The Tycoon Triplets Novels & Stories

The place was prominent and a little dark with a touch of colored lights, but there were still many people, and Maya already didn’t feel right. She waited for Sicilia to be back, but she didn’t. She figured that she would be late because she is, after all, Sicilia Knight, and everyone would want to talk to her. And yes, Maya did some research on Sicilia. Even before marrying Alexander’s grandpa, her family is considered one of the founders. They were the top back in the days, and she inherited all the family fortune after her brother died in an accident. She was a rising star after being leading a multimillion-dollar company and making it one of the most successful ones in the country and th

The news spread like wildfire throughout the kingdom, and people from far and wide came to witness this remarkable event. The triplets, two boys and a girl, were a sight to behold. They had inherited their parents' striking features—fair hair, piercing blue eyes, and a regal air about them. The eldest of the triplets, Prince Logan, was named after his grandfather, a symbol of the lineage he carried. The second-born, Prince Henry, possessed a mischievous twinkle in his eye, promising a spirited and adventurous nature. And the youngest, Princess Amelia, was as delicate as a flower, her presence captivating all who laid eyes upon her.

He continues to force himself on her despite her groans of pain until he gets his first release. "You're intoxicating. I like it." The mysterious man's last words awaken her from her sleep. Her forehead is covered in sweat. The temperature outside her body is very high, but she feels like she has just run thousands of kilometers. Hot and stuffy all over her body. With a conscious effort to rise, she gropes around. There is no one there. She has been left alone until she realizes that Arianna has just given birth to three identical triplets. "Where is my baby?"

As Margret Owen walked down the corridor of the emergency ward, she was taken aback to see Charlie Sr and Doctor Francis standing together. Doctor Francis appeared bewildered, glancing between Charlie Sr and Margret. "Charlie Sr, is this the woman you mentioned?" Doctor Francis asked hesitantly, recognizing Margret as the veteran Bliss. Charlie Sr confirmed that she was indeed the mother of his triplets. Margret was stunned by the revelation, her face darkening with confusion. "What do you mean triplets?" she asked, her footsteps freezing in place.

I could feel my heart pounding hard against my chest, my vision glazed over and the papers dropped from my hands. I had been sold to the Lycan Triplets as their breeder. Not even a wife or a concubine, a breeder. The Lycan Triplets owned and ruled over the largest pack in the werewolf territory. They were known to be ruthless, cold-hearted, merciless, and evil. These evil beings were not merely ordinary werewolves; they were the embodiment of cruelty, terror, and power.

My triplets were my world, and I was grateful that God and nature have kept me alive to watch and see them grow into adults, as well as watch them take their unique paths in life in search of purpose. The ups and downs of parenting were still vivid, but it was a worthy price to pay for the pride I feel now whenever I think of the growth and successes they have all attained in their respective fields; it was a miracle. Who would believe that Nathan, that cracked, sardonic kid from yesterday, is now the CEO of an entire branch at Harrington? Who would believe Owen the toddler, with his dry humor and skeptical tendencies, was about to become the founder of his own company?

"This is the DNA test I conducted. The firm results show that Alex, Noah, and Charlotte are triplets. I am their biological father, and you are their biological mother." Samantha was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning. Trembling, she opened the folder. There were three paternity test reports inside. The first was for Alex, Noah, and Charlotte. The second was for Charlotte and Ethan. The third was for Alex, Noah, and her. It clearly showed that they had a 99.9% blood relationship. So, Alex and Noah were really her biological sons. Charlotte's biological father was also Ethan? But, she clearly gave birth to twins back then. How could they become triplets?

I shook my head, it would never happen, how could a man who pretended to kiss me on our wedding day ever love me? I knew this would be a tough one, just like it was tough living with Sara and Mitchie. We finally got to the car, and I couldn’t wait for when this would be over. “Dad!” I heard a loud shout and turned to see three kids running towards us. I could tell that they were triplets because they looked so much alike, but who were they calling dad? He let go of my hand and bent down to take them into his arms, “My princesses,” he smiled and took his time to kiss their foreheads.

“Your beloved father was nothing but a tyrant! A psychopatic murderer that killed anyone that stood against his rule as Alpha. Your mother was his perfect smiling assistants. And their favorite project… were three little boys.” “W-What are you talking about?” I stuttered, struggling to make sense of what she was saying. “You really think the triplets parents were killed by ferals?” she chuckled darkly, “No sweetheart… your father did that. He murdered their entire clan in cold blood and took the triplets. They were young, gullible, barely old enough to shift yet the most powerful species on the planet and your sick, blood-thirsty father knew that.” “Liar!” I yelled. “Get out of my room!”

I was going to be a mother, and I would do it alone. And when I didn't want to, my mind began to wander, flashing back to those jaw-dropping, gorgeous triplets. “Oh, stop it, Eliana!” I scolded myself, but I knew I couldn't deny it. Those men were divinely built. Ace, Cade, and Rhett, those strong men with chiselled faces and sharp eyes. Their faces haunted me; it made my heart ache. I had forced myself to push down the recesses of their being down my mind, and into the abyss of my being.