The Widowmaker's Triplets Novels & Stories

Adrik said, spitting out the word with venom. “Waste?” I asked, feeling my own aura ignite in response to the insult. “Yes. Because your bond with the triplets is a joke of fate. It's a powerful force, I admit. But in the end, that bond, your supposed ‘union,’ is a dead end. A genetic mistake. What you carry in your blood, what that white wolf represents, is an anchor of death, not life,” he muttered, and I looked at him in horror. “My bond is my strength,” I snapped firmly.

The silver burns more painfully than I expected death to feel. They gripped the chains tightly around my wrists, my ankles, my throat. Each link searing into my skin like liquid fire, eating through flesh until I can smell my own burning. I should be screaming. I think I was, moments ago. Now there's only the wind rushing past my ears as I fall, and the strange clarity that comes when you know these are your final seconds. Widow's Peak earned its name for a reason. Seventy-three widows, the pack history says. Seventy-three women who threw themselves from this cliff rather than live without their mates.

"And the reason she's dead is because she let you break her. But I'm not her. I'm the version that survived. I'm the version that fought back. And I have three little reasons why I will never, ever let anyone like you take me anywhere." The triplets emerged from behind the rubble, their tiny claws extended, their silver eyes blazing with a protective rage that made my heart swell with pride. They were barely old enough to walk, but already they were warriors, baring their teeth at the alternative Triad with a defiance that was pure Lilith. The alternative me stared at them, his face cycling through a dozen expressions before settling on one of pure, unfiltered disgust. "You've bred her," he

I had heard rumors that the triplet brothers shared one mate and were fighting dirty on who would finally get her. It was crazy how the moon goddess created werewolves and lycans. Even crazier that twins and triplets can share one mate because of their DNA. This was going to cause a lot of trouble between Ziah and his brothers Kai and Zeke. My ribs squeezed tight with envy. The girl was a lucky bastard, having three powerful alphas vying for her attention. If one of them misbehaved, she had two others to lean on, unlike me, who was alone.

“I just resurrected a witch as powerful as you. Of course, I had measures in place to not destroy every last one of us.” Killian sighed and rolled her eyes before she leaned down in front of me. I saw her through glassy eyes as she picked up my children, still bloody and crying from the stress of childbirth, “Triplets. All boys. Another set of Hale triplets.” She did not sound amused. She sounded like she felt bad for them, but I refused to trust her knowing her intentions with them. “Keep your hands off my babies.” I managed to cough out.

“As for me, I came here not because I want to fight, well, I actually don't know how to fight anyway. I just came here to encourage my brother that, just as we came to this world together on the same day, if he has to leave this world, then he will have to take me with him. I can't live in this world without my other half, which is your Jade. We are the Westwood Triplets, we live together, or we die together.” Jane spoke as her tears were already streaming down her face. “Come here, Princess…” Jade called for her and pulled her into a tight hug. “ Yes, we are the Westwood Triplets, we live together or die together,” Jade whispered and kissed her hair. “Die together, my ass. Did you give me y

However our parents have no idea of the behind choices we all had made from our parents, first and foremost. I wasn’t at all an expert when it came to scents, but we had found out a very difficult situation that had allowed little to no choice in discussing more matters, five months ago the triplets had married their husbands, this made it easy for the triplets to not have their first time with their husbands as they had left to the Fenrisúlfr clan to assist on the war, but as they where in that predicament, the night before their wedding the triplets, and Enzo had made their first courtship, to my fears the triplets had made a huge mistake as they each got knotted by Enzo, concluding in eac

Luna nodded happily then they ate. When Sarah noticed that the people at Maximus’ table were standing up, she looked at them. She just shook her head because the triplets really looked like Maximus. ‘It’s impossible for Mr. Lim to be the father of the triplets.’ Sarah shook her head at what she was thinking. “It’s really impossible.” She said.

"Thank God. I just found out everything my mother did. The divorce papers, throwing you out — I swear I didn’t know. Please, let me see you. I still love you." Alvin’s hand tightened on her shoulder, his entire body tense with barely controlled fury. Chloe’s heart pounded. "Asher… I’m pregnant. With triplets. Your children." Silence on the other end. Then a broken sound. "Triplets? Chloe… please. Come home. We can fix this. I need you. I need them." Before she could respond, Alvin took the phone from her hand, ending the call with a decisive press. His eyes burned with dark possession as he looked at her.

Everything was happening at the same time now. Flower needs a bone marrow donor as soon as possible and her mother's company owned by Thomas and Melisa is on the verge of bankruptcy. Josephine did not want and could not remain silent. She must act. She will not rely on her father and half-sister's luck to help Flower, but she will try to find the man who planted the seeds of the triplets that night in her womb and while doing so, Josephine will also reclaim her mother's company as it is her inheritance.