Richard Thomas Triplets Novels & Stories

Luna nodded happily then they ate. When Sarah noticed that the people at Maximus’ table were standing up, she looked at them. She just shook her head because the triplets really looked like Maximus. ‘It’s impossible for Mr. Lim to be the father of the triplets.’ Sarah shook her head at what she was thinking. “It’s really impossible.” She said.

Linda was quiet. "I have been going over it all night," Emma continued. "What if Sarah delivered Triplets and someone helped her hide them? Because the way Alex responded to that girl was not the way children behave with strangers. It was recognition. It was the way you act when you already know someone and you are just relieved to have found them again." Linda moved to the edge of the bed and sat down. The room was quiet enough that Emma could hear the television from the living room, the low indistinct murmur of whatever her father had switched on now that the conversation out there was finished as far as he was concerned.

I tried to find the right word. “Whole.” Riko whispered. I smiled. So she felt it too. “Soulmates? That’s not really a thing. There are three of you and one of her. You can’t all be her soulmate.” her father shook his head. “We are triplets, sir. Identical triplets. That means we started as one. We were once one embryo that was divided into three. So we are pieces of the same soul. So you see, it’s possible.” I smiled, my eyes traveling to the clock.

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.

“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.

The Robert family had welcomed me with open arms, but little did I know that their hospitality would come with a heavy price – the revelation of truths that would change us all forever. Five years had flown by in the blink of an eye for Robert, during which time he had seen great success in his business endeavors. His company had continued to thrive, expanding its reach and solidifying its position as a leader in the industry. Robert had worked tirelessly to build his empire, and it had finally paid off. He was not only rich but also more famous in the business world than ever before. The triplets, who were once tiny babies, had now grown into big boys and a girl. They were a handful, but Ro

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.

"This is the DNA test I conducted. The firm results show that Alex, Noah, and Charlotte are triplets. I am their biological father, and you are their biological mother." Samantha was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning. Trembling, she opened the folder. There were three paternity test reports inside. The first was for Alex, Noah, and Charlotte. The second was for Charlotte and Ethan. The third was for Alex, Noah, and her. It clearly showed that they had a 99.9% blood relationship. So, Alex and Noah were really her biological sons. Charlotte's biological father was also Ethan? But, she clearly gave birth to twins back then. How could they become triplets?

The specific stillness that meant something had gone badly wrong and he was calculating the exact dimensions of it. "Lucian," Gavin said. Lucian turned the screen around. It was a text message. Sent to what I assumed was a private number because Lucian's expression said it should have been impossible to reach. The sender ID was blank, a string of zeros where a contact should have been. Three lines. I read them once and then read them again because my brain refused to process them on the first pass. THE PRESS WAS JUST THE APPETIZER. CONGRATULATIONS ON THE TRIPLETS.

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.