Triplets Novels & Stories

She added with a serious look on her face as she crossed her arms in front of her. The triplets stared at her askance. “Ladies room? This is the men’s room.” Another of the triplets spoke. His hair was tied into a neat bun. One noticeable feature that Irene could see was that all three brothers had the same color of hair, skin, and eyes. She could only tell who was who by their voices and their hairstyles.

“I’m not here about Nebula. I need to talk to you. You need to stay away from those Wolfe brothers.” I let out a sharp laugh. “Let me guess,” I said. “They’re evil monsters who want to eat me alive.” “You think this is funny?” His tone hardened. “You don’t know those guys.” “And you do?” “Yes.” I crossed my arms. “Then enlighten me.” “The Wolfe triplets have a reputation in the pack territories,” he said. “They fight over women. They hunt together.” My stomach tightened. “They pick a girl, take turns with her for a while, and then toss her aside when they get bored. I hear they're fighting over you like a piece of meat. Does that seem normal?”

On my 18th birthday, my triplet brothers adopted a fifteen-year-old orphan girl and they claimed her mother died saving our parents. To make our new "sister" feel welcome, Matthew forced me to give her my coming-of-age gift, Daniel sent away the sheepdog that had been my companion since childhood because of her allergies. William coldly told me to get out of the house and stop making their little sister upset. I didn't argue. Just packed my bags and left. After they returned from their vacation with the orphan girl, they learned I'd enlisted in a twenty-year frontier medical program.

H Ava’s POV “I have no idea what you’re talking about and if this is a joke, it’s a very expensive one,” I said, my voice rising. My hands were shaking and I didn’t want to believe anything she had just said. There was no way I was pregnant because it didn’t even make sense to start with. The Moon Goddess wouldn’t be so cruel to deal with me in such a manner. For what it was worth, I only had sex with the triplets a handful of times and while we didn’t use protection, they assured me that we had safe sex and I believed them.

He gives me a wide smile before stuffing his face with some baked potato chips. Three years after Regulus, Nefret and I were blessed with the triplets. Hermes, Cupid, and Janus. It’s hard to tell them apart. I confuse them sometimes but Nefret never does. She can always tell her boys apart. She has a deep bond with her children and as a mate, it makes me proud. The triplets are the troublemakers. They are always getting themselves in trouble and causing chaos around the palace but no matter what, they are my pups and they taught me the most important thing in the world that a parent needs - patience. It was easy parenting Ares a

In response to our curious gazes, Sandra replies, “Last night, after Mother stated that this trio was five years old and has been steadily growing into their powers, Bhakti voiced a concern about possible other trios out there. Others that may have the same ill intentions that CCS have.” “CCS?” I give them a half-smirk. “You have a nickname for our big bad trio?” “It’s easier than saying Corinda, Casen, and Severn every single time.” Sandra punctuates her last three words with a clap on her thigh for each word and an eye roll at the end. “What do you mean, other trios?” Devin asks from behind us. All of us jump. Apparently, we were so engrossed in our conversation that we didn’t hear or

They were triplets: Faith Zeican Lee, Hope Ryker Lee, and Love Andrei Lee, who was the last to come out of their mother's womb. Among the three, Faith Zeican stands out as the epitome of kindness and compassion. Known for his gentle demeanor and caring nature, Faith is always ready to lend a helping hand and offer support to those around him. His generosity knows no bounds, often putting others' needs before his own, and his nurturing personality makes him the go-to person for comfort and advice.

Draven looked up at her, his jaw set tight. "It’s the triplets," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "They just snuck out of the estate... and they took a private helicopter to follow us here." He looked at the beautiful, romantic villa, then back at her, a mix of frustration and amusement crossing his face. "It seems, Mrs. Blackwood," he sighed, though his eyes were filled with pride, "that our children have decided our honeymoon is far too boring without them. And they are landing in ten minutes."

I took a very quick sip of my tea to hide it. Sarah giggled and leaned forward as much as her belly would let her. "Oh, I bet they are. Everyone in the whole pack knows the Blackwood triplets are absolutely crazy in bed. They have that Alpha energy that just doesn't quit. It must be exhausting having all three of them focused on you at once. How do you even walk?" "I don't know what you mean," I stammered. I took another long sip of tea, wishing I could disappear into the sofa.

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.