Long Lost Triplets Novels & Stories

Instead, the designation of being mates was the ultimate symbol of a lifelong commitment. Killan watched his mate in awe as he carried their children. Yes, children. Three tiny bundles of joy entered their lives, filling their home with the sweet sounds of coos and cries. The parents were overjoyed at the arrival of their triplets, marveling at the miracle of life and the blessings that had been bestowed upon them. The trio consisted of two young girls and a single boy. All of them were just four years old. The young ones stood in anticipation, their eyes fixed on the path ahead, eagerly awaiting the arrival of Ackerly.

I reply, my heart racing. The doctor’s demeanor shifts, a spark of excitement glimmering in his eyes. "There’s no reason to worry. Look, here are the twins… both girls, by the way. They’re slightly on the small side, but that's completely normal for triplets. And look here, both their hearts are beating perfectly." He points at the screen, and I find myself leaning in closer, captivated by the tiny flickers of life.

I wailed, shutting my eyes, "he thinks I’m barren now." ​"Liora, listen to me," Matthew said as he leaned in close and dropped his voice, "the doctor came to talk to us after the surgery, and you have to remain calm, you were pregnant with triplets, and although the trauma of the fall made you lose one, the other two are still there, they are still viable. " ​I froze, my eyes flying open as I glanced at my brother, my hand instinctively reaching to my stomach, "What? You mean... I didn’t lose it all?"

I was now a successful doctor, a testament to the power of perseverance and the belief in oneself. But my journey of triumph didn't end there. Alongside my professional accomplishments, I held another precious treasure close to my heart. The triplets, my boys, were a blessing that came unexpectedly but brought immeasurable joy. They represented the love and newfound happiness that blossomed when I chose to forge my own path.

Vikramaditya leaned back into the leather seat of his private jet, the hum of the engines a steady reminder that he was already in motion, chasing shadows across continents. Mary’s words echoed in his mind like a haunting refrain—You are a father… of triplets. He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply, but disbelief clung to him like a second skin. Fatherhood had never been part of his carefully charted destiny, and yet here it was, demanding answers he could not ignore. Dharna held those answers, and finding her was more urgent than the storm of emotions threatening to consume him.

"Actually, in a way, you have three." Wren's eyes went wide with immediate, delighted surprise. "Three." "It's complicated," I admitted, choosing my words with the particular care this conversation deserved. "They're brothers. Triplets, which means they look almost exactly alike. And a long time ago, before you were born, something happened that meant they weren't able to be part of our lives." "What happened."

She said looking confused. I lost my baby five months ago. My third miscarriage and their babies inside me now? How? What's happening to me? “Did you just say babies?” I asked, trying to get everything together. “Yes darling, the doctor said there are triplets in you” madam pink replies me. I almost fainted. Triplets in me? What is going on, what is wrong with me. I pinched myself to be sure this isn't a dream. It's not, I'm not fucking dreaming at all.

A great sense of guilt wrenched my heart. “Yes, I have children. A girl and two boys.” “What?” she gasped. “Since when?” At last, here it was, the moment I'd been dreading had finally come. I sipped my wine as if washing my throat for the secrets I was about to spill. “Three months after I left Washington, I fell sick. I thought it was just my body adjusting to a new environment. But I visited a hospital and found out I was pregnant with triplets.”

“Forgive me but you have no heir for now. If it's possible, you can have sex with as many ladies as possible. It could help produce a kid to be your heir.” This words were empty words. I knew Gabby must have thought carefully before letting this out. It sounded quite hurtful at first but I had to think about it once more before I got something defensive to say. “But I have triplets!” I shouted back at him defensively. “Triplets that have currently been kidnapped…” Gabby made up a sober face. “Triplets that we currently do not know if they are alive or dead. You need to think about this once more.” I sighed.

Ava's heart stopped. “Me?” “No.” He looked at Ethan. “You were removed from this room.” Ethan didn't speak. Elias continued. “You were a baby. Helena gave birth to you here.” Ava looked at Ethan. “So this is where he was born.” “Yes.” “Then why was I brought here?” Elias's face became grim. “Because years later, when Ava gave birth to the triplets, someone reopened the room.” Ava stepped back. “Why?” “To repeat what happened.”