Chris Sturniolo Triplets Novels & Stories

“You don’t have to do this, Chris…he’s just a little boy, they are your sons, our sons” “Don’t make excuses for him! Don’t make excuses for them! You know what’s bad enough than having triplets? Having them turn out to be useless Alphas. One boy is a freak, the other can barely hold his ground with a voice like that. I get rid of them and we can go back to how we used to be, Cat. Connor is perfect. Connor is the son I was destined to have. Triplets are cursed didn’t you hear the myths? If the two sons are out of the picture, no one, absolutely no one will look down on us- “

Eleanor stood obediently, blinking her big blue eyes. After looking at the three faces one by one, Bianca returned to focus on Christopher and Christian. After looking for a while, she couldn't tell the difference. The first expressionless face was exactly the same as her memory of her little nephew. Christian stepped out of the line, affectionately grabbed Bianca's hand, and shook it, then earnestly explained. "My dear beautiful and elegant Auntie, we are indeed bona fide triplets. Mommy gave birth to the three of us, but Big Brother got lost by accident. Mommy has been looking for Big Brother all these years."

“Yes. Three months pregnant. The doctor said his machine picked three heartbeats. So, you’re highly likely to be pregnant with triplets.” What! Triplets? I unconsciously rested my gaze on Ronan’s groin, wondering if he carried a ballistic missile for a cock. ”The first time was twins, now, it’s triplets. Wouldn’t the third one be quadruplets? Am I a rabbit?” I don’t know how come I blurted out these words. I really thought I was only thinking. “Elena, you just mentioned the third time. Do you mean you want to stay with me? Elena, please say yes. Tell me you’d give us one last chance.”

They were so perfect. Luna had given birth to her triplets two months ago. Two girls and a boy and all three were healthy despite coming early at thirty-four weeks. She and Kael were exhausted but managing with help from both packs. Her mother had stayed to help and surprisingly the two of them had rebuilt their relationship through late-night feedings and diaper changes. I loved that for Luna. "I do not know how you do it," I told Luna during a rare coffee break at her house. The triplets were all sleeping somehow and we were taking advantage of the silence.

Gaze lingered on him, watching as he went grabbing onto his backpack, and was just about leaving, when he took an abrupt stop, turning around slowly, finally resting his eyes on me. His eyes bored into me, gaze searching through my profile. "You're new" He stated, with brows furrowed. He had soon spine around, proceeding away, leaving Denna and I, once again unaccompanied. "Those are the triplets. They're eleven" Denna let out as soon as the figure of the kid was away. "Triplets?" "You seem surprised. Wait till you hear about the twins. Those ones are Fifteen" "You know, they're all lucky" She began.

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.

"For a Luna with multiple mates?" Clara shook her head. "Not common, but not unprecedented either. The last recorded case of triplets in a multi-mated Luna was nearly eighty years ago." She fixed me with a stern look. "It means you'll need extra care, extra nutrition, and absolutely no more spiritual projections until after they're born." "Triplets," Brent whispered, looking dazed. Then a slow grin spread across his face. "Three little pups." Liam moved closer, his scholarly expression giving way to wonder as he placed his hand next to Clara's on my stomach. "The goddess truly has blessed us."

I feared they might lay on her, but they were cuddled along Sienna when I woke this morning. “Did something happen?” I ask. Standing in the room is Chris. He is talking with my dad. The triplets showed up a month after everything happened, and Sienna gave them Cavallo’s heart. I have no idea what happened after that, but I am sure it was not good. While I have never seen it, I have heard that they are very creative regarding torture and punishment. I slightly feel bad for Cavallo and his guys, but they brought this upon themselves.

“My bad. Go on… please” Katrina rolled her eyes and took another cinnamon roll. I wished it was my d*ck that she was eating so passionately. IAN I just wanted to lighten up the mood and they got mad… tough crowd. The doctor continued. “The father of the triplets is Ian Turner.” I got up from my seat while my brother’s eyes turned dark. Katrina squashed the roll in her hands, her glares were lethal, and I f*cking liked it. “Looks like it’s settled,” Ian said, clapping his hands.

For the triplets. She'd never tried to reach the children's bond from this distance. She hadn't known if it would carry. But the thread was there — all three of them, warm and near in a way that had nothing to do with geography, the specific, unmistakable presence of people you were bone-deep connected to. Caius's small golden sparks. Stellan's silver shimmer. Auryn's steady, patient, blazing light. She gathered all of it — all five of them, herself and Ryder and three children who were eleven days old and already fighting — and she pushed.