The Tycoons Triplets Novels & Stories

AMELIA I hear my triplet boys making an unusual sound at the door. I have warned them, especially Jerry, the oldest, not to open the door for strangers. I left the food I had on fire, lowered the gas valve, and rushed to the entrance. I met them with a tall, handsome man whom I had never seen before. My kids were all over him, calling him dad, and being clingy to him. "Sorry if you had any problem with my kids," I apologized to the man, and then signaled Jerry to take his other two brothers inside. He quickly dragged them both to their room.

Anna could barely breathe through her nose while she did everything she could to stop her possessive growls. Nothing changed. The triplets, Julie, July, and Jean were very much the same. Flamboyant. Barely dressed, even with the cold weather. And snobs. Like they own the world and everyone in it. Tall, California beach blond hair, unnaturally ridiculous racks. The three identical twins were the opposite of the Greyson sisters. The most damning part was, they had their sights on the kings and seconds-in-command, like they were already picking the bed partner for the night.

As long as we continue to maintain the love, laughter, and shared dreams that have defined our relationship and, in turn, our family. My memories settled a bit longer on my babies again, Nathan, Owen, and Isabella, even though they totally hated when I called them that now. "Take a look at my chin, Mom. How in God's name can someone with this amount of hair be called a baby?” Nathan would always ask incredulously. And my cheeks will rise in amusement. 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.

He took in a sharp breath and shook Jackson’s hand, saying, “I’ve learnt a lot, Sir. To show my gratitude, I’m going to sponsor your honeymoon. Keep the money you’ve saved and take your wife on another vacation.” … Hours later, the couple finally returned to their Country. Celia had brought the triplets to the airport to welcome them. The moment they saw their parents, the triplets ran towards them, screaming, “Daddy! Mommy! You’re back!” Tessa and Aaron got down on their knees and embraced their children. Aaron wrapped his arms around his family and presented, “Who wants to see our new home?” “Me!!!”

Noticing Poppy’s lingering confusion and hesitation to shake Hope’s hand, Mommy stepped in to explain. “Poppy, they’re triplets—Faith Zeican, Hope Ryker and Love Andrei. They’re all born at the same time. Summer didn’t really magic Hope away. He was just at his Uncle Ryan’s place and came back now. My kids were just having some fun with you,” Mom explained. “Triplets?” Poppy repeated, her voice barely above a whisper.

I shook my head, looking uninterested. She gasped, “How could you have forgotten so easily? The Hudson triplets! They're millionaires! They're famous actors!” “Are they one of Marvel stars? Or DC? Fucking No! Then knock it off and let's get through this birthday party!” I groaned, snatching the bottle of alcohol from her to pour myself another shot. She scoffed, “I see why you'll never have fun. Having a billionaire as a boyfriend is so special, huh? I guess that's why you won't find millionaires fascinating.”.

"I should have done this years ago. But today I am going to do it right—with our kids around us, with all the love that is in me." Her eyes welled up with tears. "Marry me," Ethan whispered. "Be my wife. Let's be a family—legally, forever." Rachel emitted a trembling giggle, flustered. "Yes," she breathed. "A thousand times, yes." The crowd erupted into cheers as Ethan slid the ring back onto her finger then drew her into a hard, loving kiss. The triplets shrieked in delight, their hands flying up to clap. They had finally achieved everything they'd ever dreamed of.

Mom huffs, using a sly grin to hide her exasperation. "Sorry, it's..." "This is Tyler, Kendrick and Wolfe," She points them out respectively, "They're triplets and your step brothers." Step what? My spoon falls from my hands and clatters to the ground. …

The Robert family had welcomed me with open arms, but little did I know that their hospitality would come with a heavy price – the revelation of truths that would change us all forever. Five years had flown by in the blink of an eye for Robert, during which time he had seen great success in his business endeavors. His company had continued to thrive, expanding its reach and solidifying its position as a leader in the industry. Robert had worked tirelessly to build his empire, and it had finally paid off. He was not only rich but also more famous in the business world than ever before. The triplets, who were once tiny babies, had now grown into big boys and a girl. They were a handful, but Ro

he tried to speak when Aiden threw a glance full of warning his way, “Sure, sir. I will notify them.” Elara walked to the glass wall that offered the view of the city, “You didn’t need to cancel the meeting.” She told him without looking back, “I am here just for a little while. I think this is the time that we talk.” “Agree.” He said solemnly. “We …” Elara trailed off as if she was gathering the courage to go on, “we are parents of triplets.” She paused, “One boy and two girls.” She felt him walking to her until he was standing beside her.