Tristan And Rory Novels & Stories

RYAN I really really don’t want to leave Tristian all alone the morning after our wedding. I plan on spending the whole day with him. Probably we will get off again because I don’t think I will ever get enough of him. But then there’s my dad who I can never say no to. It irks me because despite him knowing that I shouldn’t leave Tristan since it’s morning after our wedding he still asks me to come over to the agency. I know that he doesn’t see this wedding as a real one but I do. I’m married to Tristan and it won’t be over until I say so. Not even after his father has paid off the debt.

Just in the midst of their tight closeness, Britney walked out from a nearby ward and Drake rushed out from a corner as he had been racing Rory to hand her the medications he had gotten. But upon seeing her closeness with George his heart shattered into a million pieces and he dropped the medicine bag to the floor, but fortunately the medicines were in plastics and not glass so they were fine even after falling to the tiled floor. Rory moved away from George the moment she sighted both Britney and Drake, but Britney was ready to fight, she had always had Rory in mind and had had it to her throat. “You bitch, how dare you flirt with my husband?” She grabbed Rory by the hair and began to pull

I let the argument distract me from my thoughts of Rory, listening to the two students bicker back and forth outside the door. “I know what you’ve been trying to do, Lisa!” a male voice I thought I recognized as Justin said in a whisper-yell. “I know what you were about to do too.” “You don’t know anything.” Lisa snapped back. “Besides, who cares if I was about to do what you’re thinking? Which I wasn’t, by the way. It’s not like you’re so perfect yourself and have never messed up. You cheated on Rory for a year! I don’t want to talk about Rory.”

"Before he goes, he wanted to finish this Zurich trip." Caroline smiled. "I think I know now, Zha. You are head over heels in love with those fictional characters who have been through a lot, like Romeo, the main male lead of The Fault In Our Stars and you are in love with Jack Dawson of Titanic too. You are in love with those characters who have been through a lot but still fought until the end. And Dion, from the things you have told me, he has been through a lot. And he is a tough one." My smile widens. Tears started to form at the corner of my eyes, I fought the urge when they are about to fall.

She’s said before she wishes we were able to spend more time together as a family, and I’m the closest to her and Dean in Eastwood, Indiana, but work keeps me busy, and I don’t feel like making the two-hour drive from my apartment to their house on my days off. My phone rings, and I pick it up off the table. Stacey’s name flashes across the screen, and I silence the call, letting it go to voicemail. “I thought you said you two broke up,” Rory says, arranging more figurines on her map. “We did.” “Then why is she calling?” Everyone looks at Rory. “What?” she asks and then shakes her head. “Obviously I know she wants a booty call. But I thought you were done with her. Like done-done.”

DRAVEN “Rory, come back!” I yelled. Rory giggled, running toward the flowers, her laughter echoing in the garden. “Catch me if you can, love,” Rory’s sweet voice drifted to my ears. I chuckled as I ran after her. Her laughter has always felt like a fairy’s twinkle dust and her voice sounded so beautiful. I caught up with her as I tackled her to the floor. She laughed and kissed me, the wind blowing her hair across her face as I tried to tuck it by the side of her ears.

I cautioned her, “Be careful with everything. You know how deep the waters run in the organization. Safety first, all right?” Trinity disdainfully said, “Stella isn’t that capable yet. Last time was purely an accident.” However, I had a frightening thought. If that were the case, some of Atlas’s investigations might be heading in the wrong direction. I glanced at Trinity and asked, “Do you have any news about Rory? Here, I can give you his photo.” “I already have it,” Trinity said, “There’s still no news about him. It seems the information about whether or not he’s alive may be inaccurate. Otherwise, my people would’ve found something.”

Lory arrived an hour and a half later with two bags hanging from her arms. "Your place is adorable," she said the moment she stepped inside, looking around with genuine warmth. "And it smells amazing." "Thank you." I felt relieved, leading her to the living room. We settled onto the couch. "Okay. First things first." I turned to face her. "Explain that Colby and Tristan test thing." She burst out laughing at the mention of it, telling me the background story between laughs. Back in high school, Tristan had been seeing a girl privately. Being Tristan, he wasn't a fan of people being in his business, so no one knew she was his girlfriend, including Colby, who ended up asking the same girl out.

I arched my back, giving him more access. "Perfect. Now, moan for me, darling." He smirked and went down on me. Oh, I will. I laughed and started to squirm as he began to kiss my inner thighs. I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through his damp hair, completely lost in him. I was engaged. Tristan Harris was my fiance. I was going to marry my high school sweetheart. Well, more like a High school enemy. How many of us would get that opportunity? One in a million, maybe.

He cut in, “Trouble, I know. Anything you have to say?” I gulped. “I'm glad you know, but do you know the reason why?” He raised a brow. “Tell me.” “Because they've all found a mate. Adrian, Alex and Arnold, they all share one mate.” “Wow,” he replied. “That's rare, but it's possible for triplets. So tell me who it is. Is it you?” My eyes grew large. I was shocked by his question. “No–” Even though I wished it was. “It's not me, it's someone else, you know.”