Triple H Son Novels & Stories

They also have his hazel eye contacts. Sometimes I wish they didn’t pick anything from him but that’s nature right? Though I may despise their father, I love it so much. They are my sweet tyrants. "What the hell happened here, Jayden” I choose to face the eldest among the triplet, after giving them a long stern stare. "it’s Hayden!” He immediately screams pointing to the last one. “No mom, It’s not me. It’s Jayden and Braden.” Hayden rebuffs, pouting his crimson plump lips.

It's weird for her. "We're going to the mall Momma. Daddy lost our bet. Right Dos? " Tres told Rhezi happily. He's the noisy one out of the three siblings. He looked at Rhezi then elbowed his brother Dos who's still busy eating cake. "Tres was right, Momma. Please, we want to go out," Roscoe added. He's like the eldest between the three of them. Roscoe was responsible and caring. But he surpassed his brothers for being naughty like Kraius.

Yet, aside from that, its also been 14 years since Antonio, Angelo, Vincent and Lucia all met their timely end. Shortly after that, about 8 months later, I finally gave birth to my cute identical twin boys. Elijah and Elis. Both now 14 and look exactly like their father. Lucus. Attitude and all. Then, about 4 years after that we all learned that we were about to have our first set of triplets. Each of them fraternal. And again, all boys. My triplets being Joshua, Jackson and Jayden. Each currently 10. And while I’m still shocked on how it happened; it turns out that Tony spawned Joshua while Grant spawned Jackson and Jayden. Talk about crazy. Again, I blame the super sperm.

“You don’t have to do this, Chris…he’s just a little boy, they are your sons, our sons” “Don’t make excuses for him! Don’t make excuses for them! You know what’s bad enough than having triplets? Having them turn out to be useless Alphas. One boy is a freak, the other can barely hold his ground with a voice like that. I get rid of them and we can go back to how we used to be, Cat. Connor is perfect. Connor is the son I was destined to have. Triplets are cursed didn’t you hear the myths? If the two sons are out of the picture, no one, absolutely no one will look down on us- “

He is the son of Eng Be Thin, the # 2 drug kingpin in the Hongkong triad, whom you squashed 15 years ago. Ahhh, I see...I remembered him. I put a bullet in his right leg. I was distracted at that time. I was eyeing his heart, but there was this little boy who ran to him. I think he was his son. Do you think they are here in San Francisco and that the perpetrator was his son? Then Ari's phone rang... Gentlemen, I have to get this. By all means, Det Miguel responded. Gen Cruz... speak! That boy was Eng Be Thin's son. Don't be alarmed, General. You mentored him five years ago. He wanted to go to West Point Academy in Virginia.

We can full-on talk now? I guess. I shrugged. We'd been doing so since birth, but never this clearly. "Finally. I was beginning to think you left me here with some kinda weird replica of you," Hollyn said to Thane as his eyes fluttered open. A smile twitched on his lips. "They're not replicas. They're my brothers. We're triplets." "Oh, my stars. That's a lot of hotness." She lifted her hands to her cheeks. "You should probably be illegal."

Maverick said making me shake my head at both of them. The bet! Well, we triplets are like that. Every time two among us do betting over the third person in our triplet set. I and Maverick had done this with Hudson most of the time. After all, Hudson among us was a troublemaker and spoiled brat-ass always. Well, nothing has changed in him still. He's still the same.

Sage said, laughing and looking up from the iPad he was playing a game with. He was on a different couch, and thankfully not part of the chaos those two were creating. He was the oldest and very much less chaotic. He was literally my right-hand man, in a very sweet and protective way. "No, he won't. Uncle Killian loves us too much. He won't ever spank us." Sean, the second son, replied with a smug grin. "That's right." Shane seconded him and they had a high-five. He was the last.

“No, I don’t think messages got crossed. Wait... did you say Danu?” Father chuckled and faced her again. “Yes, young one. She has a name, just like Mother, and me, and everyone in the Upper. You children always have such wonder in your eyes when you emerge after the Final Binding. That is why we call you children, even though you never truly were.” Gilly’s gaze drifted to his thermal markings. They shimmered across his skin; royal, opalescent, unlike any she had ever seen. Every being on Triune carried a fragment of his genetic material, but his markings were the original, the source.