The Tycoon Triplets Novels & Stories

My wolf rose eagerly at the thought, begging for the fight. But Nyxion didn’t move. He just stared at me, eyes dark and burning, his whole body shaking with the effort of holding himself back. The silence stretched, hot and suffocating. My chest heaved, every part of me trembling with rage, but I didn’t look away. Couldn’t. We were triplets. Three parts of one whole. Born of the same blood, raised under the same roof, bound to lead together. We had fought side by side, bled side by side, laughed and wept, and carried each other.

"She never forgave me." "So she's been waiting. Watching. Looking for a way to hurt you." "And now she's found it." He looked at my belly. "You. Triplets. The heirs my mother wanted. If Elena can control the pregnancy — or destroy it — she wins." I covered my belly with both hands. Protective. Fierce. "She's not touching them." "That's not a promise you can make." "Then we make it." I met his eyes. "Together." He stared at me.

Linda was quiet. "I have been going over it all night," Emma continued. "What if Sarah delivered Triplets and someone helped her hide them? Because the way Alex responded to that girl was not the way children behave with strangers. It was recognition. It was the way you act when you already know someone and you are just relieved to have found them again." Linda moved to the edge of the bed and sat down. The room was quiet enough that Emma could hear the television from the living room, the low indistinct murmur of whatever her father had switched on now that the conversation out there was finished as far as he was concerned.

Her eyes were the specific gray of someone who had stopped being surprised by anything a long time ago. She looked at Gavin first. A single long assessment. Then Zane. Then Lucian. Then she looked at me. Her gaze dropped to my stomach briefly. Back to my face. "The heirs are real," she said. Not a question. "Triplets," I said. Something shifted in her expression that might have been approval on a different face. She accepted it with a single nod and turned to the room. "How long have you been alive," Zane said.

Zayed realised that she had lied about the pregnancy to provide a false security for Great Aunt Sabine and find time to bring out her truth in front of everyone. **** London 2021 Maxwell Industries was still humming with gossips and wonder at the knowledge that the The Arabian Prince, Sheikh Zayed Ahmed al Zidra is married and is a father to a set of triplets. A picture of the triplets with Basim Ahmed hugging them from behind had gone viral overnight after he uploaded the picture on social media platform with the caption 'with the little Ahmeds'. There was no question as to who the little Ahmeds share their DNA with as it is

Cami had elaborated that the triplets owned companies that specialized in technology-more specifically online services and software, they also owned clubs, hotels, and even banks throughout Russia. I knew that they were influential and well known but that was just a bit over the top since the mansion was in a sort of secluded area with a tight security system. Call it a sixth sense or whatever but something felt off about the trio's overly strong and famous social status that wasn't adding up, plus how the girls weren't letting out details about most things they said in the heat of the moment. It was suspicious and it was like -Shit. No. no, it couldn't be.

"How could you propose to a woman like that? Do you think you were making a business deal or something? If I were her, I’d as well report you to the cops for harassment.” Grandpa poured me a drink, and I hesitantly took the glass and sat beside him. Most of the time, I admire his charisma because, even with his old age, he still managed our mafia’s business without any flaws. Our conglomerate is the most feared in Italy and so highly connected that we usually get offers from the top politicians. He won’t let me know much about it, claiming that I shouldn’t get my hands dirty. I should rather focus on being a better CEO for Hansel Group, but things didn't work as he planned. I am now the true

Sarah was also wondering why the triplets resembled Maximus Lim, but it was impossible for her that Maximus was the one who impregnated her friend, because why would she have to work hard and break her back if the father of her children was richer than rich? “That’s him!” Sarah was almost surprised by Luna’s shout. She looked at the entrance of the company and saw Maximus getting into a car. “He’s really rich, he has different cars.” Maxwell commented. When Maximus’ car left, Sarah followed. She drove slowly, making sure Maximus didn’t notice she was following. She almost didn’t close her eyes while driving because Maximus’ car might suddenly disappear from her sight. They followed Maximus f

The guests turned, eyes widening as they took in the sight before them. It wasn’t just their looks that left people in awe, but the power they carried. The kind of power that couldn’t be ignored, the kind that was ingrained in their very existence. The Hawthorne brothers. Aiden. Liam. Zander. Matthew. The Tycoons , the most powerful young bachelors.. . Their mere presence sent waves of energy across the hall, the air thick with authority. They weren’t just any guests, they were royalty.

Gianna’s POV The jet hummed beneath me, a quiet, relentless reminder of the impossible situation I found myself in. I didn’t argue when they led me aboard what was the point? Resistance was futile. The triplets had won just like they always seemed to win everything from birth. They’d taken me, my kids and whatever semblance of freedom I’d thought I had left. Of course, they were stinking rich. Private jet, lavish interiors, attendants who looked like they’d stepped out of a designer magazine… it all screamed power. The kind that crushed anything in its path.