Sturniolo Triplets Subscriber Count Novels & Stories

"Tell us the truth. Who is he?" The seer looked at the three brothers, her chest heaving as she finally broke under the weight of their combined stares. She took a deep, shaky breath, her pale eyes filling with tears. "Your mother didn't give birth to triplets," the seer whispered into the dead silence of the room. "She gave birth to four."

[Forensic science?] A series of question marks popped up in the live stream chat room. Helma did not linger on this topic for too long. Then, a string of gift emoticons floated on the screen. [Guller presented 999 meteor roses to Steady Hemmy.] For as long as Helma's live stream had been going on, this user name account, Guller, had become the number one user in the live stream. Then, Ordinary Life in second place, and Little Witch Ran in third place, appeared. All the gifts surged.

This was the seventeenth new product of the day. Makenna saw her, her eyes curved, smiling like two crescent moons. Abigail smiled mischievously and then went to look at the data next to her, never showing her face throughout the whole time. Brent whispered excitedly, "Ms. Abigail, the number of viewers in the live stream has reached one million and sixty thousand, an unprecedented success!" In the past, when I used to livestream, there were at most a few thousand fans watching, and very few people placing orders. It's not like now, where you can say it's booming with orders!

“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.

He was holding on. She turned back to the doctor. "You said we're accelerating," she said. "How quickly?" Dr. Vance set down the probe and looked at both of them seriously. "Werewolf triplet pregnancies rarely go past thirty weeks. You're at eighteen. That gives you approximately—" "Six weeks," Ryder said.

Riley called sadly as soon as he saw him, and they all turned to look at Theo. “You’re back,” Carter uttered, and he nodded. He heaved a sigh as he sat on the spare chair next to Ryan’s bed. “It’s all over the news,” Theo uttered, and their eyes widened. “What? So soon?” Derick asked in shock, and he nodded. “I think most times, we tend to forget that Mr. Arthur is pretty famous. It’s also trending on Twitter. Almost half of the people I came across today are talking about the accident.” He added, turning on the iPad and giving it to Ryan.

How do I tell my kids that their favorite uncle has been lying to us all this while? I saw the way he smiled when I had just given birth to the triplets. He stared at them like they were his own. The nurses were even gushing at how lucky the kids were to have a father like him. At that point, I had wished that he was their father and Nathaniel wasn't. I harbored a deep hatred for him since he sent me out that night. “They are so small,” Liam said, watching them like they were some kind of wonder. I was also fascinated when I saw them. I didn't know that I could carry three of these little things.

"He actually has quite a fan base with an adequate -well, -a lot- of followers in Tweeter." My eyes widened once again. "What?" I peeked down and gasped when I saw that he has a fanbase with more than four thousand followers. "What is going on here?" "His followers are mostly children," She winked at me. "You do not have to worry." "I am not worried," I semi-lied. "I just find it... weird?" I scroll down and asked, "Who is handling this?" "The triplets." I gawked at her. "You mean, the triplets triplets?"

"It depends how you're defining real." She stared. That might have been the most Julius Sterling answer possible. "I'm serious." "So am I." The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Almost a smile. Almost. Valeria shook her head. "I had two hundred followers yesterday." "How many now?" She checked. Then blinked. Then checked again. The number had increased by several hundred thousand. Her stomach dropped. "No." Julius looked at the screen. Then returned his attention to the tablet. "That seems consistent." Consistent.

I go to my profile and refresh, the followers turn to three hundred in just two minutes of Arielle, or ‘Blu-Dream’ as her profile says. I take a look at the comments on the post, @Ather49: Dream, who’s your new friend? Daddy likey. @Sitonmyface: Fucking hot, when will you go live? I need to hear your price! @VIPDaddy: I need Beastly-Beauty to suffocate Blu-Dreams with that perfect ass. $500 right now. @HornyforBlu-Dream: Stunning, both of you, I need more @Sixtyninefux: Just subscribed, when does her content drop?