The Third Wheel Strikes Back Novels & Stories

Although I didn't straight out accuse him of anything, it was enough to make Zephyr retract his hand like he'd been burned, while Samantha's face turned as pale as a sheet. "W-What are you saying?!" Skittering to hide behind Verona, I was the very image of a damsel in distress. "You wanted me to join you in a threesome, that's what! You're disgusting!" My words seemed to send ripples over the entire case, the other models stepping back in disgust and fear, as if being in the very presence of those two pieces of trash made them dirty. Zephyr tried to get back at me for what I said, but I had already fled together with Verona.

I'm alive. I died after I was betrayed, but now I'm back. And I'll make sure no one can hurt me again. Not my sister. Not my husband.

I just stayed where I was with my jaw hardened holding back the flood of emotions that were mixed up in me. He really treated me like a piece of trash that he could throw away at any time. If he thinks I need his treasure, then he's wrong. What kind of treasure has he given me anyway? A wedding ring with less than half a carat of diamonds?

Melanie's eyes flashed with anger, and suddenly she clutched her stomach while exclaiming, "My stomach... Is the baby coming?!" Henry's face twisted in sudden panic, and he swept Melanie into his arms, bolting for the door. As he rushed by, Melanie's hand shot out, gripping my arm with a fierce tug. I stumbled, crashing to the ground as Wren's gasp echoed in my ears. Pain washed over me, turning my face ghostly pale. Wren, shaking, lifted me up, her voice breaking as she called for a doctor. Through the blur, I caught Henry hesitating for a split second, but then, he was gone, not once looking back.

His life changes when he finds a mysterious silver coin on a lone walk home. And when it presumably saves him from the clutches of his usual bullies in school, he starts to suspect the coin is not as ordinary as he thought. But then people close to him start to get hurt and the coin starts to show a third sinister face that follows him into his dreams to haunt him and he finds out not all coins have just two faces . . .

There was a note to the side, which she picked up. It read, 'GOT YA! ' At this instant, she realized what it was. "There's no one here," she muttered. "Nikamura, get out of there. It's a trap. There's someone advancing where you are!" The voice of Zayne called out, but it was too late. She had turned when an object sailing through the air struck her on the stomach. Nikamura looked down to find the assassin's star weapon in her stomach, and when she looked up, she saw him approaching her with his sword drawn.

He continued shopping and later pushed his cart to line up. As he lined up to pay, he was surprised to see the girl from earlier in front of him. She was still beaming when she saw him and she excitedly introduced her friend. It was another girl holding their cart and her back was facing Caspien. She's quite tall, he noticed. However, when the other girl turned around, Caspien's eyes widened in surprise – it was the girl who had slapped him at the bar! That girl was smiling as she turned to face him but her smile vanished.

The madness radiating from her terrified Caleb. My and Tobey's resolute departure, followed by the revelation of Lila's true, ugly nature, hit Caleb one after another, leaving him reeling and in pain. More than ever, he missed and yearned for the quiet and simple life the three of us had together. "You're delusional! Get out! Get out of my sight right now!" Caleb roared for the bodyguards. It wasn't until Lila was dragged out by them, screaming, that he finally snapped out of it. He frantically rehung the photos, one by one, on the wall.

The Third Elder reacted in alarm, swinging the fly whisk as countless silver threads shot toward Elijah like sharp swords. Elijah's figure flickered as he dodged the silver threads like a phantom. At the same time, he rushed forward alone, grabbed the handle of the fly whisk, and yanked it hard. The Third Elder felt an overwhelming force surge through him, utterly irresistible, and the fly whisk was snatched away in an instant. Gripping the fly whisk, Elijah snapped his wrist. The silver threads lashed out like a whip, striking the Third Elder's body. "Pa! Pa! Pa!" After several crisp cracking sounds, the Third Elder's golden scholar robes were shredded to pieces, deep bloody welts appearing

However, Thorian held on, his grasp unyielding and ruthless, as the power struggle in the room continued to unfold. Nathan let out a yelp of pain as the sickening sounds of broken bones emanated from his hand. Thorian offered him a sly smirk, his voice dripping with resolve, "Never make the mistake of hitting any woman again." With a swift, powerful movement, Thorian sent Nathan hurtling across the room, his back colliding forcefully with the wall, leaving the entire mob in stunned silence, their emotions and motivations now in disarray.