Tristan Tales Novels & Stories

"At the heart of the desert lies the lands of the Tuariz. Tuarland is the greatest kingdom in the desert lands and one of the only two kingdoms that were not conquered by the second Mashirotzu, Mikato Sanada. "Mikato launched a war against the whole of Mundillum after his brother, the first Mashirotzu was betrayed and murdered by the Elves of Prasiemgard. Mikato's wars led to the birth of the largest and strongest empire in the known history of Mundillum.

"I dreamed that I met Tristan. He was holding Alleta Wolfrentie's daughter. They were both wearing white clothes. He handed the princess to me and told me that day he had gone aimlessly. He was only thinking about how to get the princess to wake up from her suspended animation. walking further and further and he didn't realize that danger was coming to him. His mind was full of images of the princess. He felt guilty. Suddenly, he fell into the abyss. When he opened his eyes, he saw princess Alleta Wolfrentie standing in front of him. He held out his hand to the princess's hand. The princess held her hand with a smile. He woke up and the princess took him to a place he had never known before.

I swallow the sound clawing up my throat and whisper, raw and shaky, "Please... don’t stop." I take them both, breath ragged, brain fucking static. Every time the Beast slams up into me, it shoves me straight into the Gentleman’s hips, and when he drives forward, I’m dragged right back down onto the Beast again. It’s a rhythm of wreckage. I don’t know who’s inside me where, I just know I’m full. The Jester slides onto the bed beside me. His fingers hook under my chin, lifting my face until our eyes lock, mischief in his grin, hunger in his stare.

Plus it was nice to feel cute. After three hours of ringing up customers The twins, Tammy and Tara, showed up with Bitchzilla Morgan. But being at work meant keeping a smile on her face as she greeted them. Eyeing the very scantly clad women who were showing off everything they had. Alice was sure that even though Morgan and Jared have been on and off for a few years now she knew both were sleeping with others. How can anyone be in a relationship like that? Also, she felt sorry for their mates.

Her heart ached as she headed to the only place she could think of right now. Tristan shifted into his human form as he returned from his hunt. The other warriors all greeted him as he headed to his room. He was tired , he planned to freshen up and then go meet Haven, his love. He smiled as he remembered his confession last night. Haven was the only woman he wanted, he fancied her since they were children but he never had the courage to speak up till last night.... He entered his small room, Haven's scent still lingered from last night's event. He couldn't wait to see her tonight.

“You. Me. Him.” Yvette nodded slowly. “The three of us. We’re the trinity.” Tristan’s voice was grave. “And if one of us breaks?” Yvette closed the book. “Then Elias wins.” --- The night dragged on. Yvette couldn’t sleep. Her dreams were laced with fire and water. Screaming and silence. Faces that shifted into her own. She sat outside on the porch as dawn approached, Branwen’s diary cradled in her lap. Tristan joined her silently, sitting beside her with two mugs of bitter tea. The sky was a dull gray, clouds like bruises.

"Since this is how you see me, then from today onward, we'll go our separate ways. Adrian, this wedding is off." I turned to leave, but Vivian called after me. "Wait, if you're leaving, then return the ring Adrian gave you." She pointed at the ring on my finger. Adrian custom-made this for me. His so-called "true love tests" had started half a year ago and had lasted until now. During that time, I endured endless torment, and there were moments when I wanted to give up. But the last time I brought up breaking up, he lost his temper completely and smashed everything in his house before storming out in a rage.

In those moments Ynaria suddenly burst into tears, because what she knew about the restless and constantly troubled souls did not work. Ynaria closes her eyes tightly in the hope that the souls will disappear behind her. Feel the edge of her tears and the trembling of her lips. From its dilation, it has completely weakened causing it to fall down sitting on the tiles. Her feeling returned to normal. Although he did not fail, there was still the fear in his chest that the ghosts might touch him again at any time. TRIST was snatching documents when a cold object grabbed his shoulder, causing him to stop. Trist didn't even see the fear, he just sighed, at the same time as he closed his eyes. He

IN A faraway land near the east, where the southern border is located, a man who is on a mission to save his life and lineage is desperately clinging on the side of the door as he hurls his guts out. 'I don't know why but I knew that I was never good with traveling. Why did I decide to ride a carriage instead of using the scrolls?' He regretfully thought as he hurls again. Tristan was regretting his choice right now but this was all because of Bastian, who had a bet with him that he will never be able to make it to Duke Versormer's territory alive.

After that encounter, I tried desperately to avoid him. Lucky for me, he hadn’t summoned me again right away. I sat alone, trying to plan my way out of this predicament. I already had my future mapped out. Work until I was twenty-five. Find a matchmaker. Marry a human man. Have children. Live a quiet, safe life. King Baldwin was not part of that plan. I had never accounted for an obsessive king who seemed determined to pull me into his bed.