The Golden Trio Novels & Stories

Rowan uttered as he didn’t want to feel left out. “Well, you did a great job too. All of you did. Thank you.” Arthur said to them, and they nodded. “Well, you haven’t fulfilled your part of the deal,” Ryan replied, standing next to his brothers, and they all nodded, holding their arms on their chests. “There’s a deal too? What else do I not know?” Aurora asked in surprise. “Trust me to always fulfill the end of my deal, boys. And I announce that it’s official! We are all going on a trip!”

Draven looked up at her, his jaw set tight. "It’s the triplets," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "They just snuck out of the estate... and they took a private helicopter to follow us here." He looked at the beautiful, romantic villa, then back at her, a mix of frustration and amusement crossing his face. "It seems, Mrs. Blackwood," he sighed, though his eyes were filled with pride, "that our children have decided our honeymoon is far too boring without them. And they are landing in ten minutes."

I stood over the water and let Aurora use my eyes to see how we look in our wolf form and she suddenly started to stare with her mouth open as well, I just giggled shaking my head as I headed towards the others, who hadn’t moved an inch from their spot. ‘Sapphire, I can’t believe it! We…we…we are golden, we have golden fur.’ Aurora stuttered. ‘Yes, we do, and we are very special as not only are we a beautiful golden wolf, but we also have some powers that need to be unlocked with some training.’ I replied finally telling her some important information. ‘Right ok!! Can we talk to them as well as I feel like they’re being left out and they can reassure me that I’m not losing my mind!’ Aurora a

I was almost hyperventilating at the thought when the heaven parted and out the doors came the golden trio: Nate Herond, Seth Lorde and John Smith- aka Bear. The three stars of the current football team. All of them huge, tall and build. Handsome and physically perfect, like any girl here in Roosevelt would be eager to certify. Ever since they became seniors, if feels like the whole high school belongs to them. Usually I wouldn't had minded about who stood as the most popular, but since I couldn't stand Nate it only added to the list of things that made him insufferable. Now or never, Hailey. Pushing my racing heart aside; I surpassed my shyness to attract the

The power was always meant to be held by three. Three anchors. Three elements. Three forces stabilizing one another. Aria’s breath catches as she senses it too. “Ares…” she whispers. “He completes the circle.” He grips our hands harder, gold burning along his arms, jaw locked like he’s ready to fight a god hand-to-hand. But even he feels it. The shift. The click. The alignment. “Oh, goddess,” I breathe. “We’re the triad.” The goddess screams. “No........ no........no you were not meant to see this!”

My wolf rose eagerly at the thought, begging for the fight. But Nyxion didn’t move. He just stared at me, eyes dark and burning, his whole body shaking with the effort of holding himself back. The silence stretched, hot and suffocating. My chest heaved, every part of me trembling with rage, but I didn’t look away. Couldn’t. We were triplets. Three parts of one whole. Born of the same blood, raised under the same roof, bound to lead together. We had fought side by side, bled side by side, laughed and wept, and carried each other.

A single spot of silver flickered where our hands met. Across the clearing, Noah let out a roar. He threw off the last warrior and ran to us. He dropped to my other side, his big, scarred hand covering mine and Neal’s. His strength, his unwavering will, his sun to Neal’s moon, flowed into the pool. The triad. Together. The spot of silver light exploded. It wasn’t a slow healing. It was a detonation of pure, clean power. A shockwave of silver and gold light erupted from the spring, washing over the valley.

The golden light of the Palace’s resonance was still fading when the triplets descended the grand staircase. They didn't run like frightened children. They moved with a synchronized, heavy grace that made the newly turned soldiers in the courtyard go silent. Maya was in the lead, her small face set in a mask of regal calm, while Leo and Toby flanked her like two tiny, silver-eyed sentinels.

I lay back flat on my bed as my legs could no longer support me. I looked at Shanine with great satisfaction. It seemed this pretty young lady had fallen for me. I was truly blessed. Soon, Kerrigan found out about our encounter. She warned Shanine not to take me all for herself, but Shanine wouldn't listen. She still came to see me. Eventually, both of them reached a tacit agreement. On Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, it would be Shanine's turn, and Kerrigan could have me on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. Sundays were for me to get properly rested.