Older Brother And Triplets Novels & Stories

Lydia wondered if he had a mate yet, despite his cuteness. She tried slapping her thoughts away. What was she thinking? “I’m sorry about my sisters,” he said, glancing in the direction Ella and Kate had gone. “They’re not usually that… aggressive.” Lydia was lost for words. “They’re your sisters?” Brian nodded. “Yeah, we’re triplets. But I’ve got nothing to show for it. While they’re copies of my dad, I’m the image of my mom. So people think they’re just twins.”

She answered truthfully as the man nodded his head and noted it down. “Any family in the picture? Parents or husband?” He asked as she shook her head and said, “No, just me…my parents are dead and you just took my ex boyfriend out of here.” “So is he the father of your kids?” He asked motioning to the triplets who were giggling and making noises.

He asked back. I was slightly breathless with his words. It felt too good to be true, but I tried to believe it. “If that's so, they wouldn't want me out of your lives like this.” “They are old people and have specific ways of doing things. Don't pay attention to them, Luna. And, when it comes to the care I share with my brothers, you need to understand one thing, you can't always be the reason for our issues. We would sort it out, we are triplets after all. So, stop talking about all these,” he pleaded softly.

“My bad. Go on… please” Katrina rolled her eyes and took another cinnamon roll. I wished it was my d*ck that she was eating so passionately. IAN I just wanted to lighten up the mood and they got mad… tough crowd. The doctor continued. “The father of the triplets is Ian Turner.” I got up from my seat while my brother’s eyes turned dark. Katrina squashed the roll in her hands, her glares were lethal, and I f*cking liked it. “Looks like it’s settled,” Ian said, clapping his hands.

With her blood pressure shooting up, she could only result in giving birth to the triplets naturally. " Mrs Johnston,the baby is almost here... Take a deep breath and when the pain hits, push harder." The doctor instructed. With the help of the doctors and Ronald accompanying her, Ava gave birth to three bouncing babies. They were all healthy. Two boys and a princess. Four years later. " Nelly, where is Nelly and Kelly?" Ava asked her older son. " I don't know, maybe they went pranking the maids again." The boy called Nelly answered. He was the eldest of the triplets.

She smiled and pulled down her sunglasses, so he could see that she meant it with every fiber of her being. “Mummy!” The triplets shouted at the same time as they ran to meet her. Mr. Brown gushed at how cute the triplets were. They were two girls and a boy, and it was hard to tell their differences since they were wearing identical outfits. “Oh my goodness! What are your names?” He laughed as they grabbed his hand in excitement. “My name is Jenna,” The girl declared proudly, and this is “Elena and Jaden.” “Awn, you're cute.” He complimented as they giggled and ran around 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."

Trembling, I reached out to grasp Damien's hand. "The triplets, Damien," I choked out, my voice barely a whisper. "What about our children?" Squeezing my hand lovingly, Damien leaned in closer, his eyes filled with compassion. "Miraculously, our beloved triplets are unharmed," he assured me, a mixture of relief and awe evident in his voice.

“Ah, you must have met my twins…but keep it a secret, no one should know that I am relating ed them.” “Twins? Are you saying it's not just one?" “Yes, we are triplets. I'm the oldest and heir. Theon is the current managing director of the company, which I am guessing you already met him, and my other twin is somewhat off the radar as he wanders into clubs."

Or watch how quickly things can turn ugly. My eyes opened in shock, I began to think who could send this who The phone trembled in my hand. I deleted the message immediately, but the words burned behind my eyes. They knew about Landon. They knew he was the triplets’ son. And they were already using him as a weapon. I curled up on the couch, hugging a pillow to my chest as silent tears slipped down my cheeks. The triplets had brought this danger to our doorstep. And no matter how much the bond pulled at me, no matter how sincere some of their words sounded…