Chris Sturniolo Triplets Novels & Stories

Caleb leaned over the back of the divan, his long fingers expertly finding my swollen knot, his thumb striking it with a torturous, rhythmic precision that synced perfectly with every single one of Asher’s deep, brutal strokes. "You're ours," Caleb whispered perversely against my ear, his hot breath sending shivers rushing down my spine. "Every drop of your pleasure belongs to this house." I locked my fingers into the leather cushions, my body vibrating with an intense, suffocating wave of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. The darkness behind my eyelids flared with white-hot sparks as the combined assault of the three triplets pushed me straight toward the edge. My inner walls clamped tightly aro

he replied, motioning for him to keep moving forward. Conri's breath caught in his throat when his gaze landed on the newborns. "We have Double Shifters..." He trailed off, staring in disbelief at his beloved triplets. One of which yawned sleepily while snuggling comfortably into his brother's arms, nuzzling his face against his neck affectionately. His eyes sparkled brightly, and a broad smile spread across his handsome features.

The triplets hugged each other without realizing the gawking eyes and the gaping mouth at them. Jane and Jake took Jade to where their father was frozen. " See daddy , we told you we found our triplets brother but you didn't believe us. We are all your kids daddy. I am Jane and he is Jake and this is Jade. WE ARE TRIPLETS.." Jane introduced themselves proudly.

"Who am I serving?" The door of the middle SUV opened. A guy stepped out, looking like he had just walked off a runway in Paris, except for the fact that his eyes were glowing a dangerous, predatory gold. He looked at me, and then he looked at the other two cars. Two more guys stepped out. They were identical. Sharp jawlines, messy black hair, and that same terrifying, beautiful face. The Triplet Heirs. The Blackwood brothers. Lucius, Silas, and Jax. They were the future of the werewolf world, and they were famous for being the most ruthless, arrogant, and cruel men alive.

I sped out of the parking lot, adrenaline pumping through my veins. Shit, shit, shit. It was only a matter of time before Ryder figured everything out. He would come for them. Not long after, I burst through the door of my apartment, my mind in a frenzy. “Mary! Iris! Andy! Get your bags!” I exclaimed, while getting up and down to drag the suitcases from the closet. Silence. My heart dropped into my stomach as dread crawled up to my face. My triplets weren’t here. “Goodness, where are they?”

"This is the DNA test I conducted. The firm results show that Alex, Noah, and Charlotte are triplets. I am their biological father, and you are their biological mother." Samantha was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning. Trembling, she opened the folder. There were three paternity test reports inside. The first was for Alex, Noah, and Charlotte. The second was for Charlotte and Ethan. The third was for Alex, Noah, and her. It clearly showed that they had a 99.9% blood relationship. So, Alex and Noah were really her biological sons. Charlotte's biological father was also Ethan? But, she clearly gave birth to twins back then. How could they become triplets?

Ron’s gaze transferred to Josh and the kids before returning to meet mine. “I see these are your children.” It was not a question but a statement, so I nodded to confirm. Josh, on the other hand, did not look like he appreciated the interruption. His brow furrowed, and his gaze pierced me with a silent question that I chose to ignore. Seeing that he won't get any cooperation from me, Josh cleared this throat to get Dr. Ron's attention and introduced himself. “I am Josh Morgan Sterling. Olivia’s husband and the triplets’ father.”

Melissa said. “You want us to move ahead?” I raised my eyebrows at her. “Yes. I wanted to be the one to tell you about the triplet’s decision because I felt I owed it to you to finally do right by you. If you look into that document, you’ll see the truth for yourself and we can end this matter amicably.” Melissa pushed the document towards me. I didn’t know what to expect but I knew that the triplet’s signature couldn’t be forged. I flipped the documents open and there it was on three separate dotted lines. Ricky, Jules, and Cole’s signatures were staring back at me.