Maya Y Los Tres Novels & Stories

I couldn’t drink but at least I could dance with my friends. Maya had invited three other girls we met in college, Everleigh, Emery, and Evelyn, and all six of us partied together. Three of them were triplets and that was why their names all started with E. They were identifiable though as none of them looked like the other. “If Maya didn’t call me today, I would never have known you were getting married.” Emery, one of the triplets, spoke up, shouting so she could be heard above the loud music.

The golden light of the Palace’s resonance was still fading when the triplets descended the grand staircase. They didn't run like frightened children. They moved with a synchronized, heavy grace that made the newly turned soldiers in the courtyard go silent. Maya was in the lead, her small face set in a mask of regal calm, while Leo and Toby flanked her like two tiny, silver-eyed sentinels.

"That's not intense, that's fucking supernatural! I literally forgot how to breathe. My heart is still racing. What is he, some kind of male model? Professional heartbreaker? Walking sex god?" "All of the above?" Eve offered, still grinning. Maya flopped back against the sofa dramatically. "And there are two more of them? Two more men who look like that?" "Well, they're triplets," Eve said. "So yes, two more who look very similar. Though they have different personalities." "I think I need to lie down," Maya said faintly. "Or possibly get my heart checked. Because that is not a normal human reaction to another person's presence."

“Always such a sweet boy. Someday, my dear, I hope you have a child just as sweet.” It was Julia, Misha’s mother, her usually shrill voice tempered by a gentleness I never once heard from her in the three years I’ve been married to her son. And on the blonde women’s other side was Misha’s sister Lena, who touched her own round belly and grinned. “Oh I’m sure Big Sister will have many, beautiful babies, each of them just as sweet as our Misha. Wouldn’t you agree, Brother?” The three women looked up at the two of us, now standing quietly in the doorway. Misha’s spine was straight, his muscles tense.

Step by step, I followed the scent…until the trees opened up into a small clearing. And then I stopped cold. My breath hitched. Three men standing in front of me. Not one,Not two. But three. All staring at me. Three pairs of eyes locked onto mine like magnets. Eyes that shimmered with recognition. Hunger. Shock. And Possession. My knees nearly buckled. Because I could feel it—deep in my bones, in my soul, in my wolf. They were all my mates. Not one but all three of them

The sun was peeping out yet a cold and chilly morning. Sarah was up early, and could barely stand the presence of her mom. She thought meeting her needs and giving her whatever she asked for was enough to make her stay away from her, but she was wrong. Sarah’s mother, Ana Martha, as she knows goes by after Amelia and Stephany, came in the night with no warning and without notifying Sarah that she was coming. She had been traveling around, either running away from debtors, hooked up with a rich man, which she left after sucking him dry, or running away with his money. She always did anything that would bring money, which fed her gambling habit.

Liam let out a soft laugh and playfully tousled my hair. "Selena, it's been ten years. You've grown distant from me!" I pretended to be annoyed and pushed his hand away. "Ugh, you've ruined my hair again!" It was as if we had been transported back to the days when the three of us were thick as thieves. Once my fever recovered, Liam stuck by my side, helping me pick up all the essentials I needed to get by.

“Rhea, how could you?” “Lyra, I don’t know.” My voice was pleading. “I’m as confused as you are.” “This has to be some sort of prank.” She whirled toward them, her silver gown swaying with the motion. “Four of you …you’re pranking me for my birthday, right? Okay, stop. It’s not funny.” Cassian’s voice finally broke through the buzzing in my ears. “Lyra, we’re not pranking you. We’re as confused as you are. The three of us are feeling the bond coming from her.” His gaze turned to me. “How could she be mated to the three of us?”

"Nice to meet you Ace, I'm Yandel," Yandel replied, bending his waist to the kid level as he gave Ace a knuckle bump. "Yannyyyyy!!!. the queue is too long can you help me get the popcorn" Maya whined as there were just four people in front of her. Yandel groaned and rolled his eyes while he went to the popcorn stall to get three large popcorn packs for Celi, himself, and Ace. "Maya come over here please," Yandel called to her.

After Maya was gone, Elena turned around, and her heart skipped a beat as her gaze locked on her longtime crush, Thomas Aryan. Aryan, the charming and enigmatic colleague, approached Elena with curiosity evident in his voice. He inquired if the melodic voice he heard earlier belonged to Maya. Elena confirmed that it was indeed Maya's voice, causing a mixture of surprise and delight to wash over Aryan's features. "Didn't she quit?" Aryan asked, genuinely puzzled about Maya's return. Elena explained that Maya had indeed left but had now come back to the company. A spark of happiness and excitement flickered in Aryan's eyes at the prospect of seeing Maya once again.