Sturniolo Triplets Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he whispered. I nodded giving him a wide smile. "I know."I replied. "We love your tight bond Alpha but we dont hsv much time. Luna, you will have three days to try to fix...the issues that has been going on with the younger cubs and if they are able to stand up for you then you have passed but If not...well let's not let it get to that"She stated. I gulped. Hard. "Its time.Are you ready dear luna?"Alphana declared.

I was now a successful doctor, a testament to the power of perseverance and the belief in oneself. But my journey of triumph didn't end there. Alongside my professional accomplishments, I held another precious treasure close to my heart. The triplets, my boys, were a blessing that came unexpectedly but brought immeasurable joy. They represented the love and newfound happiness that blossomed when I chose to forge my own path.

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.

"After the last attack from you and your rogues, we lost a lot of lives. My father included." "Sorry for your loss." Jasper said emotionlessly, clearly not meaning a word. "I don't need your fake sympathy!" Syrena snarled. "Alaric has shut down the school, and the pack is almost empty as everyone left." "What does this have to do with joining me?" Jasper asked impatiently. "Diana is mated to the triplets." Syrena spat out the words that were eating into her soul. Jasper smiled darkly. So that was why she was here. She too was obsessed with the triplets.

He reached for the brown envelope, opened it, and pulled out what was inside–photos. His gaze returned to me as he spoke, “Like we did with Skye and Sunny, I took pictures of Starr monthly during her first year. And then the following years as well. You have fraternal triplets. Aren’t you curious about what Starr looks like? Who does she resemble between her parents?” Lucian’s voice changed at the last question. The anger in his voice was evident along with the loss of the smile on his lips. “I’m leaving,” I said, my voice clipped and distant, fighting to keep myself from believing a single word he’d spoken.

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

She asked in self-mockery but Juliet continued in assurance, “You can.” “It’s not triplets. Just possible twins,” Ariana said in annoyance so Juliet asked her, “So what if they are triplets? What will you give me for guessing right?” “I will help you to win Carter,” Ariana said, realizing that she was accepting the possibility but from the nausea she was experiencing, if she indeed had triplets, then she wouldn’t bother to have children ever again. Three was quite a sizable number. “Wrong. He’s blacklisted,” Juliet quickly refused. The embarrassment Carter caused her removed every tingle and attraction she felt toward him.

When they finally left, the dust cloud they kicked up was the only thing Evelyn could breathe. Later that evening, she vented to Marla over beers and bonfire smoke behind the ranch house. “They showed up like they owned the place,” she hissed. “Triplets. Built like sin. One’s got tattoos and attitude, another looks like a tech god, and Damien—he just watches me like he already knows what I taste like.” Marla howled with laughter. “Girl, your life is a whole soap opera. Next thing you’ll tell me is they’re secret assassins.”

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 triplets celebrated the next coronation with more violence than ceremony. There were no veiled threats from upstart packs this time; only a few battered envoys showed up, bearing token gifts and glaring from the edge of the property line. Elena let the triplets handle all the negotiations—Damon turning swagger into leverage, Devin smoothing over the bruises with practiced politeness, Declan playing artillery when metaphors fell short. The three of them, so different and so bound together, made her think of the roots under the old willow: tangled, impenetrable, quietly ensuring no one else would ever thrive within twenty yards.