Trouble Three Novels & Stories

The triplets had wreaked havoc in the museum as my mind replayed the sound of fists being thrown, the screams, the shutter of the camera, the groans, growls, and most importantly the sound of statues crashing down. It was so crazy that I couldn’t stop questioning why the moon goddess would entangle me with such troublemakers. Why couldn’t I live such a perfect life without the continuous drama from either the triplets, Nerissa, or even Landon—What was even Landon’s deal? Why was he bent on getting me into trouble? Why couldn’t he control the things that he would say around me instead of getting me into trouble all the time? I couldn’t just handle the thought that I was the reason the museum

“We don’t celebrate so loud we attract a sequel. We just… keep going.” Alex nodded. He poured coffee. Troy stole the first sip from his mug out of habit and got a look for it that wasn’t actually annoyed. Outside, Friday traffic moved. Inside 3B, the professional tug had been answered in three lines and a closed loop—and the life they were building remained, stubbornly, ordinary enough to protect.

“It’s a saying. Bad things always happen in threes. First the power outage in the bathroom, then the snake, and now this – your computer. That’s three things. So the good news is, nothing else bad should happen now.” I knew he was trying to make me feel better. And it WOULD have made me feel better. IF he’d been right…

“Everything’s beautiful. Mitchell said there are three islands. What’s the third one?” “The third one is Noa’lati. It’s where all the rich snobs live,” he shrugs, before giving me a sly grin. “In fact, Jordan lives there.” I roll my eyes and take my plate over to the sink. “What about you? Anyone you’re seeing?” I ask. “Nah. I’m thinking I’ll have to go travelling to find Mr. Right. There’s no one cool enough here to match my awesomeness,” he says with a stupid grin on his face.

Makayla explained with a shrug. "Noted. I suppose I can't argue with that." I tapped my fingers against my cards, studying her. “My turn. Do you have any threes?” She sighed dramatically and handed over a three. “Lucky guess.” I smirked, taking the card and placing my pair on the table. “And my question for you—what’s something most people don’t know about you?” Makayla hesitated, twirling a loose strand of hair between her fingers. “Hmm… I can solve a Rubik’s cube in under two minutes.”

Olivia stood back and looked at me. “You want to talk Bash?” she asked me and I stared into her beautiful eyes. I didn’t, I was over this and I was over having to share her. I looked down thinking for a minute, if I stopped this it means I would have to give up Olivia and that I certainly didn’t want to do. If I had her I had to share her with Blake, it killed me and all I wanted was Olivia to be mine, completely mine. We had been a threesome for the last year and it was clear I was the only person with the problem. I think I would feel even sicker if I had to watch her be with Blake and not me. Me and Blake had been best friends since we were kids, we had shared a few women and Blake had gi

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.”

Manor POV " 1 minute 19 seconds!! Oh! Shi***!! Where is it?! Where's her link?! " Troublemaker yelled as he kept glancing between his watch and the elf. We all panicked as we strain our eyes to see through the transparent multicolor barrier, all but Bug. Bug had his eyes closed as he waved his antennas around focusing on something. He suddenly dashes through the barrier. " BUG!! What the hell?!"

We are taller than him but right now his alpha aura is so big that is making me feel like a little pup. “You two are behaving like two children, and I am not having it anymore, your mother”, he says and I cross my arms in front of my chest and I cough. “She”, I start and he looks at me with the most stern look I have ever seen. Dad has never looked at us like that and that’s when Colt links me and tells me to cool it down, dad is upset because mom has been away for the past three months and he misses her and their link is killing him slowly.

We also turned off our GPS so they wouldn't be able to track us down, good thing dad didn't ask or I think he forgot. "Uh, is there something wrong? You guys seemed to be in a serious discussion." Francis noticed. Dad took a deep breath, "Yes, this is a serious discussion, Francisco. We are facing another trouble again." "Huh? What trouble?" I asked. I was already in trouble with Zhanaia and then there was more? Can't I get a break? My mind was starting to think of the possible kind of trouble when dad spoke again my whole being just rattled.