Sturniolo Triplets Drawing Novels & Stories

Her hands tightened on the pages, crumpling them slightly. No, she whispered, shaking her head. No, no, no! Her voice grew louder with every word, until she was screaming. She flung the papers across the room, her chest heaving as she paced back and forth, her hands clenched into fists. When she reached for the third, her legs almost buckled. Pictures of the triplets stared back at her—Dante, Damian, Daniella. Her eyes went from the pictures to the image of Ethan in her head.

I stepped back, mortified. He shrugged and reclined on his chair. " I am David Skywalker." " Damian has a twin?!" My eyes popped in disbelief. " No. He is a triplet." A cold voice washed down my core and drove shivers up my spine. It would be hard to miss. Anywhere at all. After that night, I never imagined seeing him any where. Especially not here. I was too ashamed to turn. But with my face disfigured, I doubt he would recognize me. Well, I didn't see his face either. I just have to pretend —

He climbed onto the sofa beside her and opened the notebook. Crayon lines filled the page. Bright colors. Simple shapes. But the drawing was recognizable. Three stick figures stood side by side beneath a large sun. Evelyn had seen similar drawings from him before. Usually the same three figures. A woman. A child. And a tall man with darker shading around the eyes. Silas held the notebook proudly. “Do you like it?” Evelyn forced a soft smile. “It’s beautiful.” He studied the picture carefully. Then pointed to the tallest figure.

All of them were made by Ritika, some of them before surgery, some during her stay in the hospital and two were her recent art work from which one was completed. It was Leela’s sketch, Dharna’s wolf. In the sketch, Leela was standing at the edge of the mountain under the light of the full moon and howling to the moon. Leela felt emotional seeing her as the sketch was too beautiful. Ritika had drawn every detail of her wolf even the black spot under her eye. She told Dharna to give her control as she wanted to talk to her younger sister as well. Therefore, she did so and her eye color changed from brown to yellow golden.

but that everything would be recorded, as if time itself were attentive to every step Kan and Gabriel would take. Now, the triplets' room was silent, except for the sound of the three boys' heavy breathing. Ayel, Noam, and Lior were sitting in a circle, their hands extended over the space between them. The fissure they were trying to control flickered before them, pulsing with unstable energy. Each attempt drained them, and exhaustion was already beginning to weigh on their childish bodies. "We did it... for a few seconds longer!" said Ayel, his face illuminated by the fissure's light.

I pulled it down, flipping through the dusty pages until I found a group photo of the triplets' late parents. I pointed to the man in the center—the triplets' father. "Look at his eyes. Matthew has the exact same eyes. It’s uncanny." The seer leaned in, studying the old photograph, her face going entirely pale. "The eyes are a genetic blueprint, Soraya. If he has the same eyes, he isn't their uncle. He's a direct descendant." Before she could finish her thought, a violent jolt shot straight through my heart.

Gradually, their exchange sharpened. “…can’t let her hide them away forever,” Lucy stated, her words icy and brutal. My wolf perked up, a shiver racing along my back. “I get it,” Liam replied, his voice shadowy and ominous. “But we have to be clever about it. Ava won’t give them up easy.” Lucy’s chuckle was piercing, like shattering shards. “Oh, I’m shaking,” she jeered. “We’ll handle Ava, no problem. The big issue is, how do we grab the triplets?”

I look at the individual photos and the file of information that goes with each one, NAME: UNKNOWN SPECIES: VAMPIRE LOCATION: ALWAYS ON THE MOVE - WE ARE TRACKING AGE: THIRTY-EIGHT APPROXIMATELY RELATIONSHIPS: UNKNOWN FAMILY: THREE KNOWN SIBLINGS All the information files were like this, so they really didn't have much on them as individuals but as a whole, they had quite a bit, there were even some old clippings that looked really old, and one of the guys popped up on quite a few and he looks very similar to the more recent ones but not quite identical, to me the more recent one might be a descendant, maybe a grandchild of sorts. As I go through the photos again, I see there is another phot

She slowly released her legs, she had clenched together, watching as the triplets eyes changed and how they let out a deep husky growl, and her clit vibrant in excitement. Silas leaned in first, his nose nuzzling against her neck as he inhaled deeply. Lyra shivered at the sensation. Then it was Ezra's turn, his breath hot against her skin as he took in her scent. And finally, it was zayn, his lips brushing against her ear as he breathed her in. The triplets pulled back, their eyes dark with desire as they looked at her. "You smell amazing," Silas murmured, his voice rough with need.

"The detail is incredible. The artist must have put a lot of time into this." I smiled, relieved that she liked it. "Wait..." She tilted her head. "Which one is Riven again?" I couldn't help but laugh. "Mom... one of the triplets." "I know that." She laughed too. "I just can't remember which one. They all have the same face." "The eldest." She shrugged with an amused smile. "That doesn't help me much. I still can't tell them apart." Another laugh escaped me. She looked at me for a moment, her expression growing gentler.