Butterfly Mansion Triplets Novels & Stories

DAWN. "Dominic, Derick, and Devon Lopez popularly known as Triple D are the Three super charming and rich Triplets who are often the talk of the town and school." "With their mother as the President and Manager of several companies, lots of people desire to get closer to them knowing they are the inheritors to the empires" Brittany narrated and I felt a whirlpool of emotions flowing through me. Emotions I couldn't identify or figure out. I expected those three to be powerful but not that powerful and as a matter of fact, I didn't expect them to be triplets. I mean, they did look alike but being triplets didn't even occur to me in the slightest.

What if his brothers are trying to get the kids for themselves? Goddess, this was too much! Who should he believe? The seed of doubt had already been planted in him, deep and festering. --- Kira’s Mansion. Far away, Kira watched the scene unfold through the eyes of her informant in the triplets pack. Watching them fight among themselves was so pleasurable. The cracks in the triplets' bond were widening, and soon, they would break entirely. Morana purred with satisfaction. "They’re tearing themselves apart, just as we planned. This is so beautiful to watch, I can't wait to taste their blood."

Chapter 30 One year later, the sprawling Holloway-Jones estate overlooking the ocean glowed with warm lights and children’s laughter. The triplets—now six and full of boundless energy—chased each other across the manicured lawn, their dark curls bouncing as they played with toy motorcycles and dolls. Lucas led the charge, Ethan right behind, while Ava Rose twirled in her favorite princess dress, her laughter ringing like bells.

"Can you come in today, please? It involves your triplets….. Jake, Kate, and Blake." I observed my face turn pale. "Is everything all right?" "They're fine," he replied hastily. "But, there was. another issue. It would be better if we spoke in person. Please, as soon as possible." Another day. Those words remained in my head, hurtful and difficult to forget, as I put on my coat and picked up my keys. The triplets had explained that Henry had been bullying them earlier — telling cruel things about how his father had more money and how they lacked a father.

"Both of them? How can that be? How can she be mated to both of them? I thought that was a myth." “I don’t know; it’s rare but true. She is mated to both of them, and they, in turn, are mated to her and each other. It’s a triad bond, a rare and complicated phenomenon. However, that’s not even the problem.” Adam rubbed his temples, struggling to comprehend the situation. “This is disastrous,” He muttered. “It could lead to numerous complications. How are you going to handle this?” I sighed, “I don’t know. However, there’s something else I need to tell you—something I’ve just discovered.”

The air in the grand hall was thick enough to choke on. Usually, the mansion felt like a fortress, but tonight, it felt like a tomb. At the head of the room, elevated on a velvet-draped stage, stood the triplets: Theo, Armani, and Lucas. They were a trinity of power, flanked by silent sentries whose fingers twitched near the triggers of their rifles. Below them, a sea of subordinates stood in suffocating silence.

My body tensed immediately, and I couldn't contain myself. “I'm not here to fight, Tracy,” I said with a firmness that surprised them. "I'm here to study. Not to be the center of attention. And if you think they belong to you, you're very wrong. The triplets aren't objects; they're people. They have souls and a mate who will choose them for who they are. And you, Tracy, have none of that. All you have is a superficial mask that makes you look like an empty shell."

It was a perfect, ethereal mirror of the heavens. I stood at the very edge, barefoot in the damp grass, my fingers trembling. The triplets were still at their pack meeting, their deep voices and the occasional roar of the fire carried on the faint breeze from the main hall. I knew they wouldn’t be back for hours, engrossed in their duties, in the complex dance of leadership. And I—well, I hadn’t been able to stay in the mansion any longer. The familiar walls had felt too tight, too confining, the silence too heavy, too pregnant with the unspoken questions rattling in my mind. The magic in my veins had been building again, a relentless tide within me. Whispering. Humming. Growing louder with

Claudia said trying to appease her mum but Lorraine’s eyes latched onto hers echoing, “Bad dreams? What bad dreams? Are you seeing some things?” Lorraine said as Claudia quickly retracted her hand and shook her head. “I don’t remember. It is nothing.” She said as Lorraine sighed and said, “Let me take you to your room and tuck you in.” Claudia allowed herself to be carried upstairs to her room. Lorraine didn’t understand why the triplets chose separate rooms from the age of 5, but they felt uncomfortable sleeping in one room. Layla had murmured in her sleep that they would get them because they would be too strong to scent but Lorraine didn’t understand what she had meant and had just waved

And as we closed the door behind us and stepped into the night, our hearts held the promise of a new beginning, filled with love, adventure, and the shared longing for the home we had created together. Damien and I piled into the car with our triplets, Liam, Landon, and Lana, nestled in the backseat. The moving truck stood proudly behind us, ready to carry our belongings to the new house. As we pulled up to the gate of our new home, however, Damien's face paled. "Oh no," he exclaimed, his voice tinged with panic. "I forgot the keys! I'll have to run back and get them." My eyes widened in surprise as Damien disappeared, leaving us stranded in the car. Sensing an opportunity for mischief, the