Novel & Cerita Triple X Series

She grabbed his arm, looking anxious, and said, "Charlie, I love you." Charlie Sr. tried to force a smile as he embraced Margret. She began speaking, revealing that X was the leader of a notorious Hactivist organization that had exposed numerous companies and sold sensitive information on the black market. Charlie Sr. was taken aback by this revelation, realizing that X was the most wanted person in the world, with a bounty worth billions of dollars. He couldn't believe that his own son was capable of such incredible feats. It dawned on him why his grandmother was so keen on grooming Celestine as the successor to the family business.

Book 1 is completed! Thank you for everyone who still reads this novel! And I'm glad I could finish this book! Looking forward for another story to make and current stories to finish too! Book 1 = Trix System Unlocked: Butterfly Effect [Completed] Book2 = Trix System Unlocked: Love At Worlds [soon] Book 3 = Trix System Unlocked: System War [soon] Book 4 = Trix System Unlocked: Final Wish [soon]

“Then… what happens now?” Jax leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. “Now we stop hiding it. We want to make you feel good. All three of us. Whenever you want. However you want. No more bets. Just us making our girl moan and cum until she can’t think straight.” Theo’s hand rested lightly on my hip. “And we’ll keep telling you how beautiful you are. How much we love your soft curves. How perfect your pussy feels when it gets wet for us.”

"Who am I serving?" The door of the middle SUV opened. A guy stepped out, looking like he had just walked off a runway in Paris, except for the fact that his eyes were glowing a dangerous, predatory gold. He looked at me, and then he looked at the other two cars. Two more guys stepped out. They were identical. Sharp jawlines, messy black hair, and that same terrifying, beautiful face. The Triplet Heirs. The Blackwood brothers. Lucius, Silas, and Jax. They were the future of the werewolf world, and they were famous for being the most ruthless, arrogant, and cruel men alive.

They were interested in the bloodline. "The blind items are no longer blind, Dante," Elias Thorne said. He tapped a vintage fountain pen against the table, the sound like a metronome in the silence. Thorne was eighty, a relic of Silas’s era who viewed the company as a holy see and the family name as its scripture. "The Chronicle isn't naming her yet, but they’re talking about 'The Triplets in the Tower.' The market hates a vacuum, and right now, the vacuum is your personal life. It’s making the investors nervous."

"The trauma you sustained also affected one of the triplets you were carrying. Unfortunately, despite our best efforts, we were unable to save that baby, and surgery was necessary to remove the fetus…" My breath hitched. Triplets. I had been carrying triplets, a miracle I never dared to dream of, and now one was gone. A sob tore from my throat, a sound filled with such raw pain that it seemed to pulse through the sterile walls. It soon morphed into a series of wracking cries that made my body convulse as I gasped for air.

Tim joined in. Sapphire sighed and Mrs. Persimmon laughed, this was one of the troubles of having triplets. She crouched in front of them and nodded. “Okay I promise, we are going to climb each and everyone of your options but now we just decide which one to go first.” She said and hey started yelling their options again but she quickly held up a finger. “I know! Rock, paper, scissors. We climb the winners’ ride first.” She said and they squealed excitedly.

Caleb leaned over the back of the divan, his long fingers expertly finding my swollen knot, his thumb striking it with a torturous, rhythmic precision that synced perfectly with every single one of Asher’s deep, brutal strokes. "You're ours," Caleb whispered perversely against my ear, his hot breath sending shivers rushing down my spine. "Every drop of your pleasure belongs to this house." I locked my fingers into the leather cushions, my body vibrating with an intense, suffocating wave of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. The darkness behind my eyelids flared with white-hot sparks as the combined assault of the three triplets pushed me straight toward the edge. My inner walls clamped tightly aro

, Colt says, and I shake my head, cleaning my mouth on the sleeve of my sweater. "Gum?", I ask, and chase grabs some from his pocket and passes it to me. I put it in my mouth, and I can feel Silver coming back. She is wiggling her tail, and she is smiling. I can see the way she is looking at the twins. Eww. "Who did this to you?" Chase asks again s we get into the car.

Trevor said to him with clenched teeth, trying to not get angry at him. The two guards continued chatting, but using a side-eye to look at the both of them. Denver looked at Trevor as he pulled out another cigarette from his pocket. He held it between his fingers and stretched his hand backward. One of the guards walked to him and lit the cigarette for him. Trevor scoffed at this and looked at them each one by one. Was this a planned thing between the three of them? Or between them and Malcolm?