When The Third Wheel Strikes Back Webnovel Novels & Stories

(completed) Hide and Seek: The first book in the Trio Legacies series. This is a werewolf book about all of the children from the Trio of Mates Series. Finding their mates, fighting the Riding Hoods, and facing a changing supernatural landscape, the children will now take over the mantle of leadership from their parents. Lots of graphic smut. (completed) - Second book, Red Rover, is ongoing. Love in the Time of Quarantine: 4 short stories that look at what happens when you are stuck with someone you didn’t expect during quarantine. Lots of very graphic smut. (ongoing)

He sat back, resting his chin on his hand, and said earnestly, “Rael, stop thinking about playing the third wheel all the time. You have to embrace your role as the supporting tool! My brother doesn’t need you right now. If you butt in, you’ll only slow down his pursuit of Sister-in-law… blah blah blah… you get it?” He rambled on and on—just to stop Rael from being a third wheel. Rael held his forehead, dark lines appearing on his face. “I get it. Can you stop talking now? Please? Also—that’s your only brother! He’s covered in injuries! Don’t you even worry about him?!” ***

His bare chest was what I rammed into, and while those buff arms, were gentle on my shoulders, those rich brown eyes remained in my gaze. "Hello" His voice was a low tone, a wide grin tugging at his lips. I don't think anyone would wish to go to Venus, Ashley, but believe me, my friend was too busy cheering me on, while this stranger pushed me onto a chair nearby. He got low so he was to my knees, holding a rose flower between his teeth, while he sniffed my legs. "Yes!" I was most surprised to find Arabella getting along with Ashley, while their cheers poured into my ears, urging the stripper to go on.

I snatched Athena from her and pushed her into the car, the impact made the car stumble a few distance away. But I never anticipated the next group to attack me. While I was trying to protect Athena, they started tearing my back. Once again, I lay down Athena and received unrelenting attacks behind me. They were able to inflict a lot of damage. I can't let this continue. I burst out a rage and faced them. I struck one of them ripping out his belly while the others took a step back. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update)

Hello again lovely readers, Welcome to A Cruel Fate: Her Gamma's Regret! If you are joining again for this third and final book in this trilogy, welcome back! For those of you who read the first two books, Dillon and Zoe's story was happening concurrently in the timeline with the other two so we are going back in time a bit, but rest assured, this book will take us beyond book two, to the end of the line for the wolves or Dark Fae. Only time will tell who prevails.

Consumed by the fireworks that came from the arms now pressed against my burning skin. Another Were came running towards me and the person holding me flung out his leg in a flying kick, connecting it against the side of the man’s head. He dropped to the ground with a thump. As I rubbed myself up against whoever was holding me, more of the Tri-Moon pack stepped up to fight back the men. Most of which were woman. Luckily, we have a lot of strong female fighters in our pack.

“ Mom, what’s wrong?! What are you doing to her?! ” It’s chaotic. Marco’s voice joins Sara’s screams, calling out to Nellie and then Aleister, demanding a stop to whatever is happening. My restraint almost slips when I reach out to Aleister’s shoulder. Before my hand touches him, the lights turn on, and everything brightens up again. I blink, my eyes finding the scene before me. The three of them are unharmed and the warriors behind them haven’t moved an inch. “ You won’t tell me the names? ” Aleister hums, tapping the armrest of his chair with his forefinger.

He turned slowly to meet a four-eyed and four-armed standing wolf. "You..." The beast's voice trailed off. Saliva trickled down his open mouth as he stared at Nathan with bloodshot eyes. "You killed my brother." "Now, now," Nathan tried to distract the beast while he readied a dagger behind his back. "Your brother attacked me first. It was an act of self-defense. No hard feelings." Nathan tilted his neck with a nervous smile. The beast sneered and charged toward him. Just as he was about to punch Nathan, the latter dodged as swiftly as possible, pushing the silver dagger deep into the hand of the beast. A loud growl echoed in the hall and just as the beast was about to attack again, Nathan k

The second had no eyes, only runes carved into its face. The third— The third wore my face. Exactly. Even the old scar on my wrist. I drew my blade. They didn’t charge. They waited. That was worse. I moved first—low and fast. The eyeless one reacted, shrieking a burst of raw sound magic. My vision whited out. My wolf instincts curled back in fear. I didn’t stop. Slashed upward, felt resistance, then warm spray. It staggered. I turned—blocked the tall one’s strike—pivoted, only for the third to catch my wrist mid-motion.

Taylor Still Retelling Story The waitress returns with our beers, we place our meal orders and request two more beers. Quickly we return our attention to each other. He asks about my trip. I tell him more about Jackson and Kennedy. I talk about the long talks, the neighborhood party, and meeting his sister. As the waitress delivers the bill and clears the table, I realize I talked about me the entire meal. I’m caught off guard by the sadness quickly washing over me. It’s time for me to return home. Alone.