Trinity Bandit Novels & Stories

I NEED BLOOD FOR BLOOD DAWSON'S POV~~ "What do you mean by they are burnt, a assigned you a job, only so I would visit my family to avoid suspicions and you are here telling me they are burnt, did I ever order you to kill them, I only wanted to teach them a lesson, oh shit" "I'm sorry sir" " Sorry for your mother" " Sir " " Right no you will not get the money to foot your mom's bill" " Sir... sir..." I disconnected, what have these rascal done, Mr.Bryan must surely find a way to track me.

All of us. I looked at Cassian. At Lysander. At Theron. Three wolves, three bonds, one impossible connection. The Triad Bond, I said. It is real. Cassian nodded. And it is why we will win. Together. A howl echoed through the valley. Close. Too close. The hunters had found the tunnel. We ran. We ran through the valley, through the trees, through streams and over ridges. The howls grew louder, closer, and I could feel the hunters at our heels, their hunger, their rage.

He buttoned his trousers with that terrifying, practiced efficiency, not even looking down as he wiped a stray bead of sweat from his forehead. "Asher, with me," Ethan commanded, his deep voice carrying the chilling weight of a general commanding a frontline unit. "We need to override the electronic masking arrays before they fire a tracking torpedo." "I'm going to tear Dominic’s throat out if he’s on that ship," Asher growled, his massive tattooed chest heaving as he grabbed his assault rifle from the floor. He cast one final, wild look at my bare, flushed body on the leather divan. "Stay here, doll. Don't you dare move from this cabin."

"Does your wolf need my hands to arrange a fast pack ride to the estate?" "No, the Mensah Clan already sent a black car for my boots." "Have a great time at the bonfire, then." Trinity flashes a fake, sweet smile, says a quick goodbye, and walks out of the Adebayo gates. But his boots don't go anywhere near the Mensah Moon Estate—instead, his car tails Seth’s alpha scent straight to the private rooms of the Valoria Ridge club.

He scoffed. There are a lot of things I heard while growing up that were just lies. Firstly I expected Alpha Jules to be more toxic but he wasn't and now wild wolves don't eat wolves. “Yes that's all I heard while growing up,” I sneered at him. “Let me guess, you are heading to Trinity’s pack?” he asked and I was shocked he knew my Destination. “How the hell do you know that?” I asked and he smiled at me. “Trinity’s pack is for those who I banished, we may be poor but we work hard and we don't eat wolves,” he explained and I was tempted to ask him about his crimes.

It's at this time as they find themselves back at the stream when they decide to split and follow different paths. The warriors led by Harrison will follow the southern route while the other triplets' friends will be led by Andrew and they'll follow the eastern route. Charles and his brothers will head to the west all alone, even amid protests from the rest. Only one warrior, a driver, will accompany them. They don't want anyone else to accompany them from there. The three groups finally come to an agreement and they decide to keep their mind links open so as to be able to discreetly communicate with each other.

Trip said. “You all got what you wanted. You wanted me to patch in, just not with the Warriors, right? I’ll let you in on a little secret, Trip. Blood will flow real soon. It will be the last MC war for a very long time, because I’m going to cut down every single person that had anything to do with the attack on my club, and trust me when I say, I’m the only person capable of keeping that promise.” “And you think the Reapers did this? Why the fuck would I want Bandit dead?”

"Surrender her, and your pack lives!" My stomach twisted into knots. Alpha Kieran. It had to be. The Blackthorne triplets emerged from the fortress entrance below me, and I gasped. They moved in perfect synchronization, three predators united by blood and purpose. Damon led in the center, his black fur gleaming like oil. Dominic flanked his right, slightly smaller but faster. Darius took the left, the largest and most brutal-looking of the three. "You dare attack Blackthorne territory?" Damon's Alpha command rippled through the air, so powerful that even I, locked away in my tower, felt the urge to submit. "You dare demand what is OURS?"

I open my bond with her, but she speaks before I can, “I’m sorry, your Highness. I know you didn’t have a choice and there seems to be a bit of a story behind the first time you marked her as well, but you will tell me when you are ready and trust me with that sort of information…” “I don’t want you to, but for her sake, can you sedate her? I don’t know if I will be able to control myself when the next wave hits.” Trinity nods and steps back over to her bag. She pulls out a small bottle and a needle; she inserts the needle into the bottle and fills it. Once it is to where she is satisfied, she removes the needle, gives it a couple of little flicks, and a small squirt comes from the end befor

*** *Maddox* Trinity carries all of our supplies as she rides on Antony’s back while he’s in his wolf form, the four of us men having shifted some time ago. It’s easier for her to hold the supplies as a human. The day passes in a blur, the landscape changing from wide, sweeping fields of gray grass to rocky, uneven rolling hills as we near the base of the valley where the temple should be. Where it will be, I tell myself with conviction. It has to be.