The Bench Trio Novels & Stories

I still have to earn her trust after this and prove to her that the last chance she gave me was worth it and that I deserved to be forgiven for the last time. When I reach the exit that would lead me to the hospital's garden, I fished my phone out of my pocket and called Francis. It only took him two rings before he picked up and I told him I was about to step in the entrance of the garden. "Sure thing. Ayana has just arrived as well. She's at the third bench from the entrance as instructed, you will easily see her since aside from she was the only one here, she was also wearing a revealing dress." he explained.

"I know how busy you are, but I had a video conference with the 03 band. They're demanding, as you know; they want perfection for their next show. My heart raced with excitement. The 03 band was the OG of music in our time, and it would be an honor to work with them. Well, maybe the waiting was worth it. "Lisa, meet Camilla, the beautiful woman I told you about. She's delighted to be here," George said, turning to face me. "Aren't you, darling?" "Oh, yes, I am." I rose, smiling at Lisa. "It's a pleasure to meet you, and I'm grateful that you're giving us this chance to see you despite your busy schedule.”

I mumbled. Erica clutched her chest and gasped dramatically. “Okay? Vera, are you blind?” Before I could even defend myself, our manager’s loud voice cut through the office. “Let’s have dinner tonight to celebrate!” Cheers echoed throughout the room and everyone was buzzing with excitement. Some people clapped. Some people cheered. And some people stopped with their tracks. “Oh my god, Vera! Let’s go!” Erica beamed in excitement, grabbing my arm and bouncing it lightly.

I worked hard to put food on the table for my triplets, but I didn't ask for handouts. “Don't be stubborn. You need energy.” Ryder grumbled, his voice sounding like a command wrapped in concern. I turned to him and shot him a icy glare. “Don't lecture me.” “Miss, try a little. I promise all this food is safe,” Noah pleaded again, pushing a delicious-smelling bagel toward me. His face was hopeful, like a puppy trying to please its owner. “I—”

I hear Chase let out a growl as Colt puts me down, and Chase spins me around and takes my mouth into his. His kiss is more profound, and he has more urgency. Colt is reserved and passionate, while Chase is demanding and sexy. His lips are warm, and I can’t help but moan in his mouth. The spell breaks as soon as we hear a knock on the door, and I open my eyes. Both twins are now standing next to me, and I am having trouble focusing on anything. What the hell is going on? Why is my brain turned into mush? I look at them as they fix their hair. They look like having a private conversation but without saying a word. Can they communicate without talking? Interesting.

Trembling, I reached out to grasp Damien's hand. "The triplets, Damien," I choked out, my voice barely a whisper. "What about our children?" Squeezing my hand lovingly, Damien leaned in closer, his eyes filled with compassion. "Miraculously, our beloved triplets are unharmed," he assured me, a mixture of relief and awe evident in his voice.

Before graduation, my boyfriend, Ethan Johnson and I planned a cross-country road trip. My roommate, Juliet Miller, kindly offered to organize our itinerary. On departure day, her luggage sat in the front seat. Her phone was connected to the car console. The only bed bore a tag ‘Juliet’s Spot.’ Ethan patted my head with a casual smile. “Juliet gets carsick in the back. Be good and sleep on the roof tent.” Driving through the desert that night, they left me at a gas station to guard our gear while they shot stargazing videos. I waited until dawn. Then Juliet posted a photo in our group chat. She wore my jacket in the passenger seat. Ethan’s arm rested behind her chair. My parents

She smiled and pulled down her sunglasses, so he could see that she meant it with every fiber of her being. “Mummy!” The triplets shouted at the same time as they ran to meet her. Mr. Brown gushed at how cute the triplets were. They were two girls and a boy, and it was hard to tell their differences since they were wearing identical outfits. “Oh my goodness! What are your names?” He laughed as they grabbed his hand in excitement. “My name is Jenna,” The girl declared proudly, and this is “Elena and Jaden.” “Awn, you're cute.” He complimented as they giggled and ran around him.

The music stopped for a second as the three of us walked in with Elena. "Boss is back!" someone shouted. I led Elena through the crowd toward the center of the room. I kept my arm hooked tightly around her neck, pulling her into my side. "Listen up!" I yelled over the noise. "This is Elena. She’s the Old Lady of the Triplets. You treat her with the same respect you give me, or you’ll have to deal with all three of us." A cheer went up, but I saw one guy standing near the bar who wasn't cheering. He was a member of a rival crew we did business with, a big guy with a scarred lip. He took a long sip of his drink and looked Elena up and down.

“The Goddess has blessed our pack with several such trios.” Mathias’s eyes widen. “Trios? You mean like that nutjob Gael from the Diana pack?” “Is he really a nutjob if the Goddess ordained it?” Meredith says. Mathias looks as if he can’t handle this news, so he ignores it. “And just who the fuck are you two to speak to me?” Charlie growls at the disrespect. “They are our Oracle and Oracle-in-training. If they say that the Goddess made them a trio, then they are a trio.”