The Sturniolo Triplets Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Forgive me but you have no heir for now. If it's possible, you can have sex with as many ladies as possible. It could help produce a kid to be your heir.” This words were empty words. I knew Gabby must have thought carefully before letting this out. It sounded quite hurtful at first but I had to think about it once more before I got something defensive to say. “But I have triplets!” I shouted back at him defensively. “Triplets that have currently been kidnapped…” Gabby made up a sober face. “Triplets that we currently do not know if they are alive or dead. You need to think about this once more.” I sighed.

“What does this mean?” Kai reluctantly let her go but grabbed her hand. Conri had his hand around her waist, and Alaric held her other hand. “Thea’s ours,” the triplets said in unison. She blushed. “And we’re hers. Anything you want to add?” They looked at her. She shook her head. The triplets took a moment, and each looked every person in the eye, seeing if there were any challenges to what they just announced. No challenges. Everyone was happy for them. They expected this. They wanted it for the pack. They wanted Thea as their Luna.

David, Darrel, and Derick’s Story David’s always hated the sense of being observed, hated waking up with the copper taste of an immortal dad’s expectations curdling against his tongue. But on this morning, he can’t ignore the gravity in the upstairs hall, the way his mother’s nervousness has turned every window into a barely-repressed shake. He’s eighteen, which in this house is more wedding-vow than birthday: shift or be shifted, Luna-blood or not. The triplets—a family joke, his mother called them, but only when she was tipsy—have lived this whole life knowing that the next one is scheduled for the sunrise of their legal adulthood. Even the sun, it seems, can’t stop itself from dragging it

Back in country M, Maribel, now assuming the identity of Elona, reveled in the success of her elaborate deception. No one suspected a thing, and her careful manipulation had worked flawlessly. The triplets, Arlyle, Artie, and Allie, had all accepted her with open arms, just as she had anticipated. She had perfected her impersonation of Elona, mimicking her mannerisms, speech patterns, and the subtle nuances of her behavior.

Gabriella said and looked at Jackie. Jackie didn’t look up. She kept washing the glass. She had to have heard Gabriella. Jackie was right next to Trina. “Did you catch their names?” Trina asked. “Mandy, Candy, and Bambi. They’re the Bolton triplets,” Gabriella said in a high-pitched voice. Trina snickered. “They didn’t say it like that, did they?” “The triplet part, they did. In unison,” Gabriella answered.

"You're having triplets!" The room erupted in a cacophony of gasps, laughter, and astonished exclamations. Julia, Massimo, and Mikal stared at each other in disbelief, the reality of the situation slowly sinking in. Triplets. Their unconventional family was about to become even more unconventional, their already complex lives about to become even more chaotic.

They’re the Sandolf Alpha triplets of the West, the soon-to-be Alphas of the largest, richest, most feared pack on the west coast and the eldest triplet is kissing me in my driveway at 3:00am? This isn’t happening. It didn’t mean anything. I’m sure it happened because we all are just tired and comfortable with each other. We grew up together, we lived in the packhouse together, we know each other. I know the boys are under a lot of stress and strain because of the not finding a fated mate thing and Alpha Kordell not wanting to relinquish the ruling Alpha title until the triplets find a mate, or at the very least agree on a contract Luna. I’ve been working long hours, avoiding the politics of

She waved me over with the enthusiasm of a woman who definitely had gossip ready to burst. “Oh gods, sit. Sit, I have things,” she said, pulling me down onto the bench like we were back in high school. “Okay, so. Did you meet the triplets from Greynight yet? They’re healers and all three of them are stupid hot. Two are mated and the third is open. Like open open. I think she has her eyes on that broody weapons master you keep avoiding.” I cackled. “Tarin.” “What?” She smirked. “I just report the news.”

The Alpha of our pack is ruthless and cruel but he has a soft side too which is there just for his mate- our luna. The Alpha and Luna have three sons. The triplets- Aiden, Dominic and Xavier, popularly known as the bloodlust triplets. They are in their mid twenties and their ruthlessness has no bounds. They have overtaken their father in the matter of cruelness. They are lethal beasts who are ready to shed blood everywhere. They are invincible, powerful and true monsters.

One of his arm was across her shoulders while his other hand was holding her hand. She had a warm smile on her face while Enzo was sporting his signature poker face. The triplets were looking forward in curiosity also. All in all, they looked like the perfect family. Oh the irony, Arieon thought as a bitter chuckle left her lips. Her fingers traced the names that were scribbled at the lower left corner. Vincenzo and Arieon Armani with their beautiful triplets. Antonio, Andrea abd Alessandra (two months old).