Roman Triangle Novels & Stories

Rhett whispered putting his arm around Heath’s shoulders as Rohan sat down with Cameron their legs swinging off the end of the tray as they chatted to passing werewolves from the football team. “So did Rhett score with the human bitch?” Rohan asked Cameron with a laugh. Cameron laughed along, his eyes going to Heath, beseeching Heath for help. “Rhett’s is part of the Triquetra,” Heath said with smooth smugness. “What belongs to one, belongs to all, and she f-king loved it.” “F-k,” Rohan burst into laughter. “Gave her the Triquetra special did you? A c-ck in each orifice?”

I hadn't noticed the marks on any of his men or the women, but when he finished telling me about it, Miss Tilly leaned forward to let me see her mark. I was expecting it just to look like a dog bite, in all honesty, but it was so much more. A small gasp escaped me when I saw it, and I felt a tingling sense of recognition that I couldn't place. I held her hand in mine, just in awe of what I saw. I ran my finger over the intricacy of Roman’s mark designated by the Moon Goddess. You can see where his canines broke the flesh, just above each knuckle. Then, seeming to sprout from where the incisors left their mark, are pale lines twisting and swirling together to form a web of a design in the cen

I took the flowers, frowning slightly, I knew Forrest didn’t send these, he always sends roses if he wants to send me flowers, he doesn’t even know I like Spikenards The only person that knows is….. Quickly, I searched through the buds for a card and relaxed when I didn’t see one Maybe its just a coincidence “there’s no card” I told Mandy “Well a card isn’t needed when you already know who its from” she bumped my shoulder again and I let out a forced laugh. I turned the bouquet around and froze. In one of the buds, a tiny almost invisible marking was made in black A small cursive ‘K’ My stomach dropped.