Three Musketeers Mha Novels & Stories

Having feelings for my best friend’s dad was bad. But what the fuck do we call having feelings for three of them? Especially when those three men aren’t just my dad’s best friends, they’re also my best friends’ dads. They were the last people that should turn me on. But they were the only ones who could give me earth-shaking orgasms. Some cravings are so wrong they should stay locked in your head forever. Like secretly dripping for the three powerful men who helped raise you. Like imagining them stretching every hole while your dad is thousands of miles away. Like begging “Daddy” from three different mouths at the same time. But I didn't just imagined mine, I lived it and loved it. Content Warnings: 18+ Explicit Content – Reader Discretion Strongly Advised. DADDY’S BEST FRIENDS is a filthy short erotica collection where the rules get destroyed and the pleasure gets nasty. It's raw, no-holds-barred stories of forbidden lust, age-gap sin, and dominant older men who know exactly how to ruin a younger woman the right way. These aren’t love stories. These are the dirty fantasies you touch yourself to when no one’s watching. You’re not supposed to want this. That’s exactly why it feels so fucking good.

My mate, Charalambos, was the heir to the Nightshade Pack. To take over as Alpha, he was sent to Noctis City, the capital city, for special training. When he left, my stepsister, Francesca, insisted on going with him. He refused at first, but she forced his hand, threatening a hunger strike until he gave in. Eventually, he allowed her to accompany him as his assistant. This went on for three years. Throughout those three years, our mate bond stayed strong. I never felt the slightest hint of betrayal. He constantly reassured me through our mind-link. "You're the only one for me." At some point, I started receiving photos anonymously. Francesca kissed him in the face, but he never refused. Once, Charalambos and I were on a video call in the dark, and I could hear Francesca’s breathless voice clearly while she whispered his name in the heat of it. Three years later, the day he returned to the pack, I saw her walking behind him. She had been with pup for five months, and there was a smug, victorious smile on her face. He looked at me apologetically. Guilt was written all over his face. "I'm sorry. I’ve only ever loved you. Once the pup comes, you can raise it." I was done. I had waited for three years. I made up my mind to reject him.

After the great war between the three clans of Human, Dragon, and Wolf, the Dragon Clan and Wolf Clan were cursed. Pure-blooded descendants of both clans could not inherit full power. To pass down the power of their bloodline, Kings of each generation of Dragon Clan and Wolf Clan would need to be with a Human woman who possessed Blessings. Whoever gave birth to a child of mixed heritage first would have their clan rule the three clans for a hundred years. In my past life, I married the King of Silver Wolves, Silas Hector, who was known to be a gentleman. One year after my marriage, I gave birth to a child who was half Wolf. He inherited full power from his bloodline, and Silas became the ruler of the three clans. The Wolves ruled the world for a hundred years. My sister, Lucia, became enamored by the magnificent Silver Dragon. She married the King of Silver Dragons, but the Dragons were arrogant and unpredictable. In a moment of mad rage, her husband injured her womb and caused her to miscarry. Lucia became barren after that. Lucia went crazy with jealousy for me, and she stabbed me to death during a family reunion. When I opened my eyes next, I had returned to the eve of the wedding organized by the three clans. Lucia was quick to enter the room of Silver Wolf King, Silas, and sleep with him. She was reborn too. However, she had no idea that Silas was a cold-blooded wolf who enjoyed torturing weak Humans.

On my sixteenth birthday, my world shattered. The Moon Goddess blessed me with three mates. Kael Draven Rian Vexley Lucien Arden The same boys who spent years mocking my weight, my eyes, and my existence. Before the entire pack, they rejected me. Three years later, I finally shifted. Instead of finding my wolf, I discovered something far worse. I was a hybrid. A monster in the eyes of my pack. A jinx. A threat that needed to disappear. Unable to kill me without causing scandal, the elders sent me to the kingdom's most prestigious event—the Luna Beauty Pageant. A competition where over twenty Lunas battle for the coveted Royal Crown. But the glittering gowns, dazzling smiles, and royal celebrations are all a lie. Because the Luna Beauty Pageant is actually the Luna Survival Games. And contestants don't lose. They die. With nothing left to live for, I entered the palace expecting to become another victim. What I didn't expect was to find my three rejecting mates waiting for me. Now the Alphas who once broke my heart are desperate to protect it. They claim they never hated me. They claim their cruelty was fear. They claim they have loved me all along. But while they're fighting for my forgiveness... I'm fighting to stay alive. And in a game where only three contestants survive, love may be the deadliest trap of all.

