Tris And Four Novels & Stories

I liked that. With them, Travis, my brothers and Alessia, we had a team of ten. Travis was bent over a huge map in the middle of the room. “We’ll go in two choppers but there will be three in the air,” he said, using salt and pepper shakers and a television remote to represent the helicopters. “The first one is the diversion. It will have Dr. Strong on it. Remember, he’s not part of the team but he’s a friendly. Do not engage with him.” He looked hard at me and I nodded. I understood. Don’t hurt the civilian.

“How can I be your mate and Forrest’s mate if everybody just has one person?” The guys all fall silent and look between each other. I wonder if they’re having a silent conversation with one another through their mind connection. “We don’t know why, but you have four mates,” Forrest eventually says out loud. Four mates. Four. Not just two. Somewhere, deep down, I knew it already. But feeling it and knowing it are two very different things.

It seems like it's been a long time since they haven't been together based on how well they greet each other. I'm a little out of place, huh. But in fairness, Aivan knows how to laugh, too? But of the five, he is the quietest. "Let's go?" Tristen's said a few minutes after we all ate. It looks like Tristen is really the only one out going in them. The four men just nodded. "Okay, see you there then." Tristen's big smile. Oh, we won't come there in just one vehicle. Oh well, they all have own car.

“Yeah, the world’s a very complex place, man. There are couple that people call throuple.” “Throuple? And what does that mean?” “It’s three people in a committed relationship.” “Oh, damn. I didn’t know about that.” “Yeah, you’re still young and I’m judging based on your skin.” Tristan divulged. “How old are you again?” Tristan asked and I got nervous for a while. “Twenty. I’m twenty.” I ended up lying to him and I don’t even know why.

were his final words. I knew he was truly going to be back in the evening. He was hooked somehow. To every young man, a first talk about girls is like taking an intoxicating liquor in a cold weather; it warms away your cold feelings, and at the same time gives you that foolish, undefined feelings of happiness.

He glanced at her and whispered, "Don't worry, baby. No one in this world can separate us. The Styles and Miller families are nothing in my eyes!" Angela's eyes widened. "Hubby..." Jate turned around and snarled at Jimmy Miller and Mico Styles, "You guys have frightened my wife! Get on your knees and apologize to her!" Huh? He's getting them to apologize? Everyone else around the hall was stunned. How unreasonable! Mico Styles face darkened, and he calmly said, "I guess you want to do this the hard way. Big four, go ahead and teach him a lesson!" Among Mico Styles's subordinates, the Big four were the strongest. The team consisted of Ram, Chris, Klien, and Rod. They were childhood sworn brot

“It is a journey of power. You have to join forces with the Blue Britain pack and the Purple Front pack. Gather up to three hundred people and until then, you would know what next to do or you can summon me back then. If not.” she said and vanished into thin air. Trevor was stunned where he sat down. This was not what he was expecting. He had thought it would be something about some people trying to overrule them and did not expect it to be joining forces with other packs. And to talk about it, the Blue Britain and Purple Front pack, they were known to be the strongest packs in the wolf world.

"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.

I cannot live without them. Alpha Hunter stirs beside me, and I turn to face him. I trace the outlines of his face with my finger. His defined jaw and sharp cheekbones. I still find it hard to believe that I have this handsome, loyal, and caring man by my side. I have four of them—okay, minus Killian because I don’t see him filling out any of those qualities, but he’s cool in his own way. I snort. What am I saying? The man is barely managing to tolerate me.

“I know you better than any of them. You think they see you clearly, but they don’t. They see the version of you that fits their idea of loyalty and love. I see the part of you that wants more.” My voice came out sharper than I meant. “You think wanting more means I have to betray them?” His gaze softened, until it turned almost pitying. “No. It means you’ll have to choose.” I stared at him, not saying anything for a while. Then I heard the sound of footsteps coming down the hall before I could reply. Heavy, hurried steps. The doors burst open, and suddenly, the triplets were there. Axel, Roman, and Zade were all wild-eyed, like they’d run straight through a storm to get here.