The Third Option Ao3 Novels & Stories

“Now you have two choices. One: we cut the mark out of you tonight. It’ll hurt less than what’s coming, but you’ll live. Two: you let it complete. You become the key. And when the Veil tears (because it will, very soon), you decide whether the worlds stay separate… or merge forever.” Thorne’s hand slid from my back to lace through my fingers. His voice was steady, ancient, certain. “Option three,” he said. Elowen raised an eyebrow.

this. Could you listen out for the door?” Taylor calls through. “Sure thing,” I respond. It must be important if someone is calling at this time on a Friday night, so I give him his space, grabbing my e-reader and settling down on the top step to wait for our food. I am so engrossed in my book that the knock on the door startles me. I can hear Taylor talking urgently so I take the food into the kitchen and help myself before putting the rest in the oven to stay warm, too hungry to wait. I am just about finished scoffing down my pad thai when Taylor walks into the kitchen, looking apologetic. “Sorry, Abs, that took longer than I thought.” “No worries. Sorry, I was starving and couldn’t wait,

"We look human but trust me, we are not. And you human, won't be alive to see the next day. Because she will drain you of your youth." "Who will?" Rylie inquired. "Amanatha, the goddess of destruction. The older sister of the moon goddess." Rylie sighed dejectedly and sat on the ground. Was that how she was going to die? Without saying goodbye to Killian or the king? Just as she had given up on life, she heard grunts and loud sounds outside. She wanted to run to the iron bar but when she remembered the wolf could appear, she tarnished that idea. When she saw a wounded wolf hitting the bars, she shrieked and covered her face.

You could choose to go back to the World - forget everything and be born again, in the most accurate and exact sense of the phrase. Or you could, like me, opt to wait for a while and get a pair of wings - to do what you could to help in whatever way suited you. Or not, if you fancied the idle non-life. As far as I could tell, nobody seemed to care very much what we did - Ineffability or some such nonsense, I supposed. The third choice, you ask? Oblivion; the ultimate Omega. The final fullstop on your brief little tale. The good old Trinity again - the Boss did so love doing things in threes.

His golden hair and warm hazel gaze was a sharp contrast to his brother’s demeanor. They stopped halfway down the stairs as I locked gaze with the first. Time came to a halt. Snap. Again. No. Not possible. My wolf let out a cry of recognition. Another mate? The bond pulsed underneath my skin. It was fierce and undeniable. My heart slammed against my chest furiously as my eyes drifted to the third figure, the one with the golden smile. And as soon as our eyes met, the bond snapped into place. My knees nearly buckled. Three mates!

"No thanks, I'd rather have my own privacy than to see you banging your girls here all around" Arkin burst out laughing and told Caspien a story about a girl he had met at a bar. According to Arkin, the girl was beautiful and wealthy, but when he brought her to his condo, she suddenly asked to call her father to ask for permission because she was willing to get pregnant and have a child with Arkin. Arkin was shocked and quickly made up a story that he was gay. Caspien was amused by Arkin's ridiculous excuse. "You expect me to believe that she fell for that?" he asked, chuckling.

"We're almost ready for round three." The woman giggled. "Maybe she likes listening to us?" "Since you're here, stay." Owen pressed his Alpha aura against me, his golden eyes flashing with cruelty. "Watch what real passion looks like." The woman sat up, looking at me shamelessly. "Or just take off your clothes and join us? A threesome is way hotter." "Good idea." Owen nodded, his voice full of command. "Take off your clothes, Sienna." My stomach churned violently.

Eve POV “How did you say she did it?” I questioned. “The other werewolves said she used her claws, your Majesty,” a guard informed me. “She used her claws to take away Basils' alpha? By turning him into a Beta?” “I don't know anything about werewolves, I know betas have yellow eyes, omegas are blue—” “Does it look like I want to be schooled? You idiot... betas who have taken innocent lives eyes are also blue, you can't seriously be that dumb?”

Anna shook her head, "you are wrong, Jason. Thanks to the fact that I'm now a monster, I got over you pretty quickly. Can we talk some other time? I really have a lot on my mind." She went into her house and shut the door, ignoring Jason who was protesting outside. She sat on her bed and sighed, "What am I going to do? I don't want to keep three men, especially such powerful men but I can't resist either of them. I need to choose one of them but who do I choose? I can't bring myself to let go of either of them unless they decide to let go of me. It's been fun so far though and sweet too. What if I didn't have to choose? Since they all claim to be my mate and want me as their Luna, why can't

Their scents drifted across the small room, and I realised that all of the triplets had an absolutely divine pine-forest kind of smell, yet different to each other. Where Thane's seemed autumnal - crisp, and misty, Cole's was bright and summery, and Finn's held the more fragrant notes of spring, still layered over that woodsy, pine forest kind of smell. I breathed them in deeply, enjoying them, then sighed and reached to turn the tap off. When I turned back, I found them both pulling off all of their clothes, grinning widely at me.