Tryst Companions Novels & Stories

” “Home??? Home??? You mean where you brought in my so called best friend in as your wife while I’m treated like trash?? You should have thought of that before you started acting foolish.” He looked at Adrian. “You think I don’t know what this is? You didn’t pick her because you care. You picked her to remind me who I answer to.” My mouth went dry. Adrian didn’t say anything. Damien laughed. “She doesn’t even know? She left with you and she doesn’t know my company sits under yours?” I looked at Adrian in shock. He didn’t deny it. “In my own driveway you said you could crash my company. I thought you were talking big. You meant it.”

TRISTAN'S POV The air in the car, once thick with the lingering scent of my own cologne mixed with Damien’s, now felt thin and cold, like the space between us. Only minutes ago, inside the lavish walk-in closet of our penthouse, his hands had tangled in my hair, his lips had burned a trail down my neck, and his words had promised a night of stolen passion after the Mayor’s Gala. Now, sitting beside him in the plush leather of the luxury sedan, it was as if a switch had flipped. The "friend mode" had activated, the one he reserved for public consumption, and I felt the familiar chill creep into my bones.

When Trist let go of Ynaria's leg, he had a chance to stand up and try to run away, but unfortunately Trist suddenly grabbed Ynaria's hair because the girl cried for it. "Trist, I'm hurt!" Ynaria sighed. "Can you just leave us alone." Please say so. Trist tightened his grip on Ynaria's hair because of the girl's scream. Trist squeezed Ynaria's stomach and leaned it against his chest. "I won't do the thing you want. As long as I don't own you!" Trist whispered in Ynaria's ear then kissed the girl's neck.

They were two very different things. “Have you never felt it? With Johnson?” Dagny prodded. I shrugged. “No,” I told her. “I’ve never felt the matebond with him. Not even when his wolves were mindlinking me.” She nodded, then she frowned. She narrowed her eyes and said in a hushed, reverent tone: “Trista, have you heard of the Lycan’s Erasthai?”

he said and left . “ Am I the only female here? “ I asked, a little uneasy “ Of course not, most of them came with their Luna or unmated spouses too, they're probably downstairs” Tristan explained,his hands sneaking under the table to put on my thigh. “ Relax, I'm not leaving you here okay” We waited in silence. ★★★

Looking at Kaist’s puppy eyes like this, it seemed like I would be a criminal if I rejected his offer… However, it had to be done. “Kaist, you and I -” “That’s right. You and this wolf are not fated mates, so all you need to do is to scram!” Because of the heavy rain, the sky was dim. I looked up at the figure coming closer to us, and I knew it was too late. My heart sank. Tristan has found me again, and this time, it wasn’t only him. He was accompanied by his lover and the rogues and vampires who captured us. He snarled and ran head on into Kaist, who was sitting just inches away from me. Kaist was barely able to hold his snout and fend him off after he charged full force at us.

"I sent him away, I didn't know that he was going to follow me. Now don't change the topic. Send her back! You clearly know what kind of women everyone else in here bring as their dates." "Whores!, sluts! and strippers. I know. Every woman in here is a whore. Including her" "What's wrong with you? Why are you doing this to her? Just because you lost something precious doesn't mea-" "If you're going to tell me how wrong I am! Then you can stop now. I'm sure that you know me very well!" Tristan said as he glared at his best friend since childhood Rowan knight. "Oh, Mr. Knight and Mr. Sanchez! What are you doing here? Come, let's have a drink!" Dylan Parker, invited both the men for a drink, un

Tristan groans into my mouth, ordering me, my body obeying and releasing as he laps me up. "Turn over for me baby" Nathanial breathes, his tone also leaving no room for discussion as I happily obey, turning to be on all fours as Tristan positions himself in front of me. His manhood is hard in front of my eyes, my mouth waters as I find myself hungry to taste him. "You ready for this Armina?" Nathanial asks, teasing me as he rubs his cock up and down me, my body begging for him to enter me. "Please" I beg, pushing myself backwards on him, Tristan rubs his cock against my lips, my mouth opening as he teases, pulling it back. "Tell me you want it" Tristan orders, m eyes meeting his as I lick my

Jasper hosted Lysander and Tristan in his pack house. He found out about Tristan’s undercover duties, the Institute and the fact that Tristan was Athena’s mate. Lysander also told his story and why he deflected to Dominion pack’s side. Jasper and Scarlett thanked their new allies and ensured they were comfortable. In the night, Tristan's body trembled, his muscles quivering like a leaf in an autumn gale. Wolf heat coursed through his veins, a primal fire that ignited every nerve ending. His senses came alive, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum.

Obviously felt no need to involve himself in their previous conversation on account of it either being too troublesome or too daunting even for him, Tristan continued to sip on his drink impassively. “I heard you will be partnering with Mr. Crouse, Hurst.” Chiri remarked, casually intercepting another glass of champagne from a serving tray as it breezed past. “I don’t need you meddling in my affairs, Banshee.” Tristan rebuked, once again recovering his unapologetically candid nature. Staring at his friend from over the rim of her glass, Chiri replied, “I agree.” Observing that her response had surprised him a little, she gave him an understanding smile as she added, “I trust he will be in go