The Trinity Novel Novels & Stories

A flicker of something unreadable passed through his eyes as he added, "And the Crowned Trinity." Eversince he claimed the throne, the possession of crowned trinity had been one of his goals. The Crowned Trinity wasn’t just a collection of firearms, it was a legend forged in steel. Each weapon was worth billions, not merely for its craftsmanship, but for the blood, history, and power it represented. These weren’t guns; they were symbols of absolute dominance. Nathaniel Serrano already ruled Italy. But the moment the Trinity will grace his hands, there would be no debate, no rebellion, no whispers in back alleys. The message would echo through every gang, every city, every empire that Nathani

“I don’t know what it does yet. I don’t know who wrote it.” “That’s not what I asked.” Marrow’s voice didn’t climb. It never did — Ivy had noticed that within her first week here, the way flatness could carry more weight than volume ever managed. “Something old and hidden is sitting in my camp now. Tied to your mother’s case. That’s what it does — whether or not anyone reads a word of it.”

Finding Vince and Vivian was unexpected, but not unfortunate. For a moment, he sat atop his brown gelding, watching the shack. Occasionally the sounds within drifted out, leaving no doubt what he had ridden up on. John was a calculating man, shrewd in business, borderline cruel. He thought first to break up the tryst, but an idea popped into his mind first. If he alerted Perry to this, he would no doubt insist on Vince marrying Vivian. That would l**k the Macabe and Hart plantations together as Vivian's inheritance would become Vince's through marriage.

My parents were a part of a Triad that were the only ones that had a single Triad baby that lived. I have two sisters, Emerald age seventeen and Nephrite age sixteen, and one brother, Zircon age twelve. I was the only true Triad child of all three of our parents. “Sapphire. We are not trying to make you do something that you don’t want to do, but if you want to find your mate this is something you will have to do. The High Priestess and Dravo Darkfang will be going with you and Maxia Voltage and a few knights. We do hope that you will go with them and find where you are needed and belong,” Alpha Logan said as Luna Morgan came up to me and embraced me softly.

POV - Ryker Lance. After that unsettling encounter with the Head Nun, I practically flew home. My right-hand man, Travis, was already there, waiting for me in the living room, and the atmosphere in the house was so thick with tension it made my eyebrows shoot up. "What happened, Travis?" I asked, already bracing myself. Travis let out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair. "The new shipment's coming in a few days, and your old man is making it a living hell for us."

“This is only the beginning, princess. We’re going to train this innocent body to take both of us. Every hole. Every day. You belong to your stepbrothers now.” Trinity lay there panting, dress ruined, body marked and trembling with aftershocks. Her innocent mind was reeling, but her body craved more. She was their toy now. And deep down, she was terrified of how much she loved it.

He really wished Haven was here, at least it was the only thought that could make him feel better. “ Haven where are you?” Tristan finally called out, reaching the elevator as he pressed the button . Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Rejecting Alpha Lucious(Sequel of Alpha Lucious) His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

Everyone is gone. Because I couldn't figure out how to love two men without destroying them. "There's something else," she says. "What?" "Your bond with them isn't just emotional. It's magical." "I know that." "Do you? Do you know what it means?" "Means we're connected. We can feel each other." "More than that. Means you're becoming something new. Something that never existed before." "What?" "Trinity bond. Three souls merged into one purpose." She shows me ancient texts. Written in a language I can't read. But somehow I understand.

He kissed her forehead, his shadow magic merging with her fire threads as they looked at the den below, where light still glowed from windows, where laughter still echoed, where the weave hummed with the promise of tomorrow. Trinity. Family. Story. Always.

His hair was a tousled mess from running his hands through it repeatedly. “I know it was,you don't need to convince me of that.” He leaned closer to show me a space in his book. “Here, I found a reference to an ‘awakening curse’ that triggers mortal danger, but nothing about a blast of light that sends wolves flying.” He looked up at me, his brown eyes somber. “Trinity, what you did... It was powerful. Raw. Maybe even divine.” A lump formed in my throat. I didn’t feel divine. I felt broken. Haunted. Like something inside me had torn loose and didn’t know how to go back into hiding. “There has to be an answer,” I whispered. “Something that connects me to this... to them.”