Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Throupling
    Throupling
    Throupling
    Ebook56 pages44 minutes

    Throupling

    By Autumn Palen

    4.5/5

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    It’s a classic tale of girl meets boy (and girl). Super simple, right?

    Marlene, Gaspard, and Jasmine all find themselves dumped by their significant others on the same day. Lonely, lost, and freshly single, the three find that sparks fly when their paths cross. As they tread into new terrain, can they navigate their love triangle without bruised feelings?

    Marlene, sensitive sweetheart in a dead-end job, decides to pull up her roots and chase her dreams head-on — once she figures out what those dreams are, that is.

    Gaspard, artistic recluse, dusts the cobwebs from his social calendar and opens his heart (and his living-room curtains) for the first time in a long time.

    Jasmine, resilient rocker with a backlog of sugar mamas, realizes she needs to listen to her heart to be the best, most boss version of herself there is.

    Together, they learn to love themselves as they fall in love with one another. Happily ever after? It may not exist. But this moment, right now, is pretty good.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBryant Street Shorts
    Release dateJun 2, 2020
    ISBN9781094410906
    Throupling

    Related to Throupling

    Related ebooks

    Erotica For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      The Rise Of Podcast Porn

      Nov 28, 2019

      The Rise Of Podcast Porn
      7 min read

    • Article

      Sexy Bits

      Apr 20, 2020

      Sexy Bits
      2 min read

    • Article

      Love, Lust, and More

      Feb 12, 2020

      Fleetwood Mac was singing She is dancing away from you now, and I squirmed in my seat. Kabir was rubbing my thigh as he drove, a gesture I once thought was reserved for me. Bah! I also used to think he only took naked selfies in bed with me, but then

      11 min read

    • Article

      My Secret Sex Diary

      Nov 21, 2020

      I’m bisexual, and while most of my serious, long-term relationships have been with men, I’m also really attracted to women and non-binary people. Before coronavirus, I had an active and interesting sex life. In the last few years, I’ve started going

      2 min read

    • Article

      The Idiots

      Feb 26, 2021

      The Idiots
      18 min read

    • Article

      G’day – And Goodbye

      Aug 25, 2021

      G’day – And Goodbye
      4 min read

    • Article

      The Duplex

      Jun 9, 2020

      I moved to Los Angeles to sing. When was this? August? June? I was twenty-nine, and those were shapeless months, when the days blended together and I refused to pull them apart. My landlord was unusually close to her adult son. His name was Jeffrey,

      21 min read

    • Article

      The Man I Should Have Married

      Dec 29, 2019

      The Man I Should Have Married
      11 min read

    • Article

      Woman About Town

      Jul 28, 2022

      Woman About Town
      5 min read

    • Article

      Foxes

      Jun 15, 2019

      What’s worth happening happens in deep woods. Or so my daughter tells me. Her plotlines: In the deep woods someone is chasing, someone else is getting hacked. Hatchets are lifted, brought downdowndown. Men stutter blood onto snow. A cast of animals—s

      17 min read

    • Article

      Yellowstone

      Dec 1, 2022

      Yellowstone
      14 min read

    • Article

      Above Santa Cruz

      Jul 2, 2019

      Above Santa Cruz
      5 min read

    • Article

      Supportive Husband

      Sep 12, 2023

      There were less intimate places available, so it was odd when a woman took the seat directly facing mine across the subway aisle. I looked up from my book and right back down: a couple of months before, we’d gone home together. She had a Southern acc

      22 min read

    • Article

      Klara

      May 21, 2020

      Klara
      28 min read

    • Article

      ‘Cygnet’: Featured Fiction from Season Butler

      Jun 25, 2019

      A excerpt from Butler's debut coming-of-age novel, set in an appealingly rich world with quirky, flawed characters and a dramatic oceanfront landscape. The post ‘Cygnet’: Featured Fiction from Season Butler appeared first on The Millions.

      4 min read

    • Article

      Jason the Heat Guy

      Jan 11, 2021

      Jason the Heat Guy
      11 min read

    • Article

      The Price of Moving On

      Aug 10, 2024

      Content Disclosure: Mild Violence, Supernatural Themes The river had a proper name at one point, but that name moved on, perhaps over the Ferry toward the supposedly greener pastures of its opposite banks, just like everyone else in this damned unrea

      18 min read

    • Article

      The Last Friend on Earth

      May 4, 2023

      It was as if Doreen Saunders had been waiting for me, passing the time until my arrival. She might as well have been sitting in a rocking chair, knitting needles clicking, jam tarts cooling on the side, the door wide open, waiting for the next visito

