Todos los capítulos de Triple Temptations: Mated To The Hot Triad Kings : Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

"What about your own weirdness, Phoenix?" she asks, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. "You can't be surrounded by all that and not have a few quirks of your own." Phoenix paused, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Oh, I've got my fair share of weirdness, believe me," he admits. "For one, I have this bizarre habit of sleep-cooking. I'll wake up in the middle of the night and start making elaborate meals. It's not unusual for Dexter or Blaze to find me in the kitchen at 3 a.m., halfway through a soufflé." "Once, I made a five-layer cake at 3 AM. Didn't even remember doing it until I found the kitchen covered in flour the next morning." Astrid laughs, eyes wide with surprise. "Sleep-cooking? That's next level! What do you do with all the food you make?" "Usually, Blaze and Dexter eat it. When they are not around, I just give it to Titan and Ember and the others," Phoenix says, laughing. "They've learned to expect midnight snacks. Though, Dexter once found me trying to make s

"Glad to have you back, Phoenix," Dexter exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine relief and joy. Phoenix blinked in surprise, his eyes wide with disbelief. "How is this possible? I feel completely fine. A healer wouldn't be able to completely heal damage that extensive.""I'm no ordinary healer," Blaze said simply. Overcome with euphoria and gratitude, Phoenix moved to hug Blaze tightly. "Thank you so much, Blaze." Blaze stiffened slightly at the unexpected embrace, a flood of mixed feelings washing over him. As Phoenix held on, Blaze instinctively raised his hand to pat his back, but stopped just before making contact, his fingers hovering awkwardly.Feigning discomfort, Blaze grunted, "Careful, Phoenix. You're pressing on my wound."Phoenix immediately pulled back, worry etched across his face. "I'm sorry, Blaze! I didn't mean to—"Blaze chuckled, shaking his head. "Don’t worry about it. Just glad you’re okay," he said, a rare softness in his eyes betraying the tough exterior he

The warriors approached him. They brought out a set of silver, thorny handcuffs, their sharp edges glinting ominously in the light. With a harsh click, they snapped the cuffs onto Phoenix's wrists. As the cold metal pressed into his skin, the thorns pierced deeply, causing blood to gush from the wounds. Phoenix winced, feeling the searing pain radiate up his arms, but he remained silent, his gaze unflinching. Bound and bleeding, Phoenix was led through the grand halls of the palace, his head held high despite the throbbing pain in his wrists. The air was thick with tension as they reached the throne room. There, seated with an aura of authority and anger, was his father, King Alaric Decker. His expression was a storm of fury and disappointment as Phoenix was forced to kneel before him. The King's eyes blazed with anger, his voice shaking the walls. "How could you murder your own brother? I know you two were not on good terms, but I never expected you to be this heartless." Phoe

Yet, amidst the carnage, a few of the elite fighters still clung to life, their breaths ragged, their movements sluggish. Desperation etched across their faces, two of the badly wounded warriors attempted to crawl away from the devastation, hoping to escape the wrath of Blaze. The first warrior, his legs shattered and his body trembling with pain, dragged himself inch by agonizing inch. His eyes were wide with terror, darting around in search of any path to safety. But before he could make any significant progress, a shadow loomed over him. Blaze, moving with a predator's grace, reached down, grabbed the warrior by the hair, and with a brutal motion, tore his head from his body. The sound of snapping bones and ripping flesh echoed through the courtyard, and the lifeless body slumped to the ground, blood pooling around it. The second warrior, his arm broken and face covered in blood, tried to crawl faster, a futile attempt to outrun his fate. Blaze's cold eyes locked onto him, and w

Varik's muscles began to seize, his body contorting in unnatural angles as the poison continued its ruthless assault. His vision blurred, dark spots dancing before his eyes as his organs failed one by one. The pain was beyond anything he could have imagined, a relentless tide of torment that left him begging for the sweet release of death, his eyes pleading for mercy that would never come. Blaze leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper, his expression one of cold satisfaction. "And you're right, I am a psychopath." A malicious grin spread across Blaze's face, watching the terror seep into Varik's eyes. "That's precisely why you should never have crossed me. I did warn you, but you thought I was bluffing."Varik's mouth opened in a silent scream, his vocal cords no longer able to produce sound. His eyes rolled back in his head, his body convulsing one final time before collapsing in a heap. His heart gave one last, feeble beat before finally surrendering, his life e