bowing his head to Brandon and Charlie.

"Was that a dream? Did that really happen?" She blinked hard, trying to clear her head. Then she turned to the left. And there he was. Aiden Hartwell. Standing near the window, checking his watch with that same cold, handsome face she'd come to hate over the years. He looked up and met her eyes briefly before looking away again, his expression unreadable. Grace sat up fast, panic flooding her system. "Oh my God. I just dreamed about a threesome. With Mason and Aiden. Aiden! Mason's own brother! The man who hates me!"

I giggled and rolled my eyes at him before leaping into the pool. When I break the surface of the water, I swim back towards Jonny in time to hear him angrily telling Liam, “manos fuera”, (hands off). Liam laughs at him and says, “eres mi hermano, nunca lo haría Jonny, pero sé que ella es mucho más para ti que solo tu jefe. Mejor reclamar eso antes de que alguien más lo haga, porque ¡maldita sea!” (You’re my brother, I’d never Jonny, but I know she’s so much more to you than just your boss. Better claim that before someone else does, because damn)! I have no idea what any of that meant.

“Sienna, this is Vera, my best friend.” The words “best friend” suddenly struck me sharply. Right, he had always seen me as a best friend and a sister. It wasn’t because he was scared to risk his feelings on me and make it official—but it was because he had never seen me that way. My heart ached at the sudden realization that I’ve been foolish for holding onto hope all this time. “Hi, Sienna! I’m Vera,” forcing myself to smile and extend my hand. “Oh my! I finally met you!” she exclaimed. “My Theo has always talked about how he sees you as a sister! Right, babe?”