The Triplets Final Regret Novels & Stories

Ethan came up a little annoyed. "Why didn't you guys call me up?" Ethan asked a little troubled and acting hurt. They both stop playing. "Didn't you want your elder triplet?" Gabriel watches the triplet interact intimately with each other. The three have their childish attitude and mostly show it around when the three of them or two are there. He wanted triplets or a twin or just a baby with siblings. But he knows how it will make her suffer for a year or so and he's afraid of it. Aria watches the trio play the piano and it sounds very genius on the music that they are making. It looks like they shared the same brain but different movements while making the music. Never had she seen an adora

“This must be a nightmare, right?” The triplets were uneasy, each looking at me as if they wanted to eat me up. Though I was intimidated by their presence, I didn’t show it and stared them right in the eyes—stuffing them with mixed emotions. “Unfortunately not, Ms. Katrina.” “Ms. Katrina? I thought I was a s*x slave?” I said, laughing. “A runaway s*x slave for that matter,” the older woman among them spoke, getting glares from their leader. The triplets were as quiet as graves but my ears itched to hear the harmony of their voices in one piece. And it irritated me.

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.

“If she is a virgin would you still lock her up in that cell because of some ghost? Would you even want her or would you still pine after someone who was alive for only a few hours before she was killed?” My heart raced and my stomach twisted painfully. Ian shook his head again and stood up. “You two are my best friends and I would go to hell and back for you,” he said, gritting his teeth. “I am your Beta and I will always be by your side and support you.” He clenched his fists and narrowed his eyes at us. “But you are making a huge mistake,” he continued. “You will regret this.” He turned around and stormed out of our office before Aiden and I could respond.

“They know that they have a biological father, and they have their daddy, Vicenzo. The difference in how to name you was decided by them.” He shakes his head, saying, “I understand.” Then he sighs and says, “Do you know what I regret most?” “Don’t know.” “I regret that you’re not Christian’s mom.” My look turns sad because that is something I also regret. Hesitantly, I say, “Matt, there is something else I need to tell you.” “What is it?” I bite my bottom lip and tell him, “They were triplets, Matt. Two girls and a boy.”

Braelyn uttered loudly to their ears. The triplets were filled with distress and shock immediately. Had they known they'd never cross Braelyn's line? The triplets quickly jumped out of their bed and grabbed Braelyn's hand with an apologetic look. "Mom, we're sorry. We'll take our bath quickly." They tried to promise Braelyn. However, Braelyn refused to listen to their pleading and at the end of the day, the two proud boys were bath by their enemy. Sorry, father. ___

Each drawing—each piece of my effort and concentration—was destroyed. “No!” I gasped, my stomach turning in knots as she shredded my sketches, letting the pieces flutter to the ground like confetti. Amara and Selene stood off to the side, watching with expressions of quiet satisfaction. Amara’s lips curled into a subtle smile, but it was Selene who spoke next. “You should have known better, Trinity. The Alpha triplets aren’t interested in you.” I felt a surge of confusion and frustration. “I wasn’t planning anything,” I said, my voice shaking slightly. “I had no idea the Alpha triplets were—”

“You don’t have to do this, Chris…he’s just a little boy, they are your sons, our sons” “Don’t make excuses for him! Don’t make excuses for them! You know what’s bad enough than having triplets? Having them turn out to be useless Alphas. One boy is a freak, the other can barely hold his ground with a voice like that. I get rid of them and we can go back to how we used to be, Cat. Connor is perfect. Connor is the son I was destined to have. Triplets are cursed didn’t you hear the myths? If the two sons are out of the picture, no one, absolutely no one will look down on us- “

204 ASHLEY I never would have thought that things would get so crazy among the triplets. Maybe a competition was inevitable but acting all crazy and uncouth? No. I stared at them, a frown edging my face, “what exactly is going on? Why are you three being so hostile?” I pulled the duvet over my body, up to my chest level. I could see the regret in their eyes. Maybe, just maybe they would see their mistake and fix it up.

Back and forth. “You imagined it,” I muttered under my breath. “It was the lighting. The music. The champagne.” But the memory burned too clearly, the purple light. It wasn’t symbolic, it wasn’t imagination. It was the mark of the mate bond. Visible only to the bonded pair. I wasn’t supposed to see it. Unless… “Ugh!” Frustration ripped out of me as I dragged both hands through my hair. Maybe this was another one of their games. The triplets had always been dangerous in their own way. Charming when they wanted something. Ruthless when they didn’t get it. Maybe this was some elaborate psychological trap, a cruel manipulation designed to destabilize me.