Sturniolo Triplets Fanfic Novels & Stories

Asher was the first to notice Diana plump and red lips and he found himself swallowing his saliva and wanting to have a taste of those strawberry lips. Diana didn't utter a word but could only stare at the Triplets who looked almost alike, but she couldn't easily notice their difference. Asher and Zane both had piercing in their ears, and judging by their looks, she knew they were not sone weak guys. They were tall and had deep brown eyes unlike Killian who had golden eyes. Judging by their height, they were both about 6.2ft tall with dark hair. The one with a smile on his face which was Asher looked cuter to Diana, but she immediately discarded any thought because she had no idea who they w

Idug my nails so deep into my palms I thought they’d bleed. Daddy? She called him Daddy. My throat went dry. That was supposed to be me. I was supposed to give him that. The triplets crowded him, chattering, showing him their kills like it was the most important thing in the world. And Ryan, Ryan knelt. He touched them, spoke to them, he even beamed at them. He never looked at me like that. Never. And then…then his gaze slid sideways. Subtle, but I saw it. The way his eyes lingered on Mikaela.

I opened my eyes, and Luna left, then the nurse began to chuckle softly. “What's so funny?” I asked, frowning. “It's the first time in all my years of knowing the triplets that they've finally agreed on something,” said the nurse with amusement, looking at my hand. “Maybe that's why the Goddess gave them the same mate.” I looked at my hand and saw the mark of the three moons.

If anyone could help Alaric win Elona back, it was the Terrific Trio. As Alaric left the villa that evening, he glanced up at the window where the triplets watched him. He gave them a small wave, and they waved back, their tiny faces filled with hope and determination. “Don’t mess this up, Daddy,” Arlyle whispered as he watched his father walk away. Inside the villa, Elona sat alone with the leather-bound journal, her fingers tracing the edges of its pages. For the first time in a long time, she allowed herself to hope. Maybe, just maybe, things could be different this time.

I'm supposed to take the three of them! My heart yearns for Emanuel yet it also aches for my mates. Whatever I feel about Emanuel has been overshadowed by what I feel for the three identical men seated out there in my living room. I've known the Blue moon Triplets' to be such an arrogant lot but right now, they've portrayed a different picture, a picture of responsible, loving, protective and caring young men and deep down, I've started falling for them. I'm just glad that I shoved my wolf to the back of my head and shut her out because right now she'd be all over the place dictating my heart and obviously forcing me on the triplets.

The Alpha of our pack is ruthless and cruel but he has a soft side too which is there just for his mate- our luna. The Alpha and Luna have three sons. The triplets- Aiden, Dominic and Xavier, popularly known as the bloodlust triplets. They are in their mid twenties and their ruthlessness has no bounds. They have overtaken their father in the matter of cruelness. They are lethal beasts who are ready to shed blood everywhere. They are invincible, powerful and true monsters.

Jasper chirped and I glared at him but both of them were immune to my glares and growls. “Because of both of you, I am also stuck in this situation,” I cursed under my breath before telling them about my thoughts and they grinned like idiots. “I was never happier about this Triplet thing before. Tsk, Tsk! Big brother is also stuck with us and forced to wait for our mate and Luna because the Triplets of the Royal Phoenix Pack have a prophecy that they have to share a single mate. How cruel is that! My heartfelt apologies!!!” Louis said but there was not a hint of apology on his face instead both of them were enjoying my situation.

I moaned as Jules’ thumbs rubbed against my nipple. That’s all it took for the Mayert triplets to take control, making me moan as they ravished me with their hands and mouths. My body ached for their touch and they didn’t refuse to grant me my desires, as they took turns in worshiping my body in many primal yet delicate ways, my body responding in return. “I love you all,” I whispered. “We love you, Shannon,” They replied in unison as we professed our love and sealed our union.

When their knots finally went down and they pulled out, a massive flood of triplet cum exploded from my destroyed pussy and ass, pouring onto the floor in thick white waves. I collapsed onto the couch, legs spread wide, holes gaping and leaking constantly, body trembling, voice completely gone. The triplets surrounded me, stroking my hair, my swollen belly, my sensitive tits. Luca kissed me softly on the lips. “You did so good, principessa. You’re officially our broken little toy now.” Matteo smiled darkly. “Tomorrow we start the real fun. We’re taking you to the club. The whole inner circle gets to watch while we triple-fuck you on stage. Then they can have turns with our well-trained whore

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 —