The Bench Trio Novels & Stories

Olivia stood back and looked at me. “You want to talk Bash?” she asked me and I stared into her beautiful eyes. I didn’t, I was over this and I was over having to share her. I looked down thinking for a minute, if I stopped this it means I would have to give up Olivia and that I certainly didn’t want to do. If I had her I had to share her with Blake, it killed me and all I wanted was Olivia to be mine, completely mine. We had been a threesome for the last year and it was clear I was the only person with the problem. I think I would feel even sicker if I had to watch her be with Blake and not me. Me and Blake had been best friends since we were kids, we had shared a few women and Blake had gi

And they were to be my stepbrothers? I gulped as they all came to where Mother and I were standing. The Alpha held my hand and pulled me into a brief tight hug. I stiffened in his arms a little, hating the close contact with the man. He released me soon and patted my cheek in an affectionate manner. "Meet my three sons." He said and gestured to them one after the other. "Tristan, Titan, and Tilder." He turned to his sons and said, "Meet Aurora, your soon to be stepsister."

By evening, the grand banquet hall was completely suffocating. The room was packed to the brim with people, the High Council elders and elite Betas were in attendance. All dressed in expensive clothes and heavy gold jewelry. The triplets sat at the high table, looking like absolute royalty. They wore matching midnight-black tunics stitched with the silver crest of the Blackwood monarchy. I sat beside them in a tight, gold gown that felt more like a straightjacket than a dress.

I stood up from the bench to go back to my room, but before I could move a step, Eben appeared from the left side of the veranda. He was with my dog. While I was away in school, he was able to pet my dog and had it moved to his village, about five hundred meters away from ours. The community was one that consisted of scattered villages and huts of peasants.

While I was still holding the ice bag and I was gently rubbing it on my forehead. "You guys are really good at assisting your artists, Direk. So, your artists are also doing our job wholeheartedly. And one more thing, my partner is also good. Triah Benizh, right?" at the same time he turned to me. Wow! As in wow? Does he ask? So what? We don't seem to know each other! Is it also here? Still plastic? All right, I'll accompany you on your trip! "Ah, Yes. I'm Triah Benizh Mondejaro. You can call me Triah," I thought to myself after introducing myself as if we did not know each other.

"There are just way too many attractions in Hormea. You won't be able to see it all in one trip." Kerrigan looked at me with increasing longing in her eyes. Soon after she left, Carl came to me, complaining. Day in, day out, he would give me angry stares, as if I had stolen something precious from him. I had no choice but to persuade him patiently. "At your age, it's best for you to find a partner your age in school." Unfortunately, he just refused to listen. All the while, I would have intimate sessions with Kerrigan on an almost daily basis. Eventually, we tried a variety of positions and styles, deepening my relationship with her.

“I always knew you’d be mine.” --- Author's Note: Hey friends! I hope that you enjoyed this collection of stories about of our favorite characters. It was a lot of fun to be able to explore them a little more. Here is some information about current and upcoming projects: 1. This is the end of the Trio of Mates series, but don't despair! We'll be starting on the Trios Legacy series, which will be about 8 books about the children of the trios. The first one will be about Zak, Charlie, and Brandond's pups, called Hide and Seek. All of the books will be named after children's games because it's about the children of the trios. This book will come out the week of Christmas.

“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.

His large frame shielded us from the audience's view as he threatened me. "Anyone who comes to see this show is either rich or powerful. If you run now and ruin their fun, you'll be thrown out, dead in the next second." His hand gripped my chin, forcing me to turn my head. I hadn't noticed, but a group of men in black had appeared backstage, their expressions menacing, clearly not people to be trifled with. Fear finally hit me, and tears began to fall as I silently nodded, acknowledging my mistake. Meanwhile, on the other side of the stage, Abigail had stopped dancing and was now... engaging in something else entirely.

She went on and requested that Belinda take a seat to process it. “You look like you enjoyed the hug,” Celia said with a playful smile. “No, no,” Belinda stammered, her cheeks turning a shade of pink. “I was just surprised, that’s all.” Celia’s smile widened. “You’re such a sweetheart.” Belinda thought of the hug again; if she wasn’t with his mom, she would have been horny as hell. She kept her calm and tried not to show her excitement. They both sat down in silence for a while, waiting for Dan to come down.