Unholy Trinity Glee Novels & Stories

Then I jabbed him slightly in the side with my elbow. “You can do that. I am not breaching the contract.” I whispered to him, smiling so it looked like we were teasing each other. He shot me an amused look before straightening as the officiant cleared his throat. “Dear beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Lucas Alexander Hayes and Elizabeth Grace Lancaster,” the officiant started, and I blanked, not listening until the officiant started the vows. “Will you, Lucas Alexander Hayes, take Elizabeth Grace Lancaster to be your lawfully wedded wife, to stand beside her through every joy and hardship, to love, honor, and cherish her, in sickness and in health, for richer or po

That afternoon they held the private ceremony. The nursery, because she'd asked for it there — not a formal room, not the rooftop, the nursery. The room with the three white cribs in a row and the cream walls that caught the afternoon light and the faint pine-and-winter smell of Dara's protective runes still settled in the plaster. Just the two of them. And the three in the cribs, awake and watching. Sorin had written the renewal vow — shorter than the contract, stripped to its bones, the words that the prophecy required spoken freely in open light. The afternoon sun came through the single nursery window and lay in a stripe across the floor between them.

I have a very low tolerance for alcohol, which was why we're still on our third bottles because Megan's scared I'll get drunk and lose myself. “Holy hit, this is our song, Ella!” Megan exclaimed as she shakes my shoulder. I broke into a smile after listening to the first few lines of the song, then sprang up and stood on my chair. “I love you, Ed Sheeran!” I shouted as Ed Sheeran's 'shape of you' was playing loudly. I jumped off the chair, and grabbed Megan's hand. “Come on, let's go shake what our mama gave us, yeah?” “Yeah!” she agreed.

So her dad gives her the messed up one first. "Karlo has just phoned me; he wants to move up the wedding." ...What...The...Fuck... I hear an awful sound coming from the bedroom...Ya...Trinity is throwing a tantrum. This is the worst I have ever heard of them...The girl is pissed... "I am not marrying that asshole." "Trinity, you will do as I say, do you understand me?" "I do not want to step up one day and be with a man that makes my skin crawl. Why can't I be with someone like Colton?"

“Look at you. You’re glowing!” "Okay, Tri, please stop talking!” I scoffed, and she laughed—a genuinely happy laugh that filled the air. It caused me to smile too. “Why do people always lie about the glow after sex? It’s not real,” I scoffed. “So you did have sex with Hardy?” she gasped. “Stop acting surprised. Like you didn’t see him running out this morning or whenever, you see everything.” Trinity smiled, but her smile slowly faded. “Well, he stormed out of here by four a.m. this morning. He looked pissed and still reeked of expensive alcohol.

he asked, with narrowed eyes. I nodded, unable to find the right words, as my throat suddenly felt dry from staring at his chest. "You want to be humiliated, Deirdre, even though I don't have the right tools here to do that. But I would be kind enough to show you the best humiliation you can get if you let me," Matteo said, his voice taking on a professional tone. The way he said it made it sound like something one might want to do every day. It was my dark fantasy, and it could be painful, or so I'd heard when I confided in Kelsey, my best friend, who was the only one who knew. Now, the world knew.

He would use that against them and make them earn his usage of their names. It was Heath that responded. “Heath Gale, Cameron Edison, and Rhett Salem of the Les Guerriers Sanctifies Triquetra,” he said tightly. “We have an accord with the Concordia,” he added, reminding Talen that there would be consequences for him if Talen was to strike out against the Triquetra, protecting his mates.

What was going to happen? Helena stood in the university school supplies store, looking at the plastic jewelry box with nervousness. Along with notebooks, pencils, and all manner of tools a student would need, the store sold rosaries and other religious talismans. The one that Helena was looking at was a medallion with the Triquetra symbol¬–the circle entwined into a three-sided loop, also known as the trinity knot. It was a Celtic take on the Holy Trinity, with the three corners representing the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Normally she would have gotten another crucifix for the one that Xavier destroyed, but she had to believe what he told her about it. It did make sense, the Antichrist wo

Maybe because it was. Kylan gazed into my eyes for a while longer, then let out a low chuckle. I’m sure he must’ve felt the same. It was something only the two of us could understand. A harsh scoff from across the circle cut through, and I didn’t need to look to know who it came from. Kayden… “Well, I don’t have any secrets!” Trinity spread her arms. “As you can tell, I’m an open book. I can keep secrets, but I don’t really have them myself!”

she mumbled, her words barely above a whisper. Matheus nodded his head and once more rephrased his words. “I, Matheus Thorne, Gamma of the Hallow Pack, accept you Aurora Donald as my mate.” Matheus stated, his words so audible that the music playing in the background came to an abrupt halt as the entire crowd now stared at Aurora and the three brothers. “I won’t accept you as my mate, and most certainly not my Luna,” Orion spat fiercely. “What! Is she mates to Alpha Orion and his brother Matheus?”