Sturniolo Triplets Fanfiction Novels & Stories

But on the other hand, they couldn't shake the feeling of longing for the warmth and familiarity of their previous home, where memories of laughter and love still lingered in the air. They settled into their new surroundings, the triplets found solace in each other's company, their bond stronger than ever in the face of uncertainty and change. And though they knew that their lives would never be the same again, they took comfort in the knowledge that no matter where they were, they would always have each other.

“If my word isn’t enough, go after the truth yourself. With the money and power you have, you’ll find out in seconds.” Ethan watched her with dark eyes that gleamed with something sinister. Luna took the phone from her pocket, unlocked the screen, and showed him a photo of the triplets. Ethan froze, stunned, as he looked at the photo. It was impossible to deny the familiar and personal traits that rested on the three boys. “Bryan, Aydan, and Dante are six years old,” her head burned with the memories. “I was going to tell you that day I was pregnant, but you forced me to sign the divorce and threw me out of your house, and I had no choice but to run away.”

“Sophie? What’s wrong?” “Wrong? No… not wrong. Right. Perfect. Amazing,” I said, fumbling for words. “We’re… I’m… we’re having… triplets.” The fog of sleep cleared from his eyes in an instant, replaced by disbelief and awe. “Triplets?” he asked, his voice low and reverent. I nodded, tears streaming freely now. “Three little girls. Aria, Arianna, and Arian. We… we did this, Lucian. All of it—our love, our life—it’s… it’s happening.”

It made me feel delighted that my wolf and I think the same way that we never liked this man after what he caused on that fateful day. I didn't waste time with pleasantries. Instead, I narrowed my eyes, keeping my tone stern. "Let's cut to the chase. I am agreeing now that you will see my triplets." "Our triplets, dollface," Alucard corrected, leaning his elbows on his desk. My heart was flapping upon hearing that endearment again. "We made them together. Remember?" His tone was full of mischievousness that it ticked something in my head.

I was so mad! “Are you bluffing? I am her mate!” I snarled. “You cannot be her mate, it was me!” It seemed like he wasn’t surprised by what I just revealed. He remained looking at me as I continued gripping on his neck. And in a snap, Caled pushed me away to the nearest wall. He held onto my collar and his eyes flared into amber. “I’m sure Drake was also her mate,” he answered calmly. “What?” “That’s what triplets are, Spencer. It’s only natural, and you cannot change that. It was her who will choose between us.”

His twin sibling exclaimed as he reached me and I gasped in shock seeing how Darion was But then, behind her was their third twin, Darina, the only girl among them three as she pushed Darion aside, “I’m here!” I watched as Darina competed with Darion. They had grown up too fast and I am surprised how they learned quickly to talk and to walk. “Mama, Darina is fighting me!” “You fight Mateo. I defend him!” Mateo was behind them as he slumped on the floor and started crying. I watched my triplets as they wreaked their adorable havoc again. Our home will never be home without my triplet's noises.

Inside the royal chamber, Aria stood alone. Ronan had been called away—to stabilize the remaining packs, to secure alliances, to keep the fragile balance from breaking overnight. But she knew the truth. He didn’t want to leave her. And she didn’t want him to go. Her hand rested on her stomach. The triplets were quiet. Too quiet. “Talk to me,” she whispered. For a moment— Nothing. Then— The second stirred gently. We are here. The warmth soothed her slightly. But the third…

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.

My father, Vince, and the boys' father finally came in, their tough-guy exteriors crumbling as they took turns holding the newborns. The triplets climbed into the oversized hospital bed with me, tangling their limbs around mine. "You guys were a disaster today," I whispered into the dark. "We were a little uncalibrated," Nickie admitted. "Next time, we’ll have the protocols down," Luca promised. "Next time?" I groaned. "I just pushed out an entire squad!" "Next time is for the girls," Matteo teased. "The Noir Triplets." I just 'shh'-ed them and closed my eyes, falling into a deep, dreamless sleep surrounded by my six Moretti men.

Chapter 10 As the sun set on that momentous day, Millent, Mike, Daniel, and Alex stood before their pack, their bond stronger than ever. They knew that their journey was non-taurus and that challenges would still arise, but they faced the future with renewed hope and a profound sense of unity. Together, they would forge a path forward, one that celebrated love, unity, and the acceptance of forbidden bonds. Their pack would stand as a beacon of progress and understanding, forever changed by the love and determination of Millent and the triplets.