Three Goblins In A Trench Coat Novels & Stories

I had just left the Pack Healer when I stopped outside the VIP room of the club. The hallway was dim. Loud cheers spilled from inside. "Alpha Derek, you lost three rounds in a row. House rules. Three secrets. Spit them out." "Fine." Derek leaned back into the leather couch. He blew out a ring of smoke. His muscles looked sharp under the low light. Arrogant. Hungry. "That car crash three years ago? I set it up. Aria losing her voice? Also me." "I've never touched her. The Alpha in her bed every night is Damon." "All of it just to keep her writing songs for Victoria. Victoria is the only one I've ever loved."

I've been married to my mate, William Parker, for three years. Yet, he has never claimed me. He always says that once his territory expands, he will hold a grand marking ceremony for me. I believed him and willingly waited for three years. But today, I witnessed with my own eyes William claiming my younger sister, Naomi Jenkins, at the altar. In fact, she has been missing for three years. At the marking ceremony, my three older brothers stand firmly by Naomi's side, supporting her. "Naomi was too young back then and was deceived by the Beta of the Northern pack into fleeing. Now she's been poisoned by silver nitrate and doesn't have long to live. Her only wish is to become your mate," they say. William nods and replies calmly, "For three years, I didn't hold a marking ceremony for Patricia. I was waiting for Naomi to return and explain things to me. "I will claim Naomi as my own to fulfill her final wish. But Patricia must never know. If she finds out, she'll leave me." My brothers, however, are certain. "It's fine. She loves you that much. Even if she knew, she wouldn't leave. Right now, nothing matters more than Naomi." I flee in despair, realizing that those three years of waiting were nothing but a cruel joke. The marking ceremony was always meant for Naomi. After she left, my brothers showered me with affection. I foolishly thought I was finally loved. But the truth hurts. Whenever Naomi returns, all their love goes back to her. The moment I learn the truth, my heart shatters, and I leave. Yet why, after I'm gone, do they all regret it?

Fifteen years, they have been abused by their Uncle. Three sisters blindly accept to be the wife of a lone werewolf. The goal was to escape their Uncle’s torture and live in peace with their newfound brother but tide changes when they grow attached to the lone wolf. Scott never expected to have three Lunas in one day and accepted it as luck but his luck runs out when the evil Dragon Queen puts a bounty on the head of his three Lunas. The sisters never expected to become entangled with magic and dragons but as Lunas, they took their place besides the Alpha. Which sister would finally get the title of Luna Queen? And is Scott really alone or are they other packs lurking? Are those packs friends or foes? Read to find out how the adventure and love story rolled in.

In a world of werewolves, she was an anomaly. The daughter of an Alpha, yet to wolf out, and shunned by her brothers. But when three Alphas came to claim her for their sons, she discovered a dark secret. Her father had sold her out to make peace. Desperate to belong, she agreed to assist all three princes in exchange for a medicine to wolf out. Little did she know, fate had other plans. On the night of the competition, she discovered she was mated to all three Alphas and in love with each of them. But a curse loomed over her head, demanding she kill the very men she loved. Will she choose love or loyalty? And can she break the curse before it's too late? Find out in this gripping tale of forbidden love and dangerous secrets.

For another girl, Lex Hamilton—my fiancé of several years—dumped me in the middle of nowhere and left me to fend for myself. Three years later, he showed up with her to bring me back. "It's been three years," he said. "Even a dog would've learned its lesson by now. I did this for your own good. If you don't fix that attitude of yours, don't expect to ever become my wife." They thought I'd crumble. They thought I'd beg, cling to him, and unload all the pain and humiliation I'd carried for the past three years. Instead, I smiled. "Sorry, Mr. Hamilton. I'm already married."

Dr. Elara Vance's life is defined by exhaustion, crushing student loans, and grueling 30-hour residency shifts. Her passion for medicine is her singular focus until the brutal, careless discovery of her boyfriend Daniel’s long-running affair shatters her foundation. Seeking oblivion, she allows her best friend to drag her into Manhattan's elite world, where she collides with Liam Sterling, the notoriously private and ruthlessly efficient tech CEO. ​Their intense, desperate one-night stand is a blur of emotional destruction, a mistake Elara vows to bury. But weeks later, fate delivers an impossible complication: she is pregnant with the tech mogul's child. ​Liam, a master of cold, transactional risk management, moves swiftly to contain the scandal. He ambushes Elara with the "White Coat Contract," an impersonal legal offer promising immediate, full payment of her crippling medical school debt and complete financial security. But his protection comes with a crushing price: Elara must resign or significantly scale back her demanding residency. This requirement threatens to extinguish the medical career she bled for, forcing her to choose between stability and her identity. ​Forced into this high-stakes arrangement, Elara enters Liam's sterile, controlled world, furious at the man who views her life’s work as a liability. Yet, their forced proximity blurs the sharp lines of the contract. She brings chaos and warmth to his ordered life, and he, in turn, sees the fierce dedication that transcends her financial profile. With her professional life precariously balanced, Elara must decide if Liam’s love is worth the risk of losing her identity, and he must decide if his obsession with control is worth losing the only person who has ever truly challenged the sterile efficiency of his world.

