Triple H Daughters Novels & Stories

While I was munching my food, a group of three girls, the stereotypical insecure spoiled ladies who bully the outcast, have come to make my day way worse than it already is. "Here goes the stripper." the girl named Monique, who is Amora's cousin, said with a mocking smile. Even if we are blood-related, I hate her to the bone. After both of my parents died in a car accident when I was ten, they deceived me and stole our family's wealth. Her parents, my Aunt, and Uncle then dumped me in an orphanage. Upon reaching legality, I'm already on my own. What makes me more mad is after robbing off my wealth and Agnes living the life that was supposed to be mine, this girl really had the nerve to act l

she said as she walked back into the living room with Marcel in tow behind her. "How were the triplets?" "Ah, they were amazing. A trio of curiosity, they each have a certain quality that's very cute." "Awwwww, I can't wait to meet them, we are still moving tonight right?" "Yeah we are." Marcel munched on his muffin enjoying every bite of it. Sometimes he was glad he had a sister like Hailey. "Where's dad?" "Out golfing with his friend" "He's gotten real close with that friend of his has he not?"

Draven looked up at her, his jaw set tight. "It’s the triplets," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "They just snuck out of the estate... and they took a private helicopter to follow us here." He looked at the beautiful, romantic villa, then back at her, a mix of frustration and amusement crossing his face. "It seems, Mrs. Blackwood," he sighed, though his eyes were filled with pride, "that our children have decided our honeymoon is far too boring without them. And they are landing in ten minutes."

Zedd interjected again, "The girls should be taken to White Moon, indeed." "Ha, your words make no difference." Xander growled. "Don’t you forget that their mom is there. Let them meet and discuss the rest later." Zedd explained firmly, "Because after all, the triplets are absolutely hers because she's the one who took care of them all this time. Everything falls to her decision."

The elders were threatening to get a breeder for me, as they claimed that I needed an heir. I wasn’t having it, Hazel was my Luna and I never needed an heir that was not coming from her. Hazel disagreed, she feared that I would someday get tired of her barrenness. But I never blamed her for our misfortune. When she found out she was pregnant, she became the happiest woman, but that didn’t last when the pack doctor disclosed to her that she was carrying triplets and that it wasn’t healthy. She wasn’t strong enough, she either aborted the triplets or she would have to carry them till term, with a high chance of losing her life. I made my choice and it was her. But Hazel made me swear on her th

He asked again, looking at the doctor. “She was discharged about an hour ago. You weren’t told?” “What? What do you mean discharged?” Arthur asked in confusion. ‘Why didn’t Carter fill me in on this?’ “Her delivery went pretty smoothly, so she left with her mother.” “And the baby? Where is my baby?” Arthur asked with his eyes widened. “It wasn’t just a baby, Mr. Arthur! Congratulations, sir. She had three babies!” The doctor said with a large smile. “What? Three? So where are they? I want to see them right now.”

She added with a serious look on her face as she crossed her arms in front of her. The triplets stared at her askance. “Ladies room? This is the men’s room.” Another of the triplets spoke. His hair was tied into a neat bun. One noticeable feature that Irene could see was that all three brothers had the same color of hair, skin, and eyes. She could only tell who was who by their voices and their hairstyles.

The triplets hugged each other without realizing the gawking eyes and the gaping mouth at them. Jane and Jake took Jade to where their father was frozen. " See daddy , we told you we found our triplets brother but you didn't believe us. We are all your kids daddy. I am Jane and he is Jake and this is Jade. WE ARE TRIPLETS.." Jane introduced themselves proudly.

Trembling, I reached out to grasp Damien's hand. "The triplets, Damien," I choked out, my voice barely a whisper. "What about our children?" Squeezing my hand lovingly, Damien leaned in closer, his eyes filled with compassion. "Miraculously, our beloved triplets are unharmed," he assured me, a mixture of relief and awe evident in his voice.

She felt the faint, steady pulse of the Mother Tree through the root, a slow heartbeat that steadied her. “Now then,” Mother said, walking to the front of the amphitheater and tapping her wristlink. “Where were we?” “About invitations after the Urams Trials,” Zander answered, voice eager, face slightly red matching his hair. Mother’s posture changed; she straightened, a pleased smile ghosting her lips. “Ah, invitation protocol. One or two invitations are common. Three is rare. Four... four has only happened once. Siddis received four. He was a genius of numbers and tongues. When he got that fourth invitation, I was... well, I was delighted.” She let the class laugh and chatter for a moment b