Sturniolo Triplets Siblings 소설 & 이야기

They always bicker and argue because Maximo isn’t fond of playing with his siblings, which always irks Isaac. “¡Suficiente! ¡Ustedes dos están peleando de nuevo! ¡Es vergonzoso delante de otras personas! (Enough! You two are fighting again! It’s embarrassing in front of other people!)” here she comes, my youngest daughter and my spitting image, Catalina Anastasia Montecillo. She somewhat resembles me because her two siblings look like their father, but Isaac is a mix. They were triplets when I gave birth. It’s a headache when they start making noise.

I smiled, “They are all waiting inside to meet you. Please go on in. Once everyone is in, we will show you to your rooms.” The ladies walked in and three younger teenagers walked up to us. Sebastian smiled, “Renee, Ryan, and Robert, this is my mate, Adele. Adele, these are my younger siblings.” I asked, “How old are you?” Renee, the only female, replied, “We are thirteen. It’s very nice to meet you. Mom and dad have said some good things about you.” I smiled, “It’s nice to meet you too. I have two younger sisters who are very close to your age. Go on in. They are in there.” The triplets walked in and I asked, “So your quad was the only set of multiples who didn’t have names starting with the

‘This can't be happening. Asher, Damien, and Mason—three identical brothers. And I was mated to the triplet Alphas..

"How cute!" We snarled and snapped at his fingers. Luckily for his stupid ass, he was quick to withdraw them. Else, we'd be chewing on his bones. "Don't play with your food, Lonnie. How many times did our parents teach you that?" Venn called out in an exasperated voice. Siblings? That means they were three then. Her, Vincent and Lonnie. Where the hell was Vincent? My wolf faded off the surface even though she still hovered close to launch a surprise attack at anyone who crossed the line.

They are over there playing," he stretched his tiny finger to where the other kids were. I could see the splitting image between the trio. "Oh, you are triplets," I said. "Yes we are. My mummy always said that after I came out, then Albert came out, she thought that was the last one until the tiny head of Aurora showed." I couldn't help but laugh at his statement. "Could you call your siblings for me? I want to say hi to them." "Sure," he ran as fast as his tiny little legs could carry him. As soon as he spoke to his brother, his face went into a frown immediately, almost making me wonder what he must have said to him.

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.

“Let me help carry it.” I met his warm, inviting eyes, my pulse thumping. He deserved the full story—about my kids, about John, about my life as Scott’s wife. “Liam,” I started, my voice a whisper, “there’s something from my past you need to know.” I paused, gathering my words. “I have triplets—Jace, Niko, and Rhea.” I looked up, watching for his reaction. His expression stayed calm, eyes fixed on mine, a gentle nod urging me to continue. His lips pressed together briefly, then relaxed, his attention fully on me, like every word I said mattered deeply.

It was interesting to get even that glimmer of insight into the brothers’ family. So their grandfather was from a set of identical triplets, just like them. I guess that means triplets run in their family. Unconsciously I found myself wondering if things became serious between us would we have multiples? Would I have babies with each of them? Would we even know which one was the father? I shook my head because that was just way too much to fathom right now. “So apparently, troublemaking Frost triplets are common in your family?” I asked, carefully sitting on the floor, mindful of my skirt. The trio chuckled and shrugged.

“My bad. Go on… please” Katrina rolled her eyes and took another cinnamon roll. I wished it was my d*ck that she was eating so passionately. IAN I just wanted to lighten up the mood and they got mad… tough crowd. The doctor continued. “The father of the triplets is Ian Turner.” I got up from my seat while my brother’s eyes turned dark. Katrina squashed the roll in her hands, her glares were lethal, and I f*cking liked it. “Looks like it’s settled,” Ian said, clapping his hands.

Vikramaditya leaned back into the leather seat of his private jet, the hum of the engines a steady reminder that he was already in motion, chasing shadows across continents. Mary’s words echoed in his mind like a haunting refrain—You are a father… of triplets. He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply, but disbelief clung to him like a second skin. Fatherhood had never been part of his carefully charted destiny, and yet here it was, demanding answers he could not ignore. Dharna held those answers, and finding her was more urgent than the storm of emotions threatening to consume him.