Triassic Cuddle Novels & Stories

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.

When Trist let go of Ynaria's leg, he had a chance to stand up and try to run away, but unfortunately Trist suddenly grabbed Ynaria's hair because the girl cried for it. "Trist, I'm hurt!" Ynaria sighed. "Can you just leave us alone." Please say so. Trist tightened his grip on Ynaria's hair because of the girl's scream. Trist squeezed Ynaria's stomach and leaned it against his chest. "I won't do the thing you want. As long as I don't own you!" Trist whispered in Ynaria's ear then kissed the girl's neck.

Jasper was in conversation with Mrs Troutridge, the name suited her, and her beauty therapist had gone overboard with the Botox. His mind wandered to a fantasy painting of Evadne Troutridge with a mermaids tail and her long blond extensions floating in the water and her humongous breasts bobbing up and down in the waves like a life jacket. She would be caught in a fishing net and struggling to get out to be with all her mini triplet Troutridges; Wayne, and Dwayne, "ooh I just had to call them after cowboys." She had told him breathlessly.

I revealed, her eyes widened even further and her grip on my hand tightened in excitement. “You’re kidding!” she exclaimed. “Details, give me all the juicy details! I want to know everything.” I blushed, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. “Well, they’re actually triplets,” I began, my voice trailing off. “Holy shit Vi, those are the Alphas of the Red Dawn Pack, aren’t they?” Tracy interrupted, her eyes widening in awe. How am I supposed to know that? Honestly, I had no idea about the Red Dawn Pack or anything like that.

I said with quite a warm voice than my response to his greeting. My response made him to brighten up not just because it was humorous, he inferred that I wasn’t against him petting my dog. “I’m not going hunting today. We are harvesting cocoa around our village. Today is a free day for the squirrels,” he replied, laughing. Before he finished speaking, I stroked the dog on the head. It was looking at me and wagging its tail all that while. “A day after a holiday is always a busy day. You won’t let the squirrels rest tomorrow,” I said, still stroking the dog.

Then, she talked to the voice in her mind, "I delivered it! Now, where's my reward! Wait, I should have a gift too!" The system responded, "Well, congratulation my dear guest! For completing the mission! Now, your reward is... Going back to the sperm race! Good luck!" "Wait, what?! I don't want to be a sperm again!" BEEP! _______ MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! THIS SPECIAL CHAPTER IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY THREE NOVELS! ~Kiera aka Santa from 'Trix System Unlocked: Butterfly Effect'~ ~The island with a woman and merman from 'I Want To Eat A Merman!'~

At that moment, Little Candy suddenly jumped into Caspian's arms, and the young Mirage White Tiger firmly grasped Caspian's chest, sticking out its tongue and licking his face. Little Candy's tongue was wet, and the papillae on the surface of its tongue were still really soft. As Little Candy licked on Caspian's face, he felt ticklish and numb. Knowing that the cub was bored in the Earring of Echo for a long time, Caspian still spent some time with Little Candy and played with it although he was about to practice soon.

With the utmost care, Finrir allows the sharp pointed fangs at the front of his bottom jaw to just graze Tritan's skin, conveying his intentions before proceeding further. Tritan relaxes in the comforting hold of Finrir's embrace, a contented and relieved smile gracing his face. Finrir, his resolve unwavering, closes his mouth around Tritan's wrist. His large, straight, pointed spiral fangs, reminiscent of miniature needle-sharp narwhal tusks, pierce Tritan's skin. With precision, Finrir takes only what he needs to complete the bond, his thumbs instinctively covering the small wounds to ensure that Tritan doesn't bleed.

"T-This is for me?" Cyrus nodded. "I have plenty more like it. And even rarer items, next-generation collectibles. As long as you stick with me, figurines, body pillows, and game cartridges won't be a problem. You'll get whatever you want." Cyrus had chosen the perfect bait for the perfect fish. Other rewards might fail with Thorgan, but this struck straight at his soul. "AWOOOO!" Thorgan lunged forward and hugged the Anama Rei figure to his chest. "Cyrus, are you a fellow nerd too? Then… Then do you like Airi?"

“When dragon mates combine their fire, it’s supposed to be an intimate moment between the two dragons, but it’s a way to heal your mate. Don’t worry, it won’t complete our bond or anything, but it’s been said that it brings you closer. When our fire combines, it lets out some kind of power that will engulf both of us as it heals you. I don’t really know what it will feel like. I’ve only seen it happen a couple of times. It’s kind of a private thing for most dragons. It might not even work with you being a wolf.” I smiled, he’s nervous. I don’t think I have ever seen Creed nervous. This must mean more to him than he’s letting on. “So, let’s try it. What’s the worst that can happen?” We finall