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His golden hair and warm hazel gaze was a sharp contrast to his brother’s demeanor. They stopped halfway down the stairs as I locked gaze with the first. Time came to a halt. Snap. Again. No. Not possible. My wolf let out a cry of recognition. Another mate? The bond pulsed underneath my skin. It was fierce and undeniable. My heart slammed against my chest furiously as my eyes drifted to the third figure, the one with the golden smile. And as soon as our eyes met, the bond snapped into place. My knees nearly buckled. Three mates!

Read as they tried to fight the battles in their love life; as they tried to get out of the darkness; as they tried to create an almost impossible illuminant that would kill the darkness in their lives. And, how complicated could their story be, when triangles crawled into their already shaky love life? It wasn't just any triangle, it was the “Love triangle”. Read to know more! I hope you like it! So, if you need any information on my books, including updates and all, kindly reach me out on my social media: IG: official_praise_ewa F* page: Author Praise Odulesi F* group: Praise Fam Don't forget to like my page, and join the group! I'll really appreciate it. Also, don't forget to drop a comme

A month has passed since Xavier and I started dating. To say he was the best boyfriend was an understatement because he was more than a best boyfriend. He was everything and I'm glad I have him.. So let me fill you in on what has happened. So maxwell and that slut Ava broke up and he always sits with us as usual during lunch. Xavier and Maxwell's bond grew stronger and I wondered if Maxwell was my best friend or Xavier's best friend. But I loved that they were getting close to each other.

She still thought I was in love with her twin brother. "Craig for me was just a platonic friend," I explained frantically, my hands trembling as I reached out toward her, though I didn't dare touch her yet. "That is all we ever had. I cared about him, yes, but it was never romance. It was never the way I feel about you. Please, Cara, you have to believe me. My heart has only ever belonged to you." Cara looked away, her jaw tightening as she absorbed my words. The silence in the stationary car was thick with years of unspoken misunderstandings, and despite my desperate confession, her hesitation remained heavy in the air.

He visibly deflated, muttering a half-hearted, insincere apology before quickly retreating, melting back into the general murmur of the common room. The brief, tense encounter, though quickly resolved, served as a stark and potent reminder of the possessive bubble that constantly surrounded me, a formidable shield forged by the fierce affection and unwavering protectiveness of my mates. It was a life I hadn’t consciously chosen, yet one I was increasingly finding myself not only accepting but, in many ways, embracing. The complexities of our unconventional relationships remained, the occasional fleeting pangs of longing for a less complicated existence still surfaced, but the fierce loyalty

In the expanse of Allah's prayer rug who became a friend, crying, complaining and being grateful And in the ink strokes, and in the memories of all the people I will know later, will be written a story. about my life, Sintia Budiyanti Continued to the next Sintia The Series story and novel series 1. Sintia Yang Terbuang Cinta 2. My Friends and Love Story 3. Lentera 4. Sofia Bandung 1952 Thank you, Nyi Mas Ratu Intan

she said without any sense of panic that Zenith and Gift, who had been betrayed by friends, felt a strong sense of concern as they turned to her. “What do you mean?” “Joseph is my friend because he loves the taste of Gift's cooking, Arnold is there because he likes me and Beauty because she likes Arnold.” “And you know all this, yet you're friends with them?” “That's right, Olivia. Love triangles can get really dangerous,” gift said in a low tone as if she was scared to mention the incident that had scarred her.

Maryam eyed her and sat down tapping her feet profusely on the wooden floor. "Guys it's okay nothing is happening between the three of us. I don't want any trouble." Zainab said. "If you aren't going to tell them everything then I will." Jamila snapped again. "When Isma'il first came to this school Zainab and Maryam both had a crush on him. He became friends with Zainab and Maryam envied her and told her lies about him which Zainab wrote a letter to him. He became furious and held a grudge on her. Maryam too."

“I always knew you’d be mine.” --- Author's Note: Hey friends! I hope that you enjoyed this collection of stories about of our favorite characters. It was a lot of fun to be able to explore them a little more. Here is some information about current and upcoming projects: 1. This is the end of the Trio of Mates series, but don't despair! We'll be starting on the Trios Legacy series, which will be about 8 books about the children of the trios. The first one will be about Zak, Charlie, and Brandond's pups, called Hide and Seek. All of the books will be named after children's games because it's about the children of the trios. This book will come out the week of Christmas.

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.