Triplet Novels & Stories

“Both of you. Say it.” Rowan’s jaw clenched. Then, slowly, painfully, he exhaled. “Fine.” His voice was raw. “I feel it. With you. With him.” His gaze flicked to Lucien, bitter but honest. “I hate it. But it’s there.” Lucien’s smile returned, softer this time, almost reverent. “I’ve felt it since the cathedral. Fire. Ice. And the witch between.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “It’s the rarest bond of all—triadic. Forbidden because it cannot be broken.”

Seven feet, gray-brown fur soft, armor new, black gloves off, claw hands clean, loyal brown eyes on three prints triplets. Fist to heart for me, Kael, Grace, three prints. "My Luna Kings and My Mother Human and My Future Kings or Queens first bright and second faint and third faintest triplets, Kade Fang guards border while triplets beat. Kade loyal Beta guards triplets." Rorke kneels one knee. Eight feet, gray-black old Alpha, uncle. Yellow eyes dimmed respectful same gold as three prints. Old coat new. "Bronx old stories say first bright and second faint and third

"The rarest gift the old mythology acknowledged. A Luna whose soul was large enough to hold two bonds simultaneously without either being diminished by the other." Myla was quiet. "In the old packs," the elder continued, "when a dual bond Luna was found, it was not seen as a complication. It was seen as a completion. Two alphas whose combined strength and the Luna who held them together created something the wolf world called a triad bond. Not a love triangle. Not a choice between two. A third thing entirely. Something that could not exist without all three parts." She felt it land in her chest with the particular weight of things that rearrange understanding.

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.”

So, I averted my gaze. That's when I spot them—the triplets. They're standing off to one side of the room, and the instant my eyes meet theirs, I feel like I've been trapped. They're identical, with an uncanny resemblance to both their parents. From their mother, they've inherited their soulful eyes—a kind of emerald green that you could lose yourself in. They have their father's squared jaw, sharp cheekbones, and the kind of brows that are often described as 'brooding.' The first triplet seems to have a natural stoicism, the second a glint of curiosity, and the third a palpable intensity. Their eyes lock onto mine, and even tho

Strong and enlightening. Clement was stunned for a moment when he sighed when he realized what Trist wanted to hint at him. "I'm going back to work." Clement said a few words. "Later we'll have a gimmick. Come along." Trist's offer. "You can count on it," Clement replied. "Just give it back to me when you're done checking." This refers to the USB it gave to Trist. "Don't worry, it's just borrowed." Trist said with a smile.

It took several dozen loads of cement to complete the dam, but once the dam was completed, it looked good as new. “It’s beautiful.” Pauly said. On the back side of the dam, Felan had added the triplets pack symbol. The symbol consisted of 3 identical wolves encircling the moon. The triplets started to get a little emotional when Felan spoke up. “Only left is to try it out and see if it is going to hold.” She nodded to the witches, who pushed back the water.

he said as the doctor opened up the files and sent what seemed to be the main one to his side. He picked it up and analyzed it for all to hear. “After thorough research and analysis, we discovered that we’d have to take stronger measures than expected because the genes were so intensely alike for triplets that are not ninety-nine point nine percent similar. But after all, we got to the results…” I could hear drums beating in my head but I didn’t know where they were coming from. Oh, now I do. ‘Stop it, Mel.’ She scowled. ‘Sorry.’

he replied, motioning for him to keep moving forward. Conri's breath caught in his throat when his gaze landed on the newborns. "We have Double Shifters..." He trailed off, staring in disbelief at his beloved triplets. One of which yawned sleepily while snuggling comfortably into his brother's arms, nuzzling his face against his neck affectionately. His eyes sparkled brightly, and a broad smile spread across his handsome features.

Xander snarls, rejecting her explanation, too angry to see beyond it. “The Order of Three, but those that know about it call it the order.” She unzips her jacket, and her friends match her movements, moving in unison. Together, they pull their collar away from their necks, revealing a tattoo where a mate mark should sit. A triple moon is etched into the skin with black ink. The center moon has a key and arrow crossed with a paw sitting in the center, holding the components in place.