Encanto Triplets Novels & Stories

They looked like they were carved from the same mold. Triplets. Perfectly identical, yet each radiated a different kind of danger. “Alpha Kaelrix. Alpha Candice. Alpha Versus,” the man beside me announced. “She’s here, your mate, Elinra.” Silence fell so heavy that I could barely breathe. Three sets of eyes fixed on me. My heart hammered in my chest. “She’s even prettier than her twin,” the white-haired one said finally, his voice low and raspy. The one with the white hair chuckled. “What’s your name?”

Zachary, the eldest of her triplets, was quietly reading a book in the corner. “Luna baby, if you want your brother to read a story for you, please focus on him so you will understand the story, and if you want to play, then let your brother read a story peacefully, hmmmf? Please don’t shout at him. He’s still your big brother.” Luna pouted, but she nodded and realized her mistake. Celeste kissed both of her arguing children. Who would have thought that in just one night, she would have triplets. Two boys and one girl.

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."

"Oh, absolutely. You’ll be emotional, and I’ll get to hold it over you forever." Ethan exhaled, shaking his head. "You’re impossible." "And you love me for it," she quipped. Before he could respond, a loud crash echoed across the hall. They turned to see the triplets standing near the dessert table, guilty expressions on their faces, the wedding cake topper shattered on the floor. Rachel closed her eyes. "I don’t even want to know." Ethan laughed. "At this rate, we’ll be lucky if they don’t set something on fire before the ceremony."

And though they knew that their lives would never be the same again, they took comfort in the knowledge that no matter where they were, they would always have each other. As the sun began to set on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the opulent ballroom of the Robert mansion, the three triplets stood side by side, their identical features a mirror image of each other. They had been invited to a lavish party at the mansion, but as they looked around at the grandeur of their surroundings, a sense of unease began to gnaw at them. One of the triplets, let's call him Michael, turned to his siblings with a furrowed brow. "Why are we here in another man's house and not with our father?" he asked

That worried me more than I wanted to admit. The thought of the triplets kept looping through my mind—the bond, what it meant, what they'd do when they woke up and followed the trail I'd stupidly left straight to their doors. I needed to reach the boundary before any of that happened. "You're loud," Tala muttered. "It's annoying." "I didn't say anything," I thought back. "You didn't have to," she said. "The same thought has been running laps in your head for the last ten minutes."

He had a premonition that left him uneasy. Charlie Jr. was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. It was Stella calling. "Hey, I heard your brothers are back. Is that true?" Stella asked eagerly. Charlie Jr. hesitated for a moment but eventually confirmed it with a grunt. Stella's voice was filled with excitement as she inquired, "You're one of the triplets, right? Can you tell me more about them?" Charlie Jr. felt a little uneasy but pushed aside his discomfort and suggested, "Why don't I take you to meet them? What do you say?"

I blurt out. “Oh my!” Valentina exclaims. “What the hell!” Gianna squeals. “How about I come over to spend the weekends??” I laugh. “You wanna seduce them, huh?” I tease. “Yes yes!” She laughs. Valentina narrows her eyes at me, leaning closer to the screen. “Wait, wait, back up. Triplets? And they're hot?” “Identical triplets,” I repeat with a dramatic sigh, flopping back on my bed. “Like sinfully attractive. You wouldn't want to believe it unless you saw them.”

I couldn’t look up for too long because of my spinning head but when I was able to stand straight again, something dropped on the floor and Serena climbed down from the top of the bookcase, sitting a distance away… watching. Curiously, I picked up the thin but long leather-bound book she had thrown down and dusted the heavy layers of dust, feeling words inscribed on it. Once the dust was cleared, I saw that there was a title engraved on the scratchy leather in gold. THE CURSE OF THE TRIPLETS First page open and I realized that The Alpha Triplets and The Chosen Three were not the first triplets to appear in the territories. There’s been more but the gap between the last ones and the Alpha Tri

They weren’t about to mess with the triplets—not after learning the hard way how tough they were. Inside, breakfast was in full swing. Beatrice, Eliza, Octavia, Molly, and Vincent were present, along with Richard and Willa’s family. As Caitlin and the boys sat down, Eliza personally pulled out a chair for her. “Sit here, dear.” “Thank you, Eliza.” Once seated, Beatrice’s gaze lingered on the triplets. After a long moment, she frowned. “Wait a minute… which one is which?” She had been staring at them, trying to tell them apart, but they were identical down to their perfectly coordinated outfits.