Tres Veces Tu Novels & Stories

Me three. ***

Two shallow thrusts, then a deep stroke as he tapped her clit. She gasped. “You’ve never done this before.” “Been savin’ this secret love technique for a special occasion.” “What’s the occasion?” “It’s Tuesday.” Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. “Trevor!” Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. “It’s called circle of threes,” he panted.

“It’s ruled by three.” I blinked, my mind spinning. “Three?” I whispered, my voice trembling. She gave me a small, knowing smile. “You’re about to meet your Alphas.” My knees almostgave out, my heart pounding so fast I thought I’d faint. Three Alphas? What kind of curse had I walked into?

I took a deep breath trying to calm my heart. “I heard you talking. I know you love her" “Who?” “Ava. You have two beautiful children with her and she’s pregnant now, like when is she due?’ I didn't even know if I wanted to know the answer to that question. “Next month, but we are not together Olivia. We haven’t been before Izzie was born". I shook my head and stood up, how can you possibly get someone pregnant three times and not be together. “Bash come on, so she just keeps happening to get pregnant?” I laughed sarcastically.

On the way to our wedding, my fiancé got a hysterical call from his ex-wife. "Gavin, he's having another episode. He keeps crying for his daddy." This was the third time it happened. Each time we were about to get married, her son would have another psychosomatic episode. Gavin Grant looked at me hesitantly. I knew what he was thinking, so I nodded. "I'll get out. Go ahead." He clasped my hand gratefully. "I'm sorry, Vivian. I'll make it up to you." Before I could even steady myself, he was already telling the driver to turn around. Still in my wedding dress, I stood by the side of the road and hailed a cab. Then, my phone buzzed with a message from Gavin—he'd given me $100 million.

We just had to choose to stay. Together. Always. With three rings. And one star. Always north. Always returning to the same place. Always home.

“Just give it back and leave me alone.” He pouts, that fake sympathetic look that drives me insane. “But Mia-Mia, how am I supposed to leave my number one fan alone? You wrote my name thirty-seven times! That’s commitment. That’s obsession. Honestly, it’s kind of flattering. Creepy as hell, but flattering.” He turns to the growing crowd, arms spread wide like a ringmaster.

Oh yes, now it was finally making sense, he must have seen my address on my school I’d in my purse. “Are you having a party here Cassie?" Mom asked. “Nope, we're here to see my mate,” Caspian spoke. Mom froze, slowly turning to look at me. “Mate?” she nodded, glancing between us. “Shes your mate?” she asked Caspian." “Shes the mate to three of us.” Luka corrected, glaring at Caspian. “Always add that Thompson.” “Not one but three?” Mom asked again, getting a nod from Luka.

She claimed the baby in her womb was the reincarnation of an angel and that it needed the blessing of a mermaid to survive the birth. Alex believed her. He forced me to use the third sacred token to wish for Valentina and her baby’s safety. However, he did not know that a mermaid was granted only three wishes in her lifetime. Each one demanded an equal sacrifice. I made my first wish to save his life. In exchange, I traded my unborn child. I made my second wish to save his family’s business. In exchange, I traded all of my magic. The third wish would cost my life. I told him everything, but he did not believe me.

I stood frozen in the doorway, staring at the ruins of what I had carefully decorated. Henry had come running, kicked aside the broken decorations and balloons, and hugged Alice tightly, whispering for her not to hurt herself. He didn’t even notice the lettering on the fallen signboard that read: “Happy 3rd Anniversary.” That’s right. Today was our third mate bond anniversary. However, just like the past three years, the celebration was nothing but a joke. Henry and I had bonded as mates and broken it eight times throughout our three-year relationship. The last time we re-bonded was only a month ago.