My Three Darlings Novel Novels & Stories

Those three days came and went, and I couldn't even find the strength to call that lie out. My fingertip slid over his name on my contacts list, and the six years of our past together flashed through my mind like a quick little movie. The night he confessed in the rain, drenched to the bone. Our scrappy startup days in a crammed rental, sharing one bowl of instant mac and cheese. The way he lifted me and spun me when he landed his first contract. Frame after frame flashed by until it froze on Ruby in my pajamas, her arm linked with Kyle's.

“Is that all right? Again?” “It will always be all right,” Dante said. “Every time you ask.” Elian nodded, relief flickering across his face before the current of thought reclaimed him. “The third novel is the deepest one,” he said. “The first was about arriving. The second was about staying. The third is about—” He hesitated, tasting the words. “About what you become when you stay long enough. The conversation with the land. The permanent change.” “Both parties permanently changed,” Dante said, quoting the opening line.

he said. I nodded slowly, taking a step closer, my gaze steady on his. “Darren was not born alone,” I said. There was a brief pause. Narek shifted slightly where he stood, his arms crossing loosely as his eyes narrowed just a fraction. “What do you mean?” he asked. I tilted my head, my smile deepening just a little, though there was no warmth in it this time. “He was born a triplet,” I said. The silence that followed was immediate, thick, almost tangible, and I could see the exact moment the words settled in, the exact moment realization began to take shape in their expressions.

Only the truly excellent could create never-ending wealth. Education was crucial to developing excellent talents. That was why all Quigleys had a study of their own. When Summer arrived at Caroline's study, she paid attention to Caroline's bookshelves. The books were brand new and didn't look like they had been read. It seemed that the bookshelves were merely decor with no practical use. Caroline sat gracefully, dressed in an expensive white dress with a classic floral design. Arrogance and disdain were clear on her face. She had no regard for Summer as her daughter-in-law at all.

Baby was getting ready to help Aura open the gift wrap. "I miss dad and mom now." Aura's voice sounded sad. Dollan ruffled Aura's hairs. "Let's open the gift." "Okay, let's open it." Aura's face was cheerful again. The three of them unwrapped the gifts and were surprised because they contained three dolls. a duplicate doll of Grey, Camelia and Aura. "Wow ... This is cool." Aura was very happy to see the contents of the gift. "You're right, this is cool. This is the first time I've seen a duplicate human doll like this and the doll looks real."

Margret's face darkened, her fists clenched in anger as she asked, "Charlie, did you switch my room that night?" The memory of waking up next to Mr. Jones flooded back to Margret, and now she realized that Charlie Sr was the father of her triplets. Charlie remained silent, refusing to answer Margret's question about who was responsible for the room swapping. He didn't want to reveal the truth. Margret groaned in pain as she tried to recall how Charlie Jr ended up in Charlie's hands. "You don't want to answer that? Then tell me, how did you get Charlie Jr? I remember giving birth to three of them..." she trailed off.

Today is the last week before Christmas. “Sterling's annual Corporation Christmas Gala” was in full swing. Stephanie adjusted her name badge, “Head of Public Funding and Financial Crimes” as she scanned the banquet hall from the high table reserved for senior management. Across the room, her three eight-year-old triplets sat at the children's section, thankfully behaving themselves at the time. Stephanie listened as Director Brighton hammered on quarterly projections. Her eyes drifted to the children's section. Tyler was probably schooling his brothers about something. Bryan was likely sketching on any white surface. And Perry… She smiled. Perry was probably daydreaming again.

Elera and I took public transport like we sometimes did when we wanted normalcy. When I got home, I bathed and fell asleep almost immediately. When I woke up, the sky outside my window had already shifted into deep orange fading into blue. I bathed again. I needed to feel awake and reset. It helped a little. I went downstairs and ate alone. The house felt unusually quiet. No distant laughter. No heavy footsteps. “Where are the triplets?” I asked one of the staff. “In their gaming room,” she replied. Of course. Whenever they locked themselves in there, the entire house moved carefully. No one disturbed them, it was their territory.

Elisia answered. Thane frowned when she heard 'the third of the third month.' He turned to face her again which made Elisia frightened. There it was again. The feeling that something dark was hidden inside Thane. "I didn't die on that day. I died on the fourth, and it didn't happen in 2039. I died two years ago. That means you didn't just turn back on the day your boyfriend died. You turned back way beyond that. You're really in serious trouble." Thane commented.

I knew I didn't have to do this but then I loved my life so much and I just wanted to be this perfect forever . "Mommy"I heard little Adela scream, bringing me out of my thoughts . I looked at my 3 year old baby girl and I just couldn't help but groan ,how time flies that quickly . Harry and I had Adela and she's 3 already ,and her Having, a much older sibling, made it more fun. At first I thought that it was going to be weird since the triplets were 20 years older than her , everything was just so weird but then I felt like it was Perfect .