Triple H Son Novels & Stories

Followed by Michelle and Cole then Shawn, Michelle's mother Linda, father Samuel and her three younger brothers Marcus, Brighton and Joshua. The triplets are the most polite, mannerful ten year olds you will ever meet! They have this aura around them of nothing but kindness. While most boy pups are out playing in the forest getting muddy and scraped up. These three preferred to be in complete order from top to bottom without any trance of stains or smudges any where. Even after they eat. Which is highly surprising do to the fact that their older sister is one of the messiest people I know! Well at least in the comfort of her own home. In public, you would never think this girl could have a

“My bad. Go on… please” Katrina rolled her eyes and took another cinnamon roll. I wished it was my d*ck that she was eating so passionately. IAN I just wanted to lighten up the mood and they got mad… tough crowd. The doctor continued. “The father of the triplets is Ian Turner.” I got up from my seat while my brother’s eyes turned dark. Katrina squashed the roll in her hands, her glares were lethal, and I f*cking liked it. “Looks like it’s settled,” Ian said, clapping his hands.

The city thrummed, a glittering tapestry of steel and light stretching into the inky expanse of night. Its pulse beat loudest in the high-rises, where fortunes shifted and lives intertwined. Tonight, the celebrated penthouse suite of the Grand Olympia Hotel shimmered with an extra layer of opulence, hosting the joint thirtieth birthday bash for the notorious Thorne triplets. Damon, the CEO whose empire spanned continents; Elias, the artist whose controversial pieces commanded astronomical sums; and Kael, the athletic titan who dominated the global sports arena. Three brothers, each a formidable force, their combined presence in any room a gravitational pull.

“Of course. Thank you, Trent.” Sieg got up and shook Trent’s hand. When Trent walked out of the courtyard and headed to his car, he received a call. He glanced at the caller ID and answered it. “Haxor, what is it?” Haxor, the third highest-ranking officer in the South River Commerce Institute. He was considered one of the strongest people in that organization, and even in South River State. His son’s name was Cetus Snowpine, the supercar club member who got into a fight with Kaze at Taurus Automobile the other night.

Trip said. Jake took a long sip from his beer, picking at the label on the bottle. “There’s a new street gang in Hazleton, taking over whatever assets the Dogs left behind. They’re calling themselves the Sons of Doom.” “You want them taken out?” “Yeah,” Jake said and looked Trip in the eye. “If you do that for me, you can have everything west of Chambersburg. It’s Stalker territory I’m giving you there, my territory.” “Consider it done, Wrath,” Trip said, and the two men shook hands. “I’ll tell my guys we’re now friendly.” Jake gave him a look. “That friendship will end if I find out your guys are killing, dealing or selling on my territory.”

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 paused as she was trying not go in details because If she said it in a detailed way she would start crying again. “ I met these Three guys, Rafa, Clyde, and Alex they were triplets and Alphas” “ You mean the Devil's triplets, the Alphas of our pack?” Fay asked as she seems to be surprised, She has heard and seen them in action, she could only wonder what Kiara went through, she was even surprised that She survived.

Beside him were two men who looked exactly like him. Triplets! My mind raced as Daven continued his introduction. “Lucy, meet my sons—Shaun, Scott, and Seth.” Sons? The word hit me like a blow. Sons? I had no idea Daven had children. All this time, I had believed he was childless, which was a cornerstone of my plan to inherit his position after his death. This changed everything. If he had heirs, my claim to the pack would be completely overshadowed.

Old habit, probably. "Strongest pack in three territories. When he sends his sons here, he's not sending them to learn anything. He's sending them to remind everyone else who they answer to." I turned that over in my head. "And the school just lets them...." "The school welcomes it." She gave me a flat look. "Half the faculty come from Ravencrest-allied packs. The headmaster has dinner with their father twice a year. Apex Moon doesn't just tolerate the triplets. It was basically built for them."

He cut in, “Trouble, I know. Anything you have to say?” I gulped. “I'm glad you know, but do you know the reason why?” He raised a brow. “Tell me.” “Because they've all found a mate. Adrian, Alex and Arnold, they all share one mate.” “Wow,” he replied. “That's rare, but it's possible for triplets. So tell me who it is. Is it you?” My eyes grew large. I was shocked by his question. “No–” Even though I wished it was. “It's not me, it's someone else, you know.”