Long Lost Triplets Novels & Stories

He moved the wand to the right, trying to recapture the area he needed after I had moved. I watched the screen and bit my lip. I watched as he moved it around until I finally saw it. Three…three little bundles nestled together. It explained why I was showing so early. Why the symptoms I had been experiencing were so bad. Cursing, I covered my mouth with my hand. “I don’t think there has ever been a male pregnancy with triplets. Omega or not. I have to report it.” “It means you have to report Landon and Amelia too.”

"I don't think that is my place to tell you... The doc should do...." "Griffin please!" "The pain was caused by a miscarriage..." "What??" "You didn't know?? Scarlett, you were pregnant with twins... The doc can explain it better, but from what I understand, the malnourishment, lack of food and blood, the exhaustion of running and whatever the trauma was that had you running in the first place caused your body to reject the pregnancy..." "I must get moving. If everyone knows, then it won’t be long before he knows.."

Natalie Grayson It had been five days since we found out we were having triplets and the joy among my family and Nolan's was riveting and exciting. No one expected this to happen because it had to be a one in a million chance. Twins were quite rare in the werewolf community, but triplets? That was a whole other story. Everyone was beaming with happiness, and Luna Martha was the most excited. She had already bought gifts for the little ones and Nolan was already trying to figure out their genders.

How could they become triplets? Seeing her confusion, Ethan explained, "Back then, you were indeed pregnant with triplets. However, because the third child was hiding behind the other two, it wasn't captured in the ultrasound. During childbirth, you did give birth to triplets. However, after giving birth to the first one, you fainted. At that time, the children suffered from temporary shock and cardiac arrest due to suffocation during childbirth. The doctors thought the child had died. But in fact, they were resuscitated.

"The trauma you sustained also affected one of the triplets you were carrying. Unfortunately, despite our best efforts, we were unable to save that baby, and surgery was necessary to remove the fetus…" My breath hitched. Triplets. I had been carrying triplets, a miracle I never dared to dream of, and now one was gone. A sob tore from my throat, a sound filled with such raw pain that it seemed to pulse through the sterile walls. It soon morphed into a series of wracking cries that made my body convulse as I gasped for air.

“Let me help carry it.” I met his warm, inviting eyes, my pulse thumping. He deserved the full story—about my kids, about John, about my life as Scott’s wife. “Liam,” I started, my voice a whisper, “there’s something from my past you need to know.” I paused, gathering my words. “I have triplets—Jace, Niko, and Rhea.” I looked up, watching for his reaction. His expression stayed calm, eyes fixed on mine, a gentle nod urging me to continue. His lips pressed together briefly, then relaxed, his attention fully on me, like every word I said mattered deeply.

"All right, Lynn, I'm going to trust and be honest with you. Actually, I'm looking to find out who the real father of my triplets kids is." Lynn's brows furrowed. "The triplets? You mean the two kids who were with you at my birthday party yesterday and called you Ms. Joy?" "Yes. There are many things that I have to confirm before declaring that they are my children, and one of them is the matter of this biological father." "But there are only two kids, in my party last time." "There was one other kid who wasn't at the party that day." "Wow, you have triplets? Those are so... amazing and rare. Sorry if I'm wrong, but I don't think your family knows about them either?"

What will happen to her then? No! Xavier can never find out about the triplets.

I couldn't hold back my grievances, "Child, child, you talk about it every day. If you like children so much, why don't you have one yourself?" "What did you say?" Calista was furious, "I urged you to have a child for whose sake? The Rodriguez family was willing to marry you because you were pregnant with their eldest grandson. But you lost the six-month-old fetus. Bryce didn't divorce you, and it's already a blessing for our Thompson family ancestors." My eyes turned red. If it were someone else who said this to me, I could bear it. But even my own mother was saying this. It wasn't me who climbed onto Bryce's bed back then.

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