The Tycoons Triplets Novels & Stories

“If my word isn’t enough, go after the truth yourself. With the money and power you have, you’ll find out in seconds.” Ethan watched her with dark eyes that gleamed with something sinister. Luna took the phone from her pocket, unlocked the screen, and showed him a photo of the triplets. Ethan froze, stunned, as he looked at the photo. It was impossible to deny the familiar and personal traits that rested on the three boys. “Bryan, Aydan, and Dante are six years old,” her head burned with the memories. “I was going to tell you that day I was pregnant, but you forced me to sign the divorce and threw me out of your house, and I had no choice but to run away.”

She was the Syndicate’s event planner, a woman obsessed with the triplets and terrified of anything that threatened her control. “I was finishing the data sets Julian Haven assigned,” I lied, stepping around her. “You were supposed to be under the War Council table prepping the door-prize trackers!” she hissed. “You’re late, you’re useless, and—what is on your face?” Before I could answer, the rumble of three distinct engines vibrated through the floorboards. The triplets were back. Their father, Oman “Mao” Moretti, and his wife Castalia were still out finalizing the high-tech shipments for the gala, leaving the house under the temporary command of the brothers.

I recognized their faces instantly from the old news clippings I used to keep hidden under my mattress in the basement. They were the Valerius triplets. Helios, Kael, and Silas. The billionaire rulers of Moonlight Park, the most feared and powerful men in the entire city. But I didn't care about who they were. I didn't care about their wealth or their power. I looked past them, staring wildly at the doctor as a violent shake took over my entire upper body.

Caleb smoothly slotted in right behind me, his hand resting lightly on the small of my back. As we walked into the grand ballroom, the murmurs began instantly. The elite of the city whispered behind their crystal glasses, their eyes darting from the notorious Blackwood triplets to the woman on their arms. Word of Richard's overnight financial collapse had already leaked, and seeing his ex-wife flanked by the very men orchestrating his ruin was the ultimate scandal.

"It's been a while since I saw them." "That would be wonderful. They’ve missed you," Bethany replied. A genuine smile graced her lips—and that single smile completely captivated David. Lunch was held at a quiet, upscale restaurant that David owned. He took charge and ordered for her, making sure she actually finished her food. Afterward, Bethany returned to her office and buried herself in her work. At 3:30 p.m., her phone alarm buzzed. It was time to pick up the triplets from school. She packed her bag in a rush and ran down to the parking lot.

The hard-faced leader with the ability of a fortis began, “Callows. Get to it. How much longer?” The Callows were lycan triplets - Matthew, Nessa and Ourelia. Gifted and ambitious didn’t even begin to describe these three scientists, who shared a home lab since they were kids. Science fairs and competitions were for losers who wanted to waste time and potential on small-scaled successes that would be forgotten once the heat of the competition was over. The triplets had never aimed for anything less than world domination.

Good looking, well built, and dark. The Hayden Brothers. *** THE HAYDEN BROTHERS We liked the smell of her. It aroused us. We were triplets, the last of the Hayden line. What one of us wanted, we all did. So, we learned to share all our things. And we're going to share her. One way or another. Afterall, everyone knows Vanna Rae belongs to us. *** The triplets were nicknamed for what they did best in the pack. Vanquish, Hunter, and Racer. They were exactly how they sounded.

But what if it's just what, what if there's nothing wrong with it. "What are the names of the triplets?" When I change the topic. "Ah, they are Hailey, Harley, Hashly." nice name, just sounds like it. It's envious because they have three siblings and twins. Nothing, I'm just curious about what it feels like to have a brother. "How are their mom and dad?" I want to ask. "Their mother is working abroad. Their father didn't leave them when my daughter was pregnant with them."

“Ah, you must have met my twins…but keep it a secret, no one should know that I am relating ed them.” “Twins? Are you saying it's not just one?" “Yes, we are triplets. I'm the oldest and heir. Theon is the current managing director of the company, which I am guessing you already met him, and my other twin is somewhat off the radar as he wanders into clubs."

She smiled and pulled down her sunglasses, so he could see that she meant it with every fiber of her being. “Mummy!” The triplets shouted at the same time as they ran to meet her. Mr. Brown gushed at how cute the triplets were. They were two girls and a boy, and it was hard to tell their differences since they were wearing identical outfits. “Oh my goodness! What are your names?” He laughed as they grabbed his hand in excitement. “My name is Jenna,” The girl declared proudly, and this is “Elena and Jaden.” “Awn, you're cute.” He complimented as they giggled and ran around him.