Third Wave Book Novels & Stories

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Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. A/N: This is the third and final installment of the Badboy trilogy. I want to thank everyone who supported the whole trilogy. And if you haven't read the first two books, you must. You can still read this third book without having read the first two installment and you'll still understand the book but if I were you, the story will be more cohesive if you have read the first two books.

Regarding romance, she used her moulding tools instead of applying restrictions. The following morning, I woke up healthy though I had few hours of sleep. And like the previous day, the thought about my choice of girl and grandma's predictions occupied my thoughts. The day however, unlike the previous day, was fruitful. I worked while still soaked in my contemplations. Three days later, late afternoon, while sitting on a bench under the cocoa trees, I heard footsteps behind me. At first, I thought it was grandma so I didn’t bother to look back to see who it was. It wasn’t grandma. The sound of the footsteps seemed controlled. Then, my instincts communicated to me right away. It seemed the pe

"Who in the world are you, and what is this car accident about?" I asked, pulling on the handbrake with all my might. Still shaken, I stared at the crash site not far away, my back drenched in cold sweat. Someone with a voice identical to mine spoke through the phone. "Do not doubt me. I am you from three years in the future. That's why I know about all these." However, this felt absurd to me. I was convinced it was a tech-savvy voice-phishing scammer who was manipulating my voice.

I gasped as I looked back up at Xipher, and he smiled and softly nodded his head. “A storm is coming.” He said in a voice that sent dreaded shivers through my body as I turned, looking out over the glowing land. To Be Continued in BOOK THREE “GUARDIANS KINGDOMS”

"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?"

Better to stay dumb than to risk losing it all again to the corona of fleeting glimpses. Finally, I stood and pulled my backpack from the overhead rack, removing my notebook from the front pocket. While the others leaned in to see what I was up to, I opened the pad to a blank page and wrote the words Elephant Man at the top. It was crude, but it was a way of staying concentrated on the specific point. “Okay,” I said. “Let’s give him the full treatment. Him. His third twin. His evolução.” ***

Amber smacked his shoulder, “Leo what the fuck! You’re holding out on me! Why am I just hearing this story now?” He laughed, “I included them in the count, I guess I just never got around to telling you the details.” “This type of thing happens at the club all the time. Guys pay big bucks to have threesomes with twins. Once a session with a set of triplets went for seven figures I was told. But they were only on like loan to the club. They were like from Iceland and traveled the country making it fuckin’ rain.” “But that’s not real life. The club is merely an illusion,” said Grayson.

Thus, when I opened my eyes and confirmed that I had been reborn, the first thing I did was quickly transfer all my assets. Love was overrated. It would never be as dependable as money. Only what I held in my own hands truly belonged to me. Without prompting, Victor said, "Come to think of it, today's our third anniversary. I promise you that no one will disturb us this time." I nodded and said softly, "Whatever you say." Since I was being so understanding, Victor was naturally in a great mood. He even began making elaborate preparations in earnest, booking the best table at a restaurant and arranging a fireworks show.

Every time our bank account started gasping for air, money somehow appeared. But that was all Laney... Tonight, for the first time in a while, I felt a little ashamed. Not because of Laney. But because I secretly hoped Derrick wouldn’t come home early enough to pull me into one of his warm hugs and realize there was nothing beneath my clothes—no bra, no panties, nothing except bare skin hidden under office fabric. I stood by the roadside just outside LW Publishers, waving at every taxi that passed by, but none of them stopped. The city was beginning to drown in evening traffic. Headlights streaked across the road while distant horns and conversations blended into one endless noise. Office wo