Three-body Problem Trilogy Novels & Stories

"Zy. . . " She finally realised Dale had some conflict with his relationship with Zyah. Suddenly she also felt worried for the young woman. Even though she doesn't always associate with Zyah she knows her. She appeared happy but had a very soft heart. She feels that the young woman is going through a lot given this situation. The weight on her chest has doubled since the two had a place on her heart. "Zy, I love you. . ." Lydia couldn't stop sobbing again. She witnessed the love of the two, how much they loved each other. They were each other's soulmate. Now that there is a problem mediating their relationship, she is aware of the extreme pain and grief it has caused the two.

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!

I pull out slow, stand, fix my sweatpants. She opens her eyes. Pure black. Then they fade back to blue. She smiles with Samantha’s mouth. Three bodies now. And the house is still asleep. Perfect.

In as much as she had always tried to keep her feelings under control for years now it just busted out open in a day… in such a way she can’t even deny it. The triplets were attractive, not just attractive. They were dangerously sexy, Their perfect faces and flawless bodies were impossible to ignore. Especially those tight muscles, she had tried to keep her feelings under control, reminding herself that she was insane for finding three men attractive and having feelings for them, or the fact that they may have girlfriends.

Liam let out a soft laugh and playfully tousled my hair. "Selena, it's been ten years. You've grown distant from me!" I pretended to be annoyed and pushed his hand away. "Ugh, you've ruined my hair again!" It was as if we had been transported back to the days when the three of us were thick as thieves. Once my fever recovered, Liam stuck by my side, helping me pick up all the essentials I needed to get by.

So I’m a witch at the moment. I don’t know why but since I found out I’m not only a werewolf I can’t seem to have the presence of more than one power. If I’m a witch then no one can sense the werewolf and vampire within me and I also can’t use their powers, which also goes to any power I have at the moment. Aron said I’m the first encounter he has with a tribrid so he is not sure if I have an issue with my core or this is just what all tribid deals with. I know for sure that hybrid can use both of their power.

"The rarest gift the old mythology acknowledged. A Luna whose soul was large enough to hold two bonds simultaneously without either being diminished by the other." Myla was quiet. "In the old packs," the elder continued, "when a dual bond Luna was found, it was not seen as a complication. It was seen as a completion. Two alphas whose combined strength and the Luna who held them together created something the wolf world called a triad bond. Not a love triangle. Not a choice between two. A third thing entirely. Something that could not exist without all three parts." She felt it land in her chest with the particular weight of things that rearrange understanding.

nice. “You know not finding your mate doesn’t mean something’s wrong with you, right?” he says. “Bella didn’t have her mates when she took over. Neither did Diego, or Erick. Chris’s mate wasn’t with her for months. And most of the trios didn’t have their full bond when they stepped into their roles.” “I know, okay?” I say. My voice is sharp, but the frustration is aimed at myself, not him. “I just... I hoped for something different.”

The guardian’s eyes glowed brighter. SOUL. POWER. DESTINY. The chamber shook. Ash flinched as another crack on his arm sealed shut. Arthur’s grip tightened until it almost hurt. The guardian lowered its head. YOU THREE NOW STAND AS ONE. A TRIAD. THE FIRST IN A THOUSAND YEARS. My heart stopped. Arthur whispered, “A… triad?” Ash closed his eyes, voice trembling. “A three-fold bond. One heart shared between three people. One power source. One fate. If one of us falls—”

War would cripple us before we had even secured the succession. And then I had to face the real problem. Not the girl. Not Aisla. My sons. Three of them, bound to her like fools in a fairy tale. Three heirs where there should only ever have been one. The bond had fractured them already. It would destroy them if I allowed it. Unless I cut it out at the root. I summoned Elaria that night, and she came quickly, eager as always, with eyes sharp with ambition she thought she hid. "You have been watching her," I said, not looking up from the fire.