My Three Darlings Novel Novels & Stories

It was no secret that the majority of the pack disliked me for being weak, Over the years I cared for their needs, striving to make them see my worth. Now none of them came to my rescue, their indifference a painful stab to the chest. Melissa led me through double doors into a lavishly furnished room, its interior mocking the chaos outside. Dawn crept through the windows. I barely had time to sit before the doors burst open, and hurried footsteps echoed across the room. I looked up to see my parents and twin sister by my side. My mom's makeup was smudged with tears,

Rylie asked Killian who appeared at the door. "No one that you should be worried about. Come on," He beckoned on her to follow him. She was taken to a room which had already been arranged. It looked beautiful with a large window that allowed the passage of fresh air and sun waves, and a large area dedicated to different variety of flowers. To her left was a king-sized bed with transparent curtains surrounding it. A large chandelier hung above the room and a mini tray of snacks stood right beside the bed. Ever since her father remarried, she had never seen such luxury. Except for the manor in which they stayed. Her stepmother made sure all her beautiful belongings were taken away and replaced

She didn't have to do anything as she could effortlessly capture everyone's attention. I felt a wave of grief fill my heart as I watched the familiar, heartwarming scene before me. This was supposed to be my home, yet every inch of this place was filled with horrible memories. I remember when we first moved into this house. Back then, I was thrilled to finally have my own bedroom, even though it was only a third the size of Alice's. However, I was just happy not to sleep in the storage room anymore. As I came downstairs for dinner, Alice, who was ten years old, blocked my way and said, "Are you that happy, Vanessa?"

Right at the top of my feed was a new post from Katy. In the photo, she wore a Van Cleef & Arpels clover necklace around her neck and held the same red gift bag Kit had picked up from home earlier. That’s when it hit me. He had returned at noon just to grab her present. Below the image was a caption that made my stomach turn: [Three years of knowing you, and I’m so lucky to have you, Kit. Happy third anniversary!] Then it dawned on me. Anniversary? That’s right. Today was supposed to be our third wedding anniversary.

“I know right. Old money, I guess.” I shrugged. Honestly, my three mates could have been paupers and I would love them the same. Though the designer clothes, household staff, and a professional cook were amazing perks. Not to mention the enormous rooms large enough to fit a giant bed that we could all share. I couldn’t wait for Lysander and Xavier to arrive. We’d been apart for three days and I missed them. Henry appeared. “Welcome, miss,” he said to Claire. “Let me show you to your room.”

My father had bought it for me as a wedding gift before he moved abroad to settle down. When Arya Marlowe and I got married, I had no family left in the country, so I moved in with hers. After the wedding, we never bought a new place. We stayed here. Later, her brother and sister-in-law lost everything in a failed business venture. With nowhere else to turn, they came crying with their child to seek refuge. My mother-in-law wiped away tears while Arya, softhearted as always, begged me to let them move in.

To light up your time in bed" She added, joining in my laughter. "I do appreciate it, Arabella" I let out, soon reaching for a hug. It all felt like yesterday. Being back in our dorms, getting into a discussion that was bound to have us tearing up. I soon found Ashley shifting on her feet, with eyes only shifting between Arabella and I. "Well, no one said anything about getting gifts. Not until the wedding" She called at once, eyes narrowed at the form of Arabella. "Were you trying to show off?" She let out.

I mumbled, chuckling at my silly thought. I instantly got into the bath to quickly freshen up and prepare a meal at once. As I stayed in the shower, I couldn't help but reflect on the several things that took place earlier today. So many things had happened. From Alpha Gerald's visit, the triplets chose me over their title. How I also tried to defend myself and plead with them not to let me return back to the dungeon. How Diana made up stories just so they will find it hard to believe me and finally the last where the triplets didn't say a word about it, they just backed away in silence.

I can still feel two pairs of hands roaming all over my body, and I wished it didn't have to be this way. I know it can never happen. It's not something that would be good for any of them. The Morettis are well-known, and soon, the triplets would be famous in their respective worlds. A shared girl doesn't fit anywhere in there. What would the world think? But the triplets have two years left at this university, I might as well enjoy those two years, right? I'm feeling as light as a feather when I take the bus to my buildings. There's a legit skip in my step, and everything feels rosy and tinted with glitter in every class.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams 5)Mary Redferne PS this book is set up in the 1960s Mary Redferne I was in the car, tapping my foot restlessly as the driver drove inside the gates of a mansion of the guy I was about to marry in a few months. Yeah I know, crazy! I never thought that I’d settle for an arrange marriage but I didn’t mind it right now. I’ve been communicating with my fiancé for a long time now over letters.