Sleeping Beauty Triolgy Novels & Stories

Taking in the disarray of my home, he couldn't help but ask, "Bro, were you trying to turn the place upside down?" "Lawrence… all six million in my accounts is gone…" "What? Are you kidding?" As I slowly calmed down, I explained to Lawrence what happened the previous night—the purchase of the health supplements, my passionate evening with a celebrity-level beauty, and how Nancy had given me an aromatherapy massage that put me to sleep. Lawrence's eyes widened after he heard my story. He exclaimed, "Winston, you might have fallen for a health supplement scam!" "A scam?"

He was just about to comfort Felix, but the boy grabbed his arm as if he had discovered something new and said, "I'm a little prince, so my energy isn't enough. Sleeping Beauty definitely needs the big prince to wake her up! Daddy, come and kiss the sleeping beauty to wake her up!" "Felix!" Bradley sternly and seriously stopped Felix's whimsical thinking, his tone harsh and cold. "No more nonsense." Felix burst into tears with a loud cry and sobbed. "Daddy, I'm not talking nonsense! The prince's kiss awakens Sleeping Beauty! If you kiss Sleeping Beauty, she'll definitely wake up..." Bradley remained unmoved with his cold and handsome face. Felix cried even louder, "Ahh... If the pretty woman

Once I'm done I clean my face, no more tears, no more thoughts about this. I walk back into the room to find Ryder on the bed, a bowl of noodles on the bedside table along with two water bottles and medicine. I sat beside him and he lifted the fork up to my mouth helping me eat, helping me drink and I finished my meal with the two pills as dessert. We didn't speak but Ryder put on my comfort show and I fell asleep in his arms watching Mitch and Cam fight over who caused the fire.

I want to thank everyone who read Beauty and the Alpha and Beauty and Her Mate. Your support means the world to me and I can only hope that you enjoyed the stories and the characters. This is the beginning of the third and last book in the Beauty series. This is Kimmy's story, but all of our favorites will of course be there, as well as some new characters. Some loveable and others.. well... not so much. Once again, thank you for reading my books I appreciate you and if the stories don't completely suk and you want to show me some love, then I would be thrilled if you would drop me a comment or leave me a gem! Much love to all my loyal readers!

“According to the moon goddess, your triplets are going to have the same wolf and this means that they would have the same mate.” It was shocking for the Alpha and Luna because how could three men have the same wolf? When they clocked fifteen years old, they heard the same voices at the same time fitting into the ears of the triplet. “Hi, I'm victor and I am your wolf!” However, as time went on things began to change and Alexander became terrible.

Heather and Zane lunged to block it, but the air caught the glitter and carried it fast — faster than breath. Liam shouted, “Don’t inhale!” Too late. Baylee coughed once. It tasted like honey and rot. Her knees went weak. The world tilted. Silverveil wolves dropped where they stood, not dead, but heavy — their limbs suddenly too soft, their eyes glassy. Heather staggered, blinking furiously. “No— no, I’m fine—” Then she crumpled into Zane’s arms. Melody screamed from the ward line, “It’s a sleeping curse!” and threw salt into the air, but the breeze betrayed them, curling the glitter deeper into the trees.

BELLADONNA I had been staring at the ceiling for hours until the first light of dawn poured into my empty room. I wished I could've just cried all night, but I had spent too much tears already. As I dragged myself out of the bedroom, the painful awareness of my triplets' absence gnawed at my chest. My body worked on autopilot, heedlessly moving around my small apartment like a usual morning routine. No screaming competition, no bubbly giggles, no sharing jokes. I was alone all over again.

Why was I here? I looked around me and stood up. I walked around trying to distract myself from falling asleep. Maybe I'd get killed in my sleep by that strange man. He had this aura that I didn't understand. I sat on the bed when my legs started aching. I realised that I had slept on the floor for three days. The bed seemed so comfortable and soft. I laid down and almost immediately felt drowsy. And before I knew it, I was out like a light.

Caleb leaned over the back of the divan, his long fingers expertly finding my swollen knot, his thumb striking it with a torturous, rhythmic precision that synced perfectly with every single one of Asher’s deep, brutal strokes. "You're ours," Caleb whispered perversely against my ear, his hot breath sending shivers rushing down my spine. "Every drop of your pleasure belongs to this house." I locked my fingers into the leather cushions, my body vibrating with an intense, suffocating wave of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. The darkness behind my eyelids flared with white-hot sparks as the combined assault of the three triplets pushed me straight toward the edge. My inner walls clamped tightly aro

Claimed in a way that didn’t feel suffocating. He walked back to the bed and lay down, pulling the blanket over himself. The mansion was still quiet, but it didn’t feel as lonely as before. Alexander’s scent lingered on the pillow beside him, a reminder that he wasn’t alone in this massive, dangerous world anymore. As sleep slowly pulled him under again, Aiden thought about everything that had happened since the wedding. The forced marriage. The nightmares. The way Alexander had defended him in front of his men. The quiet comfort in the middle of the night.