Unholy Trinity Glee Novels & Stories

But underneath the veneer of celebration, a sense of unease lingered, fueled by the shocking revelation that had just been exposed. As Christine stood frozen in place, her tear-streaked face a mask of sorrow and resignation, the guests whispered amongst themselves in hushed tones. The news that she had been cheating on her husband, Robert, with her boss, Welbeck, sent shockwaves through the room, leaving everyone reeling from the bombshell that had been dropped. Robert's eyes widened in disbelief as he turned to face Christine, his voice barely above a whisper. "Christine, are you trying to tell me that the triplets are not mine?" he asked, his words heavy with betrayal and hurt.

Hunter, always connected mentally to Trent through the bondmate link, shares in the happiness that fills Trent's heart, feeling the depth of emotion and the beginning of something beautiful between the three of them. In a moment of unbridled affection and happiness, Trent leans down and claims her mouth with his, sealing their newfound connection. The trio looks forward to their journey through the abyss, knowing that together, they are stronger and ready to face whatever challenges come their way.

They almost gossiped about everything – love and sex life, achievements, failed and successful marriages. Thrice, I heard my uncle’s wife and Eben's mother gossiping about how one beautiful woman in the community so much loved coition, and her inability to conceive a baby. Also in the community was the practice of sorcery. While majority of the people who claimed to be Christians practiced it secretly, a few others were known for dabbling in the occult. Some were believed to use it to farm, and others for protection. Esther’s father and brothers were known in the community as men who so much dabbled in the occult. Many of the villagers feared them, but I knew them to be good men, men who rea

“Do you know Let It Go? Can you sing it? Pretty please? Can you make ice come out of your hands too? Please, Uncle Zane!” Trinity stood up from the blanket we had laid out on the grass and started singing and twirling around, her tutu skirt swirling around with her. It reminded me of Elura and Wynter. Trinity would gush if she ever saw the two because she’d think they were really Elsa. “Yeah, Uncle Zane, go and sing with her.” I said to the already blushing-from-embarrassment man next to me. “Alright, alright, but if any of this appears online, I’m suing for emotional damage.” He announced before getting up and singing instantly as he twirls with Trinity.

The Trinity of the Hollowed. Elias gasped. "They were only myths..." "Then start believing," Kael snapped. "Because they’re here." Aria raised her voice. "You were sealed once. You can be sealed again." The Mother laughed a sound that cracked the stones. "Not without sacrifice. And this time, it won’t be your children who pay the price." At her signal, the Trinity moved. They were impossibly fast. The female appeared beside Elias and touched his shoulder. He screamed as if set ablaze from within, collapsing to the earth with glowing veins crawling across his skin.

“There are only three known triadic bondings recorded in supernatural history. And all of them ended in war. Or coronation.” I stared at him. “What are you saying?” “I’m saying,” he growled, “this isn’t a bond of mates. It’s a trinity. Power, heart, and soul.” “And when one is threatened…” Xanden added, voice tight with realization, “the others rise.” I swallowed, trying to process it—but something else was stirring now. A vision. A memory that wasn’t mine—but maybe belonged to the sea. Or to blood. I saw a throne carved of coral and bone.

32 - Greta A blast of sunlight hits me right in the face. I gasp, but I can’t move. What is going on? My eyes peel open slowly and I take in the surrounding bedroom. I see immediately why I am stuck. I am in the middle of a four human pretzel. Gabriel’s head is on my stomach with his butt towards Finn, who still has my right hand laced with his resting on his chest.Tilting my head a little further, I see Trinity woven into my legs. Her head is on my left thigh, but she’s under my right leg. Her feet are tucked under Finn’s leg. It explains why I no longer have a blanket on me, their body heat is plenty.

I rolled my eyes. "He's been mind-wiped," Sagon told me. I grabbed Noah's hand and the amulet to return to hell. I shoved Noah at Lucifer and asked if Grace could change his metal work or any angel. "He's unholy and needs redemption in order to fight against Anna and get our baby girl," I growled. Noah looked at me and grinned. "We had sex and a kid?" I glared at him and told him, yes and we are also mates. His eyes got wide and so did his smile.

Kyra is his obsession, his punishment, and his prey. Steven Blackwood doesn’t love he dominates, he torments, he claims. Resistance brings pain; surrender brings chaos. Trapped in his mansion, surrounded by fear, jealousy, and the shadowed eyes of those who serve him, she must navigate a world where innocence is weakness and temptation is unavoidable. Every moment in his grasp threatens to break her, and survival is not escape, it is submission to a man who bends desire and fear into a power only he understands. In the hands of a devil who refuses to be denied, she may lose everything…even herself.

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.