Silver Trio Novels & Stories

“This must be a nightmare, right?” The triplets were uneasy, each looking at me as if they wanted to eat me up. Though I was intimidated by their presence, I didn’t show it and stared them right in the eyes—stuffing them with mixed emotions. “Unfortunately not, Ms. Katrina.” “Ms. Katrina? I thought I was a s*x slave?” I said, laughing. “A runaway s*x slave for that matter,” the older woman among them spoke, getting glares from their leader. The triplets were as quiet as graves but my ears itched to hear the harmony of their voices in one piece. And it irritated me.

"Leo! Ace! Give me the 'Twin-Pulse'!" The boys placed their hands next to mine. The triad of our power—the Mother, the Heirs, and the Silver Queen—poured into the crystal. We weren't trying to fight the void; we were trying to overwrite it with the frequency of the Third Star. The pillar didn't shatter. It dissolved. Luna fell into my arms, her body cold and limp. The violet light didn't vanish; it flowed into the three of us, a surge of power so intense it felt like my veins were being filled with liquid diamonds.

Kael lurked at the edge, his sneer visible even from afar. "People of the packs," Thorne intoned, his voice amplified by the arena's acoustics. "The Crownbond has returned, binding these three: Isaak of the North, Rhaedon of the South, and Sierra, the heart of the triad. To prove its purity, they submit to the Blood Trial. Witness their dominance, their unity!"

Shadow said to Dark so Dark laughed. "Shadow my friend, aren't you already informed that the theme of our game is not by pair?" Dark asked so Shadow and I looked up at the same time and saw that the theme of the game had changed. Trio has become the theme of the game. I turned my gaze back to Dark and Shadow. "Trio, means three so lower that because I'm on your side." "And who told you that we would accept you?" Shadow asked. Dark looked at me so Shadow looked at me too.

His hair was a toussled mess, and his molten silver gaze was like steel. Jayden, the middle one, wiped blood from his lip with the back of his hand and smirked, already lighting a cigarette. And Elliot, the youngest of the triplets was sprawled lazily on the couch with his shirt hanging open, his wolfish grin daring anyone to speak first. On the bed, the woman they’d just finished with was still sprawled naked on the bed. She was a high-ranking wolf from the Silvercrest Pack and was still gasping from exhaustion and awe minutes after they were done.

I hate it that she is too smart. "Well, it can't be helped. Centuries ago there name was white wolves aka the White House but soon it vanished because the wolves were no longer born white. There was a king at that time...he was the first one to be born with a black fur. From him the white wolves vanished but he had an eagle which he loved very much. When the eagle died he changed the name from white wolves to Silver eagle's and nobody changed it after that because they never landed on the ground. They kept flying in the sky until a flock of crows injured them madly, they almost touched the ground but then a leader came named Tiago Enzo. Tiago is the current leader of the Silver triangles. He

She sasses at me and I jump down from the counter. Scared I’m going for her, she rounds up the other way as I seethe at her, "Says the one who’s been frolicking with Ignacio over the phone all day, hmp!” I deadpan and walk out of the kitchen, expecting her to be a ball of fire right now. With a smug air, I stroll to the living room, hearing the sound of the main door accompanied with rowdy voices alerting me they’re back. The triplets took Silver to go get a haircut with them earlier. It’s been hours and they’re only just returning.

Draven looked up at her, his jaw set tight. "It’s the triplets," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "They just snuck out of the estate... and they took a private helicopter to follow us here." He looked at the beautiful, romantic villa, then back at her, a mix of frustration and amusement crossing his face. "It seems, Mrs. Blackwood," he sighed, though his eyes were filled with pride, "that our children have decided our honeymoon is far too boring without them. And they are landing in ten minutes."

Only the triad. Only surrender.

while Silva made his way around the bar. “What?” Lelandi’s lips were pursed. Do you see that I am the mother of triplets? Carol signaled the bar with a hand motion. “There are many births in Silver Town. A triplet, Darien. You’re one of three. You will undoubtedly give birth to triplets. How did you know I was one of three children? Carol’s blue eyes initially appeared to be crossed. Don’t you also have a brother? Someone may have mentioned that you do. She shook her head and put her elbow on the table before resting her head on her hand. “I believe,”