Sturniolo Triplets Siblings Novels & Stories

“I’m not here about Nebula. I need to talk to you. You need to stay away from those Wolfe brothers.” I let out a sharp laugh. “Let me guess,” I said. “They’re evil monsters who want to eat me alive.” “You think this is funny?” His tone hardened. “You don’t know those guys.” “And you do?” “Yes.” I crossed my arms. “Then enlighten me.” “The Wolfe triplets have a reputation in the pack territories,” he said. “They fight over women. They hunt together.” My stomach tightened. “They pick a girl, take turns with her for a while, and then toss her aside when they get bored. I hear they're fighting over you like a piece of meat. Does that seem normal?”

Lydia wondered if he had a mate yet, despite his cuteness. She tried slapping her thoughts away. What was she thinking? “I’m sorry about my sisters,” he said, glancing in the direction Ella and Kate had gone. “They’re not usually that… aggressive.” Lydia was lost for words. “They’re your sisters?” Brian nodded. “Yeah, we’re triplets. But I’ve got nothing to show for it. While they’re copies of my dad, I’m the image of my mom. So people think they’re just twins.”

His eyes flicked to me for a quick glance before he pulled away a cloth covering a painting. The air left my lungs. “These are…” I pointed, unable to tear my eyes away from the image. “They weren’t twins…” “No.” He growled, teeth grinding. “We were triplets. Raiker, the oldest. I’m the second. Klaus, the youngest.” “Why has no one ever mentioned the Supreme’s three sons?” I asked, still in shock, until I remembered the kettle whistling. “I’ll be right back. Sit down, please.”

Dustin choked on his chocolate while Trevor gasped. “Why is that surprising? They’re triplets, aren't they?” Poppy asked, taking a seat. “No. Bran and Mike are twins. Johnny is their cousin-brother,” Trevor explained. It was true, besides our close friends and Max, everyone thought we were triplets. My mom always said that if Johnny didn't have red hair, it would be unbelievable that we weren't biological brothers. “Wow. Everyone actually thinks you’re triplets,” Elodie said, stunned.

Mom huffs, using a sly grin to hide her exasperation. "Sorry, it's..." "This is Tyler, Kendrick and Wolfe," She points them out respectively, "They're triplets and your step brothers." Step what? My spoon falls from my hands and clatters to the ground. …

“It stated with Carolyn and Jacob Watson. They were married and had eight children. Sorry I have to amend that. It was just found out they had ten children. David was the oldest. He and Carolyn had an incestual relationship that resulted in a set of identical triplets. The girls were all given the name Deanna. I married one of them. My wife couldn’t remember the others until today. They were not raised together. One of the triplets was killed when they were four. The other was raised along with these boys. David had another relationship with that Deanna, the one who was raised in the cellar of hell. That resulted in Dean. So Dean’s mother was also his sister. His father was his grandfather a

He had no idea they were sisters. "You didn't understand, did you?" Sarah's voice was low, almost sneering, spitting out her words as she leaned in closer. "You didn't know they were sisters. And triplets at that." Axel stared into the photo, his mind racing in thought. Jayla, Jasmine, and Jade looked different enough. Never once did it cross his mind they could be related, let alone triplets: fraternal triplets, sisters. All three of them tangled in his lies, each one believing she was the only one. He thought he had been so very careful. How did this slip past him?

Emilie snaps out from her reverie when she heard Emilia's voice, one of the triplets in the Albreicht family. "And we can see the way you look at Jayden. If looks can only kill, he would be dead by now." added her twin sister, Emma, while giving her a teasing look. Emilie, Emilia and Emma are Trizygotic or fraternal triplets. Emilie turns around to face her sisters. "I mean what's so special about him? Why are the girls getting all crazy about him?" she started whining. "Can't you see it for yourself? I mean look at him! He's handsome, he also got brains, he'z a good guy, and he's really cool!" Emilia pointed out, while rolling her eyes heavenward.

He sighed. “I should hope we are close. We are triplets.” I barely got the sentence out when I was spun to face him. There was a strange intensity to the look in his eyes. “Triplets? There are two more of this….” André gestured to my body. I furrowed my brow, trying to not laugh at this reaction. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. He’s also not the first to react that way. “Sort of. Colby and I are identical twins, while Azriel is our fraternal triplet. But other than his hair being lighter and eyes a different color, he looks like us.” I nodded.

"You know I don't get along with those twins." "Me neither, sometimes I even forget they are twins." "Yea, me too. They are so not identical, except for their personalities though." "They should be turning twenty this year I guess?" "Yea, and if you don't know better, you will think they are older than us with the way they behave" Jack rolled his eyes. Jason chuckled "I thought I was the only one that find them annoying." "Now you know you are two" Jack huffed before grabbing his snowboard "and what is worse is that Aunt Lucy don't care when you report them."