The Triplets Final Regret Novels & Stories

"Sincere Lisha ... Do you want Cheryl to continue to cry there?" "No! My child is at home, and I want to go home." Delisha shook her head. And when she looked at the white chest, she still couldn't believe her common sense or her insane sense. Cheryl's gone, forever, and won't come back. They will go their separate ways. And the thing that everyone regrets the most is separation. Suppose the word forgiveness has not been tucked into each parting or the strands of love that lead to each departure. And Delisha regretted this, and she had not had time to apologize and explain why she was so indifferent to Cheryl, how she loved her with all her heart. Whatever, she will do it for Cheryl. The gir

He gives me a wide smile before stuffing his face with some baked potato chips. Three years after Regulus, Nefret and I were blessed with the triplets. Hermes, Cupid, and Janus. It’s hard to tell them apart. I confuse them sometimes but Nefret never does. She can always tell her boys apart. She has a deep bond with her children and as a mate, it makes me proud. The triplets are the troublemakers. They are always getting themselves in trouble and causing chaos around the palace but no matter what, they are my pups and they taught me the most important thing in the world that a parent needs - patience. It was easy parenting Ares and Regulus but with the triplets, it was not that easy but with

No one showed pity for those three people. Stella had been watching this quietly. She took a few sips of tea, and a cold look flashed across her eyes. This happened in her past life too. However, it was before she got married, and Eric had been out of the country. Noel did not stand by her side but barged into the old mansion with the Taylors. Old Mr. Chilton's heart softened after listening to the Taylors crying. He berated Noel's parents. Even though Noel's parents apologized, they found a new reason to kick out the Taylors not long after they returned home.

It was over. Security grabbed her arms, but she fought, thrashing, screaming curses until her voice went hoarse. And then, as they dragged her out, her eyes met mine one last time. “You’ll regret this, Ashton. Mark my words,” She whispered, low and venomous. “You’ll regret choosing her. I promise you,” She yelled. I didn’t flinch. “The only regret I have is letting you hurt us for this long.” They hauled her away. The doors slammed shut.

The sound echoed through the room, sharp and final. The mirror splintered. Her reflection fractured. And blood dripped from her knuckles, trickling down her wrist in crimson threads. She just stood there, chest heaving, hand throbbing, but her eyes never flinched. It hurt. But not as much as the truth. Not as much as knowing Georgia had him first. Had his body. His name. His children. “Triplets…” she breathed, almost laughing, like the word itself mocked her. “I wasn’t even worth one.”

There was only one explanation for everything: the triplets blamed him. "Wait a minute, what's going on here?" Clayton asked, looking at Anna. Slowly, everything began to make sense as they all looked from Anna to Simon and then to the kids. "Oh, f*ck me," Nat muttered under her breath. "Wait a minute, Simon?" Steve mumbled in shock. "Did you attend the academy just to see me?" Simon asked slowly. The triplet nodded, their eyes gradually filling with tears as they looked over at their mother. "That's enough; go upstairs to your room and stay there. Nat, please make sure they do." Anna stated firmly.

"Yeah, well, life's full of disappointments, Ryan." "Wait," he uttered and stepped closer. "Sarah." I halted. "What do you want, Ryan?" "I just came to tell you," he uttered like he was offering some helpful tip. “Regina already moved out to a bigger apartment. So, you can go back to the old place now with Ashley and Sophia." I raised an eyebrow. "No thanks." I tried to walk past him, but his next words stopped me in my tracks. "Thought you should know... the triplets? They're not as perfect as they look, Sarah."

"Jasper, did Lisa have lupus? Was that needle in the dress really placed by Janice? I had a friend check the video. He told me it's not fabricated." Their stunned faces told me everything. All this time, I'd been trying to understand why they'd always trusted Janice. The truth finally dawned on me—Janice's word was enough. Even when the truth was right before them, their first instinct was to check whether I had forged it. They played the video over and over, from beginning to end. And every frame drained the color from their faces as their eyes darkened with regret. In the end, none of them could speak.

The glorious was an irony. All three of them crashed heavily with their knees on the ground, staining it with their blood and sweat and I stared between with a mixture of emotions. — Anger, disappointment, and readiness. I raised my hand and the hall went silent at once. I brought my hand back down to realize there was one sound that hadn’t gone quiet. The sound of Ralph growling. I smiled again. “I don’t regret anything! I want you to know this Isla!” Ralph bawled, struggling against the chains that were retraining him. “You deserve to die!”

Third Person The next morning, all three triplets are standing outside Ariella’s door with flowers and scripted apologizes. When they hear the door start to unlock, they kneel down in front of her door. Ariella jumps back at the sight and Kale catches her. “We screwed up,” Anderson starts. “You were right the pain is too much,” Carter continues in a robotic voice. “Please, forgive us,” Finley pleads. They all three hold up their flowers. Juliet- I can’t hear their wolves anymore but I'm not buying this.