Sturniolo Triplets Siblings Novels & Stories

Instead of embarrassing the pups in public, one should confront them privately. “Okay then, let’s start with his family. Calvin is the third child of his parents; Caroline and Colton are his older siblings, while Liara and Tiara is his younger sibling or, say, sisters. Both Colton and Calvin are twins, just like Liara and Tiara.” “Twins?” “Yes!! It is in family genes from Calvin’s father's end. It’s not compulsory that one can’t have a single pup. Obviously, it is possible.” Nelina said with a smile.

I followed them only a little bit further before we stopped at one of the doors which I assumed to be mine. "The order of the rooms are pretty scattered. You're rooms between your youngest brother, Marcelo, and Domenico, the oldest triplet." Tony explained while pushing the door open. Holy shit. Not even twins. Fucking triplets. "Triplets?" I asked, shocked. I'm not even used to siblings. The closest thing I've ever had are my cousins back in Italy and my relationship with them is complicated.

Yet, aside from that, its also been 14 years since Antonio, Angelo, Vincent and Lucia all met their timely end. Shortly after that, about 8 months later, I finally gave birth to my cute identical twin boys. Elijah and Elis. Both now 14 and look exactly like their father. Lucus. Attitude and all. Then, about 4 years after that we all learned that we were about to have our first set of triplets. Each of them fraternal. And again, all boys. My triplets being Joshua, Jackson and Jayden. Each currently 10. And while I’m still shocked on how it happened; it turns out that Tony spawned Joshua while Grant spawned Jackson and Jayden. Talk about crazy. Again, I blame the super sperm.

Robert, a nagging feeling that something was amiss in their family dynamic. As the truth sank in, Sarah and David nodded their heads in silent acknowledgment, a newfound determination sparking in their eyes. They knew that they needed to confront their real father and uncover the secrets that had been kept hidden from them for so long. With a newfound resolve, the triplets made their way towards their biological father, their hearts heavy with a mix of emotions - anger, confusion, and betrayal. The man turned to face them, his eyes filled with regret and longing as he took in the sight of his estranged children.

"Who am I serving?" The door of the middle SUV opened. A guy stepped out, looking like he had just walked off a runway in Paris, except for the fact that his eyes were glowing a dangerous, predatory gold. He looked at me, and then he looked at the other two cars. Two more guys stepped out. They were identical. Sharp jawlines, messy black hair, and that same terrifying, beautiful face. The Triplet Heirs. The Blackwood brothers. Lucius, Silas, and Jax. They were the future of the werewolf world, and they were famous for being the most ruthless, arrogant, and cruel men alive.

“You are only going to spoil her. Just leave it. Althea understands.” Pepper explained, while my eyes never left the three. The brothers did not complain when Althea made it uncomfortable for them. They only shifted a little bit to provide room for her. Her place within her brothers was magnified in that one act, and it completely blew my mind at how neatly integrated the three were. “They are triplets. They have a bond that is deeper.” Pepper explained. Feeling like a failure because I could not provide what my daughter wanted, I sighed and bid them goodnight.

Nico, the one who nearly broke my nose last time, then the other two, standing like bodyguards from hell. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I mutter under my breath. Triplets? And so identical??? Here in the same school?? How the hell does that even happen? And then, it hits me like a slap. “You touched our sister.” Our sister. My stomach drops. Elena. They’re talking about Elena. When does she ever have a brother? She talks about her parents all the time, how she’s their only child, how lonely it gets sometimes. There’s never any mention of brothers, let alone three carbon copies of each other that look like they just stepped out of a mafia movie.

“Come on, man. I’ve gone through this same sequence countless times over the years. I know predators when I see one because I once was one. I tried warning Ava about her new friend but we ended up fighting him so I let it go but now? I wish I didn’t.” “But, I—“ “That’s enough evading, Jules.” Sebastian cut me short. “Tell me about what I’ve missed.” “Well, you remember how my brothers and I have been searching for a mate for a couple of years now?” I began, massaging my temple. “Yes, I do.” “Well, we found one. My father did actually but we sort of got mated to her.” “We? All three of you?” Sebastian asked in amazement. “All three of us, Sebastian,” I confirmed.

She added with a serious look on her face as she crossed her arms in front of her. The triplets stared at her askance. “Ladies room? This is the men’s room.” Another of the triplets spoke. His hair was tied into a neat bun. One noticeable feature that Irene could see was that all three brothers had the same color of hair, skin, and eyes. She could only tell who was who by their voices and their hairstyles.

he replied, motioning for him to keep moving forward. Conri's breath caught in his throat when his gaze landed on the newborns. "We have Double Shifters..." He trailed off, staring in disbelief at his beloved triplets. One of which yawned sleepily while snuggling comfortably into his brother's arms, nuzzling his face against his neck affectionately. His eyes sparkled brightly, and a broad smile spread across his handsome features.