Triple H Daughters Novels & Stories

She shrugged dismissively, unaware of how famous those last words would be. “Oh!” Harlie chirped up, remembering there was one final piece of information she had forgotten to share with her father. She sent a mischievous grin her sisters way, before adding “did I forget to mention that the triplets are Bri’s mate’s?” “What!” David yelled once again.

Today is the last week before Christmas. “Sterling's annual Corporation Christmas Gala” was in full swing. Stephanie adjusted her name badge, “Head of Public Funding and Financial Crimes” as she scanned the banquet hall from the high table reserved for senior management. Across the room, her three eight-year-old triplets sat at the children's section, thankfully behaving themselves at the time. Stephanie listened as Director Brighton hammered on quarterly projections. Her eyes drifted to the children's section. Tyler was probably schooling his brothers about something. Bryan was likely sketching on any white surface. And Perry… She smiled. Perry was probably daydreaming again.

“Who wouldn't be? If I were in his position, I would hate the son of the man who caused his mate to suffer such a gruesome death.” My ears perked up at her words and I turned to face her in confusion. “What do you mean by that?” Avery's eyes lifted to stare at mine and I saw a hint of confusion in them. “You do not know about the history between Ryder and the triplets' father?” My head slowly shook as confusion settled within me. “You poor child.” She sighed softly, shaking her head. “It's understandable. The triplets made sure to bury the name of that woman after their father died. Her name left a bitter memory in the hearts of the people who knew her.”

I’d spent an hour in front of the mirror, masking the dark circles under my eyes with expensive concealer and letting my blonde curls fall over my shoulders in a defiant wave. "Hey, Charity—I mean, Daniels," a voice whispered. I turned to see Tatiana Volkov, Aienna Cross, and Hria Blake. The triplets' usual rotation. They looked miserable, their eyes red-rimmed despite their heavy makeup. "Are you okay?" I asked, setting the tray down on a side table. "They dumped us," Hria blurted out, her bottom lip trembling. "All three of them. This morning. Over an encrypted text."

It turned out that they didn't cut down the tree where Sharena had hanged herself, but only covered it with white cloth. “You guys can't go there,” Deanna warned her three children. “Sure, Mommy.” The next day was the blessing ceremony for the triplets. They were lined up in front of the pack advisor to be blessed. Everyone there looked at the triplets with emotion as they remembered what had happened several years ago. The omegas here were also very curious to see Devon because he had almost lost his life several years ago. After the blessing ceremony was over, the triplets also faced the Moon Goddess to receive a blessing so they would know their respective skills. Meazuz had already told

Bianca turned to ask David beside her, "Who's the woman standing with that woman? Why does she look familiar?" "Miss Carter, that's Miss Hannah Das from L Group. Mr. Carter made an impromptu appointment with her for cooperation." Bianca propped her chin and thought for a moment before finally recalling. Hannah Das was a legend in the business world. After her father, the CEO of L Group, died in a car accident, Hannah, at the age of twenty, was forced to take over the company. At that time, L Group was no longer the leader in daily necessities.

Charli D’Amico never expected to become the captive of a Syndicate kingpin. Elijah Holder is the Head of the Snake. Ruthless, powerful, and feared by everyone who knows his name. He is her captor. She should hate him. She should want nothing more than to escape. Instead, Charli falls hopelessly in love with the man holding her prisoner, pulling her sisters into a world of dangerous men. Because sometimes the most dangerous man in the room is the one who makes you feel safest.

One step closer to my daughter. Hina’s attitude toward me was like a wild roller-coaster ride. She started off with intimidation and fear, then she moved to seducing my Mate and me. We’ve seen her fury and rage, her sympathy and compassion. After the revelation of my daughter, she became unexpectedly supportive. All of our travel arrangements have been taken care of by her, or the pack. Our flights to Montreal, the accommodation at the bottom of the mountain, hire cars and enough cash to support the six of us for two weeks upon our arrival. I expect her kindness has a lot to do with the possibility of building an alliance with the Triple Goddess, formed through me and my motherly connection.

Adaoh asked again. "She is with me and I will say she is a better version of myself, I made her so," Sarah said with a grin. "But that is not the only thing that brought me here. I know you gave birth to triplets, where is she? Where is your third daughter?"