When The Third Wheel Strikes Back Webnovel Novels & Stories

However, he mustered his strength to fight back, desperately trying to break free. She clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction. She then grabbed a rock and hurled it down at him. My heart ached as I saw the way Mark's head bled from the blow. I yelled, "He's Jared's older brother! Aren't you afraid Jared would come after you if you hurt him?"

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉 And you'll get to see what's going on inside Damian's head!

Chantria I sighed while staring into space. I couldn't get the image of the man who attacked Gab out of my head. I'm worried about Gab. What if the man comes back and does something even worse to him? What if no one else comes to help him? What if it's not just one man who corners him, but a dozen? How will he defend himself then? I looked down at my food when Iwatani placed a piece of chicken on my plate. "Eat," he said. "You've been staring off into space since earlier. Our break time is almost over."

"Besides, someone might hear you. It's a shame it might get to Diego." "Chill, girl! That's just a theory." "So? All right, continue with your 'what if'." "Okay!" Stephen sighed and then propped both elbows on the table and lowered himself. "What if Diego pursues you? What about Third?" Shen's eyes narrowed at what her friend said. Then she didn't know whether to laugh or be irritated with him. "What kind of theory is that? And you're now mentioning someone who's not here." "That's why it's called a theory!" Stephen snapped. "You know what, sometimes you're really useless to talk to. But in fairness it looks like Third's gifts will be coming again." He even giggled while opening the chocolat

This was the moment! I pushed open the door, my eyes locking onto Evans' sleeping form. I smiled, a fierce victory burning within me. And then, everything went wrong. Evans' eyes snapped open, his gaze locking onto mine. He snarled, his body tensing, ready to spring. I froze. My legs refused to move, no matter how I tried. Evans claws reached for my throat. I screamed out in pain. Sterling was quick to respond. He burst into the room, a loud growl echoing through the hallway.

They screamed internally for help, waited for someone to come along and take them away and free them. The doubt they felt when no one showed up right away. Some of them questioned why they are even still alive, while some of them wanted nothing more than the touch of their forever mates. My heart broke a little feeling the loss and sadness, devastation they were going through but it was soon met by nothing but warmth, love and light and I knew that it was Athea returning to them what was stolen from them. I could feel the happiness rolling through them, the reassurance they so desperately needed to hang on just a little longer. I could see that someone of them were starting to regain movemen

However, the other two paid her no mind, kicking her in the chest and sending her flying. I had seen enough of this show and finally waved my hand. "How dare you come and go as you please in our royal cemetery?" As I spoke, the guards forming a circle suddenly charged toward the three males in the center. The scene immediately erupted into chaos. Though the beastmen were formidable, I had deliberately brought many elite soldiers. Moreover, I fought with all the hatred from my previous life; each strike aimed to kill. The three were overwhelmed and had no choice but to transform into their beast forms, dragging the unconscious Victoria as they fled.

She crashed to the ground, pain exploding at the back of her skull. “Yo, bitch!” the rogue snarled, dragging her up by the hair. “You think you can run from us?” Celeste struggled, kicking wildly. “Let me go!” The third man laughed, his voice dripping with malice. “We tried to be nice.” They shoved her against a tree. The bark bit into her skin. One of them gripped her wrists while the other leaned close, his breath rancid. “You’ll regret fighting us.” Celeste’s eyes filled with tears of rage. Her wolf howled inside her, desperate to protect her, but she was too weak. Too drained.

My thoughts flew to the stories the elders used to tell around the bonfires when I was still just a young wolf with silly dreams about destiny. They spoke of the "Curse of the Trinity." The legend said that a Luna with three Alpha mates was destined for death from her very first breath. It was said that the power and possessive instincts of three Alphas were too great to be shared, even with their own mate. According to the ancients, they would fight over her until their packs destroyed one another and blood soaked the ground. In the end, the Luna would be prevented from being with all of them: the constant dispute between the men she loved would tear her in two. She wouldn't be able to choo

"I am not arguing about this. We stay together. We fight together. That is the rule." Neal put his hand on Noah's shoulder. "She is right. Splitting up is what they want. We are stronger as a triad." Noah was quiet for a moment. Then he nodded. "Together." "Together," Neal said. "Together," I said. The third strike came. The ward cracked. Silver light bled into the air like blood from a wound. Maya smiled. "The walls are falling, crucible. Come out now, and I will be gentle."