Triplet Novels & Stories

Rowan uttered as he didn’t want to feel left out. “Well, you did a great job too. All of you did. Thank you.” Arthur said to them, and they nodded. “Well, you haven’t fulfilled your part of the deal,” Ryan replied, standing next to his brothers, and they all nodded, holding their arms on their chests. “There’s a deal too? What else do I not know?” Aurora asked in surprise. “Trust me to always fulfill the end of my deal, boys. And I announce that it’s official! We are all going on a trip!”

On the day of my first shift, my Alpha triplet adoptive brothers weren't by my side for the first time ever, because their long-lost birth sister Scarlett had returned. They even told me to get out and never come back for his birth sister's sake. To fight again Rogue wolves，The Alpha King had gathered the most elite warriors from each pack for a Beta Wolf Enhancement Program—a secret project that would last ten years, with no contact with the outside world. The day I volunteered for this research project happened to be the anniversary of my parents' death.

And then, as if her world had suddenly narrowed to just the three of them, they spoke in unison, their voices deep, low and commanding. “Mate.” The room seemed to dissolve around her, the voices of the partygoers muffling into nothingness. Time seemed to stretch, stretching to an unbearable length, as though the entire world was suspended in that single moment. Her body froze, every instinct telling her to either flee or surrender. The triplets’ words echoed in her mind, their weight heavy on her chest. The bond snapped into place, a tether between them that tightened with every breath she took. She wanted to run, to escape from it, but her wolf fought against

Gabriella said and looked at Jackie. Jackie didn’t look up. She kept washing the glass. She had to have heard Gabriella. Jackie was right next to Trina. “Did you catch their names?” Trina asked. “Mandy, Candy, and Bambi. They’re the Bolton triplets,” Gabriella said in a high-pitched voice. Trina snickered. “They didn’t say it like that, did they?” “The triplet part, they did. In unison,” Gabriella answered.

She waved me over with the enthusiasm of a woman who definitely had gossip ready to burst. “Oh gods, sit. Sit, I have things,” she said, pulling me down onto the bench like we were back in high school. “Okay, so. Did you meet the triplets from Greynight yet? They’re healers and all three of them are stupid hot. Two are mated and the third is open. Like open open. I think she has her eyes on that broody weapons master you keep avoiding.” I cackled. “Tarin.” “What?” She smirked. “I just report the news.”

--- The Triplet Challenge Later, the triplets decided the pack was too quiet and announced the first annual Silverveil “Moon Games.” “Rules are simple!” Jackie shouted, standing on a barrel. “Each team has to complete three challenges — balance, stealth, and strength. Winner gets bragging rights and Derik’s secret honey whiskey!” Derik groaned. “That was supposed to be a secret!” “Not anymore!” Jamie yelled, grinning. Collin’s wolf side flickered in amusement. “You realize this will end in chaos.” Baylee crossed her arms. “And you love chaos.” He smirked. “Maybe a little.”

My enhanced hearing picked up the sound of running paws, heavy breathing, and the distinctive scent of Alpha wolves in full hunting mode. "The triplets," Kael snarled, his own transformation beginning as his wolf responded to the threat. "They followed her trail." "How?" I demanded. "She has no wolf scent for them to track." "They're bonded to her," he replied grimly. "The mate connection works both ways." The howls were getting closer. I could hear them crashing through the underbrush, their desperation and fury radiating through the night air like heat from a fire. "We need more time," I said, pouring additional power into the ritual. "The awakening isn't co

It only recognizes fated mates. Then why do I feel it? Why do you feel it? He had no answer. None of them did. Lysander spoke, his voice quiet. Unless the bond is not what we think. Unless it is something else. Something else? Theron demanded. What else could it be? Lysander looked at me. His honey eyes were dark, troubled. In the old bloodlines, he said, bonds could form between siblings. Not romantic. Something deeper. A connection that transcended mating. It was called the Triad Bond. It was rare. Forbidden. And it was said to be unbreakable.

My girlfriend, Jade Swanson, was very respectful toward her teachers. Every time we went out on a date, she even invited my single male teacher, Oliver Graham, along. Three for dinner. Three at the movies. Even when we traveled, it was three people sharing a room. I got jealous and lost my temper, but she only said, "Oliver is your mentor. Making him happy is equivalent to helping you build a good relationship. You're not very capable. Since we were little, haven't I always helped you smooth things out? You're a man, so don't be so petty!" On Valentine's Day, I finally passed my housemanship. Jade hired an outdoor band half a month in advance to celebrate for me. She said, "From now on,

It was then that the other two triplets walked in, and their eyes darkened . “You have got to be kidding me,” Dante muttered. The air around them instantly became tense. Three mates? That alone was rare. But a human being mated to the Alpha triplets? Impossible. Dante grabbed Ava’s wrist roughly and dragged her away from the crowded ballroom until they reached an empty hallway. “What the hell is going on?” Dante demanded, releasing her hand. “How are you mated to all three of us?” he snapped in frustration. “And why the hell is our mate human?”