The Bench Trio Novels & Stories

Her daughter clung sleepily to her neck. "Lily had a wonderful time," she replied. "We'll have to get the girls together again soon." I waved as they drove away, the sun setting behind their car. As I turned to go back inside, I spotted Matthew, Daniel, and William standing in the shadows of a distant tree. My heart skipped a beat. I froze on the front step, unable to move or speak. That year, I was forty-six, and they were approaching sixty. Time had not been kind to any of them. Daniel's once-handsome face was lined with deep wrinkles. William's broad shoulders were now stooped with age.

I’m not interested in being the bitch that fucked someone’s soulmate. I head for the better of the three bars—a little hole in the wall called Keggers that tends to have a younger crowd and a comfortable atmosphere for women. The bartender-slash-owner is a woman named Barb who looks like she could kick even Ridge’s ass, so creepy dudes don’t last very long in her establishment.

"Y-Yeah... why?" "Maybe there are clues in the notes. Is it still with you?" "I threw it away," she said, then switched the T.V. channel. She doesn't like late night shows anymore. More dramas and nonsense shows. "Oh," her friend said regretfully. "Keep the notes next time. You know... maybe one of these days he might introduce himself in a note." "His name is Third. That's always on the note, eh." "So, do you know anyone who has the same name?"

“I’ll freeze their assets, block their licenses, call in every favor owed to the Blackwood name. They thought they were clever? They woke the dragon.” Draven turned back to the window, arm around Belle’s waist as she leaned against him. The triplets ran over, surrounding them, holding tight—confident and brave far beyond their years. Somewhere below, Veronica, Diego, Julian, and Marcus were celebrating, thinking they had the upper hand, thinking they’d cornered their prey. “They think they’ve trapped us,” Belle murmured, reading his thoughts perfectly. “Let them,” Draven replied. He looked down at her, his eyes burning with love and resolve. “Let them think they’re winning. The fall will be

Every whisper dropped like water, radiating outward, circling back. I kept my chin up. My skin prickled with a hundred silent questions crawling across it. The triplets were already there. Ryker looked up first, then Soren, then Kael. Three sets of eyes—each one a checkpoint, measuring and steadying them. No words, but the moment I sat, something in the room settled. Not completely. Just enough to breathe. Their presence formed a wall between me and the sharp edges pressing in from every direction. I felt them holding the worst of it back without being asked to.

By now, I was used to attention, but it still thrilled me in a strange, electric way. Then I saw the triplets. All three. They stood together like shadows of power and perfection, clad in black suits with golden bow ties. My chest tightened. Anger flared immediately, sharp and hot. How did we end up eating the same colour. Ugh. Before I could stew too long, Fenrir approached, looking dashing in a white suit that perfectly contrasted the triplets’ darkness. “You both look amazing,” he said. He offered his hand. Elera nodded eagerly. “Go ahead, Calla,” she whispered.

I remembered when I had training with Aron when it was my witch part that was present, in the middle of the training he decided to switch to a duel, he was not merciful at all Aron attacked me on all sides when he was really close to my face he raised his claws and was about to swipe at my neck when my hands transformed to claws at the last minute and I was able to block his attack, but it immediately retracted back. After that it has happened three more time also during intense fights. “ so it’s my turn to talk now huh” I said towards Chase sheepishly. “ yeah, I want to also know what’s going on in your life. I’m your best friend” “ I know and I’m sorry for keeping you in the dark. It’s not

But he really answered it! "I understand that some people might find threesomes unconventional and even uncomfortable. However, love knows no boundaries. There can’t be valid reasons behind such choices. When love entered our lives, we embraced and cherished it, regardless of gender or the number of people involved. Everything we do is guided by our hearts." Ethan spoke passionately about his relationships, his eyes shining with enthusiasm. "Do you remember that I met Ric first? Despite our deep love for each other, we always felt like something was missing. We couldn't quite identify it until Charl came into our lives. Now that we're all together, we finally feel complete."