Long Lost 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

My babies then will grow up not knowing me but Trisha as their mother. Lord, please don't let it happen that way. I can not handle that anymore. Put things in balance Lord to avoid misunderstanding or problem. If it is possible Lord to make both Luis and Lexter the father of my babies, please let it be Lord to avoid fight between the brothers. Luis might not be able to take again another frustration or pain that his brother may cause if Lesxter will take all the babies if he is the father. At five months, my baby bump was a little heavy now. Having a triplets, three babies at same time is overwhelming feeling. How will I take care three babies at same time?

Not one, but multiple? Jason hesitated, his face lowering, his shoulders hunching as if bracing for impact. He shook his head, his voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, sir. Triplets—two boys, one girl. And no, she’s not married.” He paused, his eyes meeting Nero’s for a fleeting moment. “They’re yours.”

He wanted to see his sons happy. And only one person could do that, their mate. The triplets were waiting for their mate for centuries, they stopped aging at 28 years of their age. The trio searched the whole world from last five hundred years to find their mate but got nothing. Year by year their desire to have mate increased and it was making them more fierce. Their temper got out of control many times from the fact that they still haven't found their mate. As triplets they knew that they have to share a mate but after searching for centuries they were loosing hope.

I replied and Aaron burst out laughing, cheering my idea with another clink of our bottles. Rhys screamed at our sons but the werewolves and dragons seemed to have tuned out the outside world. Only the enemy existed with them in their isolated universe. The pack members had gathered in the woods by this time except for the rest of the two sets of triplets. The Goddess knows where were they went to stir trouble. However, I had pretty much given up. I was not aware that my mate’s sperm and mine were so potent to make triplets every time we ditched the c*ndom. The three sets of triplets were only a year apart from each other and given their close ages, they seemed to create the same problems ni

He couldn’t be any happier as he let go. The triplets are sitting inside their room, still on the chair, as they stare into the distance. There is nothing to say. There is nowhere to begin. Should they start their thoughts with the death of their mother, which had happened many years ago but they hadn’t realized because their uncle fooled them with a clone made out of magic of some kind?

I bite my bottom lip and tell him, “They were triplets, Matt. Two girls and a boy.” He frowns and says, “What happened to the boy?” I sigh and can’t stop the tears from coming, as I tell him, “Someone kidnapped him. When I gave birth to the triplets, they were in a dangerous position, which meant that Mark had to do an emergency c-section. When I woke up from the operation, they told me that in the nursery they mixed up the children’s bracelets and someone took him away. We looked for him everywhere, but in the end the police left him for dead.”

But one of the fetuses was smaller, closer to twelve weeks. The doctor explained it was a rare condition — heterotopic triplets. A second ovulation had occurred while I was already pregnant, fertilizing another egg. A miracle, they said, but also a curse. Abortion was impossible, too complicated, and four lives were at risk. He praised my babies, saying they are real fighters who kept their Mommy's life going and didn't give up. He kept reminding my body was too weak to carry them, yet if I miscarried, considering the injuries in my uterus, I might never have children again.

Every now and then, she'd hold my fingers in a death grip, her harsh pants of breath would get to my hearing and my heart would only squeeze painfully. I felt what she did. The triplets were as much mine as they were hers. Losing a family member was a quite devastating incident, talk more of losing three toddlers in one day. Not to death but through a sudden disappearance. For me, it was unheard of. "Having looked through the records, I've seen nothing that sums up to the triplets being in the pack." He announced again. "We can't go back all the way without them. We can't go back." I could sense all the brokenness which she felt encumbered in Neilla's words.

We shared everything all the good memories and bad memories we had so that we can know how our twin spended their life. We clicked numerous pictures, Alexa Did my makeup and we played stuff, stalked alexa's crush on instagram. It was the best night I ever had till date. It was now 4am and now my room was whole mess and we didn't bother cleaning up as we were tired. We both snuggled inside my blanket and kept our arm on each other and drifted to sleep. Lorenzo pov: We all were sitting at the dinning table for breakfast waiting for twins to come down and they both didn't came and Noah went to check on them .