The Sturniolo Triplets Novels & Stories

He gestured towards his brothers who stand up to flank him, their expressions still. Orfilia's eyes widened in surprise. "The—the Fuller brothers?" she screeched, her voice shaking with disbelief. She remembered hearing about the Fuller brothers, triplets who were notorious for being powerful werewolves with a strong pack. They were rumored to be ruthless and merciless, feared by humans and supernatural beings alike. The memory brought a sense of dread to Orfilia, realizing the dangerous situation she had found herself in. "You mean, the werewolf triplets?" Now that she realized this, she noticed the striking resemblance between all three of them.

Asher was the first to notice Diana plump and red lips and he found himself swallowing his saliva and wanting to have a taste of those strawberry lips. Diana didn't utter a word but could only stare at the Triplets who looked almost alike, but she couldn't easily notice their difference. Asher and Zane both had piercing in their ears, and judging by their looks, she knew they were not sone weak guys. They were tall and had deep brown eyes unlike Killian who had golden eyes. Judging by their height, they were both about 6.2ft tall with dark hair. The one with a smile on his face which was Asher looked cuter to Diana, but she immediately discarded any thought because she had no idea who they w

she murmurs. “Kennedy’s pregnant again?” Yorick asks. Luna Yara turns and looks at us. “Oh, did I say that out loud?” “Yes,” Yorick says, chuckling at his mother. She always seems so surprised that she mumbles out loud. “Yes, she is. She’s having triplets this time,” she says, shaking her head and laughing. “She calls it the ‘Christer effect’. I just think her mate is very passionate.” ‘I’m thankful that we’re not having triplets,’ I say in the mind link to Yorick. But he’s frowning.

“Why a pregnant woman? Wouldn't it be wiser to hire someone more capable?” Constance smiled, staying calm. “I hired her for companionship, and her condition doesn't interfere with her caregiving abilities.” Ulrich continued questioning, “Do you know the father of the child?” Constance responded with a carefully crafted story, “The father of the triplets is an ordinary man named John. A great human, or rather, man, for Fierce.” Ulrich raised an eyebrow, directing his gaze to me. “Triplets?” I replied defiantly, “Any other questions you'd like to ask before leaving and reporting to Alastair?”

“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?”

Both had grumbled for a long while before taking up the job. Draco and I had been persistent, even when Freya, Cindy, and the rest had wanted the job. Now, the two elderly shifters stood gruffly and addressed the pack while I watched by my mate’s side, holding one pup with a wide smile. The uproar was overwhelming once we announced the pups’ names, and I couldn’t keep the wide grin off my face at the pack’s excitement. The triplets were called Conri, Conan, and Conall. All names that I’d thought long about.

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.

The pack rallied around them, offering guidance, wisdom, and a wealth of experience as they prepared to become parents. The triplets, driven by their unwavering love for Millent and their pack, dedicated themselves to ensuring a safe and nurturing environment for their child. They worked tirelessly, forging alliances with neighboring packs, strengthening bonds, and preparing the pack for the future challenges they would face together. As the moon shone down upon the pack, Millent and the triplets stood hand-in-hand, their hearts filled with a profound sense of unity and purpose. They knew that their child would be born into a community steeped in love and acceptance, ready to embrace their u

DAWN. "Dominic, Derick, and Devon Lopez popularly known as Triple D are the Three super charming and rich Triplets who are often the talk of the town and school." "With their mother as the President and Manager of several companies, lots of people desire to get closer to them knowing they are the inheritors to the empires" Brittany narrated and I felt a whirlpool of emotions flowing through me. Emotions I couldn't identify or figure out. I expected those three to be powerful but not that powerful and as a matter of fact, I didn't expect them to be triplets. I mean, they did look alike but being triplets didn't even occur to me in the slightest.

"For a Luna with multiple mates?" Clara shook her head. "Not common, but not unprecedented either. The last recorded case of triplets in a multi-mated Luna was nearly eighty years ago." She fixed me with a stern look. "It means you'll need extra care, extra nutrition, and absolutely no more spiritual projections until after they're born." "Triplets," Brent whispered, looking dazed. Then a slow grin spread across his face. "Three little pups." Liam moved closer, his scholarly expression giving way to wonder as he placed his hand next to Clara's on my stomach. "The goddess truly has blessed us."