Three Musketeers Mha Novels & Stories

Students scattered away from him like he carried plague, though several were still filming, whispering gleefully about the spectacle. My irritation sharpened. I forced my eyes forward. “To the meeting.” The principal, the dean, and every other pathetic excuse for leadership at the Academy were already standing when we arrived, their faces pale, their hands fidgeting grotesquely. The long mahogany table stretched before us, polished until it gleamed, though the room still reeked faintly of fear. “Your Majesties,” the principal stammered, “it is an honour—” “Save your breath,” Lucien muttered, pushing past him and choosing his seat with a lazy flourish.

“It’s a long story but let me just warn you now, if you go after them, they’ll kill you.” He chuckled. “Perhaps you haven’t noticed, but I am not alone.” The warrior wolves behind him growled in unison to acknowledge his announcement. “I know you’re not alone but trust me, the triplet- Alphas are very strong. They will overpower you and my uncle’s warriors.” “Hush!” The Beta beside Antonio barked at me. “Triplet-Alphas? This is getting even more interesting,” said Antonio. “Where are they?” I pointed in the direction I was coming from. “They have a cottage on the outskirts of the mountain territory.”

Kyra instantly turned back to meet with these three handsome works of masculine art. Jake Romano, Jax Romano and Jace Romano. The three Princes of Golden Hill College!

Lucas replied smoothly, ignoring Matteo's barb as he took another step closer. I peeked from behind Matteo's shoulder and saw the man everyone had been avoiding talking about...the third alpha. Lucas Del Piero was taller than both Matteo and Calix. His skin was sun-warmed and lean muscle stretched over every inch of him. A faded scar carved its way down his neck, disappearing beneath the waistband of his low-slung black pants. He wore no shirt, and somehow that made him look even more dangerous. He moved like a god who'd grown bored with worship and now wanted to destroy.

This is a bonus chapter for the Mafia Academy and I promise you want to read it. While I have you, I need to thank you for reading about these three amazing couples. If you continued this far, I'm sure they are as special to you as they are to me. For Mr. Xavier's complete story and how he found himself at Rochester, you’ll want to read Hotter Than Hell available on GoodNovel. Xavier is the head of the desert crime syndicate when Madison enters his world. One day, I plan to write about his children.

51- “The Three Musketeers.” Adrian Moretti. “Okay, I did not want to say anything before--” Alpha Logan started, and from the way his tone is and his straying gaze to meet mine with furrowed brows that shows the wheels in his brain working at a faster rate than usual, I knew I would not like whatever will come past his lips.

Nora hesitated. Her mind was muddled, her thoughts sluggish. It took her a few seconds to think of what to say, and it was a rejection she thought was polite enough. "I don't want to trouble you, Director Mason." Mason chuckled. "Oh no, not at all. It's my pleasure that a beauty like you would allow me to lead you to your room." The hair on her neck rose at the overly-familiar tone, and she seemed to regain even more clarity as she shook her head again, but with more force. "No—"

I smile as my men join me and we stretch out on the custom built swing that fits four. My three mates are the best men I know and all mine. Till we meet again get fucked my friends and get fucked often. I know I will and I got three hot alphas to do me right. My three mates will always be my three of everything. The End

"I will call both of them to meet, and then you will reject them one after the other in my presence. I will not let you be alone with them. Once that is done, I am certain that you will not feel this way again." Anna thought about how she was going to face Matt and Evans and felt even more guilty. She closed her eyes. "This is going to be very difficult," she said. Alex stroked her hair, "I know it's unusual that you have three mates. I have personally never heard of it before, and... I'm ashamed to even talk about it in public. Otherwise, I would have Perhaps gotten to know more about it. However, this is for the best. I cannot share you, just as I would not ask you to share me."

The one that usually comes before something either really romantic or really violent? Yeah. Definitely not romantic. I paused at the edge of the alleyway and looked up. I saw seven guys. Seven very large, very serious-looking guys. They were all dressed in dark hoods. They were carrying enough weapons to invade a small village. One of them had a freaking mace. A mace. Who the hell carries a medieval weapon in the middle of a city? I took a sip from my whiskey bottle and blinked. "Huh. Seven. That’s cute.”