      6 min read

    • Article

      Woman About Town

      Jan 25, 2024

      THERE’S A LINE IN THE BLACKLY BRILLIANT sitcom Such Brave Girls that made me feel, as they say, extremely seen. “New clothes are really exciting,” gabbles the mentally fragile Josie during a shopping spree, “because you haven’t had a chance to create

      3 min read

    • Article

      Righteous

      Jan 22, 2019

      Righteous
      8 min read

    • Article

      Howl Palace

      Sep 15, 2019

      Last week, I finally had to put Howl Palace up for sale. Years of poor financial planning had led to this decision, and I tried to take some comfort in my agent’s belief in a buyer who might show up with an all-cash offer. My agent is a highly organi

      25 min read

    • Article

      When Good Gifts Go BAD

      Nov 21, 2022

      ’Tis the season for gift guides and mall car parks, for emergency vet visits to get the tinsel out of the cat and for absolutely refusing to roast chestnuts on open fires. As the magic of Christmas washes over us with the force of an All Blacks’ fron

      3 min read

    • Article

      Tomorrows

      Mar 15, 2022

      The night, as most nights, was like a dream. At ten, once I’d fed the dog the last scraps off the stove. Once I’d cursed the cat for scratching up my mama’s antique furniture, then welcomed him back into my arms. Once I’d slicked my hair into a ponyt

      26 min read

    • Article

      Where the HEART IS

      Dec 20, 2022

      Where the HEART IS
      4 min read

    • Article

      SHORT STORY by MARGARET ATWOOD

      Mar 22, 2023

      SHORT STORY by MARGARET ATWOOD
      7 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Throupling

    4.5/5

    7 ratings1 review

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

    • 5/5
      Going on this adventure with Marlene and meeting Jasmine and Gaspard was so much fun. I love the characters and the little world they build for themselves makes me feel warm.

      1 person found this helpful

    Book preview

    Throupling - Autumn Palen

    Throupling

    "Can I talk to you?"

    Those five words know how to travel directly from my ears to the pit of my stomach. Immediately, as I heard my boyfriend ask that question, tone firm but body language intentionally nonthreatening, I began scanning the familiar surroundings of our cozy one-bedroom apartment with fresh eyes, searching for the quickest and simplest way to evacuate the building.

    Just as I’d begun contemplating whether or not a two-story fall from the kitchen window would break any of my limbs, he continued.

    Marlene, are you listening?

    Yes, I murmured, burrowing further into our couch, still eyeing the enticing fire escape.

    He took a seat across from me, in the hard, decorative wooden chair usually reserved for our bags or stacks of unsorted mail. There was little to no benefit to this seating decision on his part, save for the fact that it gave him a few inches of height over me, the quivering partner, curled on the cushiony futon. That, and it forced his posture to be straight and stern when he told me––

    I’ve been thinking; we should see other people.

    He had been thinking, this much was very clear. Every moment of this felt preplanned. I wasn’t sure if it was more of a punch to the gut that he seemed to have already done a walk-through, like a delicately rehearsed one-man show, or if I would have been more devastated to be dumped off-the-cuff.

    I nodded and murmured as he carried out the rest of his performance, already un-planning events in my head. Unscheduling date nights. Kicking myself for buying his birthday gift so far in advance. Wondering if anyone else I knew would want an engraved watch that said Walter on it.

    As he got up from the too-hard chair, gave my knee a delicate touch, and returned to the kitchen for his hash browns and eggs, I realized something else about this monologue: he’d made it from upon his own stage, from the safety of his home turf. I was the one who would have to return to my old, bare, and dormant nest, alone and abandoned. The process of doing so would only be a hair less painful than an arm fracture from a two-story tumble.

    Section Break

    I am the first, but not the last, to admit that I am a sensitive person — exemplified, at least partially, by the fact that my boss, Debra, has seen me stress-cry on several occasions: During my first gig with her at a bat mitzvah when I couldn’t find the placemats. During a corporate retreat when I placed the tray of deli meats too close to the bowl of fresh fruits and the client yelled at me so hard his neck veins looked like the roots of an oak tree. Point is, I’m easy to crumble, like a peach tart.

    Today, however, no crumbling. As I served food and drinks at, of all things, a four-year-old’s birthday party in an opulent suburban home, my eyes stayed dry, my chin uncrumpled. Here — in a symbol of the theoretical future of offspring, beagles, and a white picket fence that I could’ve seen having with Walter, were he not busy wanting to see other people, other futures, and perhaps other breeds of dog.

    As rug rats galloped and trampled around my ankles, clawing with their

    Enjoying the preview?
    Page 1 of 1