Soul Eater Trio Novels & Stories

“Of something else. It sensed something beyond comprehension. Something… out of this world.” Dante followed her gaze. Node? No. Her. Sniffia. He exhaled through his teeth. “You know what’s crazy? The Reincarnate of the Destroyer… hanging out with a shape-shifting moon girl and the only cook in the world. That trio makes less sense every day.” Pamela didn’t smile. “But it feels right, doesn’t it?” --- Luna’s voice cut in, walking up to them with her elder sisters. “Who is that boy?” She pointed to Peirce, now wiping ichor from his fists, smiling like he hadn’t just killed a beast.

They both could hear the Melodious tune, probably someone was playing flute near lake. Rakesh "Rakesh can you hear this melodious tune. Every full moon night someone play this sitting near lake. Someone who is heartbroken and plays this tune for the memory of his beloved. This tune screams in itself and recalling his beloved. And it always makes me think about my mate. I'm not sure why, but it's." "Payal, this thing scares me the most when love ones leave us" While saying this he hugged Payal so tight, and said.

"Yes, I do. What does..she have to do with them?" "That lady's name is Lena. And she is one of the triplet brother's women." I rubbed my palms together. "Oh, I see." "Guess which of them she's dating." I eyed Ella. That was a very easy one there. Wasn't it obvious? The one with the drive to go after women amongst the three was Kaidon. He was the womanizer. I smiled. "It has to be Kaidon. That should be one of Kaidon's women."

“Thanks, Higgins. Higgins, let me ask you something.” “Shoot.” “Are you a triplet?” His brow furrowed. “Yes, Barry, as a matter of fact I am.” “Did you know that Dianna is also a triplet?” Wrecked as his face was, it could not conceal the shadow that surfaced. “No, Barry. I did not know that.” His throat tightened, voice falling significantly in volume as he supplemented, “But I know Maya is . . . ” “What is this?” Ritter said. He held the needle aloft, a grotesque accent to the revelations happening.

Pleasantries! This is Mics Artemia, the author of A Trip To Remember. This introduction note was written to advise you to read A Trip To Your Heart first before reading this one since this is a Duology. A Trip To Remember is A Trip To Your Heart's sequel. The latter is still unedited, so, I apologize for errors that you will encounter upon reading. You will find the first book on my profile page, with the same theme as the book cover of A Trip To Remember.

'She' said. "One by one, you followed everything up as it should be. Even your long time enemy who you had changed into a beast to wonder the face of the earth thought that he was going to have his revenge. Little did he know that we were only using him. And now he is dead and gone." 'She' said. "As beasts do not have souls." I said, completing her words. "And how about that herbal woman? I just laughed at her naive behavior. She hadn't even suspected a thing." 'She' said and laughed out loudly.

I've never been summoned by any council of elders, so I'm not sure what to do or how to act. “Let's begin,” she adds. “We believe you're the two Alphas’ mate,” the thick-faced man says, getting right into it. I'll learn later that he's the youngest, and the most friendly, of the group. “I am,” I nod, trying my best to maintain eye contact. “Do you understand what a triad bond is?” He asks. “No,” I say, shaking my head. Besides the few details that Elliot gave me, I know nothing. “Simply,” he begins. “It's one female mated to two males. Brothers.”

A primal awe at the men buried deep inside me. That awe lasted only a second before Alexei crashed his lips onto mine again in a fiery, possessive kiss. Pavel didn’t hold back either—leaning forward to suck my nipples roughly. My moans filled the air, blending with their ragged breathing and the uncontrollable passion consuming the three of us. I was surrounded by them—their strength, their unrelenting desire, the unbreakable bond that tied us together in a way that went far beyond the physical.

It was a dark symphony, and I was the unexpected conductor. The Triplets moved ahead of me, their forms lean and lethal in the dim light, their every step a testament to their calculated precision. Their bodies hummed with a restrained rage, a barely leashed ferocity that made the very air around them crackle. They didn't speak. They didn't have to. The unspoken pact, the shared fury, resonated between us, a silent language understood in the deep recesses of our souls. We all knew who was waiting. Caelum.

He rolled his eyes, eyes settling into space. “ For you…” “ Excuse me. Why are you worried about him when it has nothing to do with him…” “ Please, shut up.” She scolded and soon met Damian's piercing eyes, like a cold rebuke. She dragged her face back to me. “ Maybe I left out an important part of this whole thing. When the prophecy came of the coming of the direwolf, the goddess assured us that she would send the creature that would kill it, even before its vessel is born.” She explained. “ Three born of one. One of three. Soul of the ancient. Reincarnated King.”