Triple Baka Characters Novels & Stories

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.

Finally, I was whole. But, when I returned to the water's edge to cool off, the scent hit me like a punch to the chest. It was intoxicating, addictive, smelling of damp earth and sandalwood. I snapped my head around and lost my breath. The Alpha Triplets were there, emerging from the shadows like ghosts: Liam, Dean, and Ryan. They surrounded me with slow, predatory steps, their golden eyes glowing in the darkness, fixed on my every move. "Mate," they said in unison, their voices vibrating in the air.

"So, first I go with Neu's character. His name was Kei Hiyama, He was in the guild for a long time ago and he still protecting the base till now with the rest of the other guild members. Then, about Lolita. Her name was Minato Lolita, the same goes for Hiyama she was an old guild member that still living in the guild to protect it. Her teammate was Hiyama and both of them go on a quest together." After hearing Hikari introducing their character to them, they can tell that it looks like their character didn't have any connection to Hikari's character. So they asked Hikari about it "Then, what happen to your character? Reincarnated?" Hikari shooked his head and says that was not it. Since both

The moment his eyes landed on me, flanked by the towering, dangerous silhouettes of the Blackwood triplets, his terror twisted into a mask of pure, humiliated rage. "You... you bitch!" Richard yelled, his voice echoing off the corrugated steel walls as he stumbled down the iron stairs toward the floor. "I knew it! You’re nothing but the ramera of the Blackwoods! You crawled into their beds just to steal my company, didn't you? You boring, pathetic loser!"

"Haba bright, why will you say it's only Cynthia that you care about? Let him know about Charity too. You know I like her, haba, you don't have to be selfish always." Sani said with his funny Hausa accent. Sani was the second friend of Bright, he was a fair, tall, and skinny boy, he also had a crush on one of Cynthia's friends, Charity. Cynthia and her friends were also known as the "Triple Cee", the third friend among the Triple Cee was Chinwe. The triple Cee was the most popular group in the school, they were made up of three girls, Cynthia, Charity and Chinwe, they were called the triple Cee because their names all began with the letter "C".

BBP |•| CAA RUNDOWN 3 CHARACTERS AND SUPERNATURAL IDENTITIES The characters will be called in no particular order, although will be slit to their various classes after the names. The '?' Stands for unknown. Those characters tagged as BBP new age pantheon are made up character representing the gods surrounding the BBP story. 1) John Ozais Screeman Being : Supernatural Specie : ? Role : MC 2) Khloe Dave Being : Supernatural

I snap out of the hold when he doesn’t release it. Letting my own chains fall. “Or should I say monster? You nikka,” posers, impostors, fakes, “say that it takes a scarier monster to face the evils of this world. The only scurge I see is you, Bunta.” weak, talent less little bitch. Chobo or Chaba is similar, but it’s more like calling someone a moron in a sweet way rather than a deceptive little cunt like bunta or bunto is. “Creta.” Tripp lunges, calling me the next most insulting word to chervil there is.

She gestured to a seat beside her, and I sat down, my back stiff. "It's good to see you again, Liya," she said, her voice softer than I remembered. "You too, Luna Hana," I mumbled, unsure what else to say. We sat in silence for a moment, my mind was playing memories of when she was still with my father, and another part wondered what was on her mind. Finally, Hana spoke. "The triplets," she began, "they are not who we… who you think they are." My eyebrows shot up. "What do you mean?"

I adapted to a life I was so sure I didn’t want to be a part of and now knowing it was getting closer and closer to end always caused my heart to skip. They were good to me, like they promised they were going to be. They were patient enough to see me learn even though because of them, I mostly got distracted. Their pack wasn’t as terrifying as I expected it to be as well. Knowing I was a warrior seemed to have given me an edge because I wasn’t bullied nor did I have to hear any snide remarks about why I was always with the triplets or even why I lived with them. With the triplets being identical to each other, I had come to understand fully the nature of their personality – what ticked them,

The music stopped for a second as the three of us walked in with Elena. "Boss is back!" someone shouted. I led Elena through the crowd toward the center of the room. I kept my arm hooked tightly around her neck, pulling her into my side. "Listen up!" I yelled over the noise. "This is Elena. She’s the Old Lady of the Triplets. You treat her with the same respect you give me, or you’ll have to deal with all three of us." A cheer went up, but I saw one guy standing near the bar who wasn't cheering. He was a member of a rival crew we did business with, a big guy with a scarred lip. He took a long sip of his drink and looked Elena up and down.