The Tycoons Triplets Novels & Stories

He had a premonition that left him uneasy. Charlie Jr. was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. It was Stella calling. "Hey, I heard your brothers are back. Is that true?" Stella asked eagerly. Charlie Jr. hesitated for a moment but eventually confirmed it with a grunt. Stella's voice was filled with excitement as she inquired, "You're one of the triplets, right? Can you tell me more about them?" Charlie Jr. felt a little uneasy but pushed aside his discomfort and suggested, "Why don't I take you to meet them? What do you say?"

I blurt out. “Oh my!” Valentina exclaims. “What the hell!” Gianna squeals. “How about I come over to spend the weekends??” I laugh. “You wanna seduce them, huh?” I tease. “Yes yes!” She laughs. Valentina narrows her eyes at me, leaning closer to the screen. “Wait, wait, back up. Triplets? And they're hot?” “Identical triplets,” I repeat with a dramatic sigh, flopping back on my bed. “Like sinfully attractive. You wouldn't want to believe it unless you saw them.”

"Abbott, ¿right?. Into my office. Now." It wasn't a request. I followed him because my legs moved on autopilot. I followed him because if I didn't get this job, my children would be homeless. «It’s him» my mind screamed. «The stranger in the mask. The father of my children» I stared at his broad back as he strode through the glass-walled corridor. The Alpha energy rolling off him was suffocating. If he found out about the triplets... if he knew I had hidden his heirs for half a decade...

“They did.” Tyral approached us, his eyes still trained on his younger siblings. “They’re going to be incredible,” he said, admiration lacing his voice. “Especially Cole… A white wolf in the family. That’s rare.” “I know,” I replied, watching my youngest son closely. There was something almost otherworldly about him, something powerful that I couldn’t quite place. As the night continued, the triplets eventually returned, shifting back into their human forms. They were exhausted but exhilarated, their faces glowing with accomplishment. I wrapped them in warm blankets, holding each of them tightly before stepping back to admire them.

He was the shepherd dog, circling the flock, ensuring the wolves stayed at a distance. The triplets were upstairs in the nursery suite, a fortified wing staffed by their own nurses and two of Dante’s private security detail. They were the reason this room was full. The family didn't care about the marriage; they cared about the distribution of the Blackwood billions. To the people in this conservatory, Toby, Maya, and Leo weren't children—they were placeholders in a ledger. "I hear the third one is a struggle," a woman named Beatrice, a second cousin twice removed, said as she joined the circle near Julian. She didn't lower her voice. "The medical costs alone must be astronomical. It’s a sha

Billionaire Triplets, Chad, Klein and Thane Macmiller have everything they ever wanted. People did not know, but their father was the president of the country. And because of the country's monarchy system, the power solely fell on the Macmiller family. They were not tangibly linked to their father so they could commit whatever crimes they wanted and their father would be the last link that bailed them from trouble. The triplets had wealth, women, power and fame.

Their pack was one of the largest and most powerful in North America. The business articles painted them as ruthless entrepreneurs. Blackwood Industries had holdings in real estate, technology, private security, and entertainment. They were billionaires several times over, though exact numbers were hard to pin down. But it was the other articles...the ones in supernatural gossip blogs and whispered forum posts that made Eve's stomach clench. "The Blackwood triplets don't date. They share." "Girl from my pack spent one night with them. Came back covered in marks and wouldn't talk about it for weeks."

Meanwhile, I had an easy time giving birth to triplets on a sunny morning—to no surprise, they were all boys, healthy and strong just like John. "Thank you, darling!" John couldn't stop beaming in happiness, and quickly opened bank accounts for each baby where he deposited a few hundred million. He did not stop there either, as he put together a grand banquet where rich and famous figures across the world were invited, to announce to the world his joy. And in some far flung foreign country, Dylan just gave Lily a beating and was smoking on the couch to stave off his frustration. The news was on, and he was watching a news report about the triplets.

On my 18th birthday, my triplet brothers adopted a fifteen-year-old orphan girl and they claimed her mother died saving our parents. To make our new "sister" feel welcome, Matthew forced me to give her my coming-of-age gift, Daniel sent away the sheepdog that had been my companion since childhood because of her allergies. William coldly told me to get out of the house and stop making their little sister upset. I didn't argue. Just packed my bags and left. After they returned from their vacation with the orphan girl, they learned I'd enlisted in a twenty-year frontier medical program.

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.