I sacrificed half my life to make a deal with a witch to be with Rook. After one night together, Rook coldly promised the packs to be allied through marriage. However, on the second day of our wedding, he left the territory to be on the battlefield. He was gone for three years. I brought up our son, Ari, on my own in our territory while I waited for his return. Three years later, he suddenly came home and brought his sweetheart and their daughter along. He coldly ordered, "Move to the basement with your son and give your room to my daughter." For three years, he had built a life with them while I waited alone. I threw the divorce papers in his face and walked away from him with my son. The princes of the Heavenly Wolf Pack would never be trapped by a man's love again. What I want is to rule the packs and become a queen.

Three years ago, Samantha Jade and her parents were trapped in a raging fire. She watched with her own eyes as the flames devoured her mother and father. At the critical moment, it was Connor Parker who charged in and saved her. She fell hopelessly in love with him. For the following three years, she drowned in the tenderness he wove so carefully around her. But later, Samantha discovered the truth: that fire three years ago—Connor had set it. He had approached her on purpose, loved her on purpose, all to avenge his first love. Every bit of love, every gentle word, every beautiful moment between them—none of it was real. It had all been a lie. Since he hated her that much, Samantha decided to play along. Amid Connor's revenge, she faked her death. But when he saw the charred body—believing it was hers—Connor lost his mind.

Three years as his fiancée, reduced to nothing more than a soulless trinket. No going out. No friends. No opinions. Every breath I took was measured against Leo's mood. For three years I obeyed him unconditionally, trying to warm the heart of this mafia tyrant. Then today, in the fitting room at the atelier, his adoptive sister Alice snatched my couture wedding gown right off the rack. She didn't even have the decency to do it behind my back; she walked straight into Leo's arms while I stood there watching. Leo barely glanced at me. Just patted her head and said, “It's just a dress. Let her have it.” Three years of patience, and that's what it came to. A joke. I looked at the two of them, that smug, triumphant, and I thought: Marciano, did you really think I wouldn't fight back?

I used to think he took my breath away. I lied—I was choking on his bullshit. “I never loved you, Valentina,” he said evenly. “And if you weren’t so dense, you’d have realized that three years ago.” His words cut through me like a razor blade. Not only had I been used—I had been discarded, tossed aside like a rag doll. Three months later, I’m the hotcake nobody can resist—desired not by one billionaire, but two, both ready to set the world on fire for me.

Northvale Academy worships its hockey captains like gods. Kael Donovan, flawless and feared. Jace Morgan, reckless and dangerous. And Kain, the rogue who was never meant to set foot on campus. All three have one thing in common—her. Lila Carter only wanted a normal life, but their eyes burn like fire, their touch brands her skin, and their rivalry sharpens into something deadly. Three alphas. One forbidden bond. And when the full moon rises, their war for her will spill more than blood.

The story of the three D'Angelo sisters unfolds. Each harbors a story worth a thousand tales, embarking on an odyssey of the soul. Meet Angela D'Angelo, our braveheart. The firstborn among the D'Angelo women, she's got three king brothers overshadowing her, can you believe that? Yet, she stands tall, fighting for her love, clashing with societal norms, wrestling with royal duties, and facing down the peace treaties that could alter her path. And then there's Elisa, sweet, gentle Elisa, the middle sister. Her journey? Not an easy one. She's got trials to face, heartache to bear, and a man's hardened heart to soften. And she'll do it all with grace. Lastly, there's Asteria, the youngest, the most potent, ethereal in her beauty. She has a healing touch, mending the soul-scars of her mate. And the Goddess? She's entrusted Asteria with a sacred mission. These three? They'll rise. They'll find their way. And all while standing on the brink of a human-supernatural war!