Five years ago, Mannie accidentally had a night with a man. In result, she was pregnant with 8 children! When she thought she was going to raise the 8 babies alone, she met him again... That man, or should she say the Alpha, who took her first time five years ago... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He stepped closer, hands in his coat pockets. “I think I know you.” “I don’t think so,” I said, annoyed. “You were at a hotel five years ago.” I blinked. “Excuse me?” He stared at me like I was supposed to react. “It was raining. You were wearing a maid’s uniform.” I took a step back. “Are you for real right now?” “You don’t remember?” I laughed dryly. “I’ve worked in hotels, cleaned rooms, mopped floors, but I don’t remember you.” He narrowed his eyes. “You don’t remember anything?” I shook my head. “Look, I don’t know what fantasy you’re living in, but I’m not part of it.” “I’m not guessing,” he said softly. “It was you.” “Wow,” I muttered. “Okay, so let me guess. You walk up to women, tell them you had a special night five years ago, and hope they fall for it?” “No,” he said firmly. “You feel... familiar.” “And you feel insane,” I snapped. “Why are you even following me?” “I just thought maybe we had a connection—” “No,” I cut him off. “You saw me on stage and thought I’d be an easy target. That’s all this is. Another rich man thinking he can throw out a few charming lines and get what he wants.”

Betrayed. Broken. After her chosen mate chooses her stepsister for the mating ritual. She a half-breed omega is cast out of the only pack she’s ever known. But running away and becoming a lone wolf was a far easier fate. Not until…. When the youngest of three rival Alpha lycan brothers finds her bleeding and alone, he claims her as his. Yet at a royal summit, the other two brothers scents her too and the word slips from their lips in unison. Confusion spirals into chaos. Three powerful Alphas, bound by blood but divided by ambition, are suddenly linked to the same woman. She becomes their weakness, their obsession, their prize. But being fated to all three cursed lycans isn’t a blessing, it’s a war. Between the brothers. Between their packs. Between love and survival. She has to decide if she will let them destroy her… or if she’ll rise from the ashes of rejection and betrayal to make them kneel. A story of obsession, desire, and power where one weak omega stands at the center of a dangerous game and the hearts of three ruthless Alphas

At our class reunion, my husband, Calvin Vance, threw the game on purpose so his friends could "force" him to get a marriage certificate with his ex, Molly Rowan, and post it online. Everyone piled on. Calvin was already pulling out the divorce papers, practically shoving them at me. "It's just a game. Don't make a big deal out of it." I stayed quiet for a long moment. They all looked like they were waiting for me to lose it. Instead, I took the papers. "Divorce is fine. But you have to do three things for me." He agreed without hesitation and pushed me to sign. "Three things? Forget that. Three hundred, whatever. Just sign it. When we get remarried, I'll make it up to you with a huge luxury wedding." What he didn't know was that the second he chose to divorce me, my mission had already failed. The System would erase me. The only way to survive was to complete the three tasks it gave me.

After dying suddenly from overwork, I found myself transmigrated into the life of a fake heiress who had been cast out of her wealthy family. While the real heiress reclaimed the life that had once been mine, I decided to leave the drama behind. Armed with my savings, I embraced a carefree lifestyle, swapping boyfriends every three days and living for the moment. Then, two months later, life hit me with a curveball—I discovered I was pregnant. The problem? I had no idea who the father was. With no choice, I approached the three powerful CEOs I had been involved with, each more arrogant and competitive than the last. What followed was a 10-billion-dollar bet by each of the three over who the father might be, with me caught in the middle. "I bet the baby belongs to all three of you," I teased, only for them to roll their eyes and dismiss me as ridiculous. Even so, when I gave birth to triplets, their argument outside the delivery room went viral, sending the internet into a frenzy and turning my life—and theirs—into a spectacle.