Triplets Mighty Mom Novels & Stories

"If your mother and Madam Antris had taken care of them, within a month they would probably have become a ball." Anna burst out laughing. "I can't guarantee that won't happen." "Yeah, I know. Madam Antris's chicken pie and your mother's grilled salmon is the best." Josephine is truly grateful for Anna's kindness and concern, even Anna's parents, to her and the triplets. Anna insisted on lending her car for Josephine and Mrs. Lucy Reding--Anna's mother, insisted that the triplets stay at her house after they left school until Josephine picked them up after work.

Teresa and Victor are the last to enter the tent, everyone stops as a loud hiss mixed with a growl sounds and echoes through the tent in the form of one word, “MATE!!” There is then a whimper from the other side of the tent where Scarlett, Phoenix, Jayce, Opal and River are standing, all eyes go from the male standing in the doorway to the tent to the female standing with her family. Everyone slowly steps to the side as Victor makes his way over to where Scarlett and her family are standing.

I looked at the woman who gave birth to me, raised me, then tried to ruin my life. "Mom." My voice stayed steady. "I've done more than enough for this family." I gave them one last look, took Bruce's hand, and walked out. *** The verdict came fast. My mom got three years. Zoey got a year and a half. The whole case went viral. "The New-Mom Setup" stayed stuck at the top of trending for days. People went digging into Zoey's past and didn't miss a thing. That "elite UK university" she kept flexing? A total diploma mill.

There was more. There was more I wanted to tell them. “I have kids now, Mom. Triplets. Can you believe it? Three little miracles. I’m terrified sometimes, but I do it for you. I try to be the mom you would have been, the one you were always so full of love for. But now it’s just me. I wish you could meet them. I think you’d spoil them rotten.”

You have an impressive resume, "I told her. "Tell me something that nobody would ever think about you. "I asked. "I’m a mother"she answered hesitantly. My eyes widened in shock. She let out a chuckle. The sweet melodious voice drew me in. "Yes, am a mother to triplets by the way" she added with a proud smile. I was impressed. None of the women that had been interviewed had outrightly said they were mothers which made me wonder if this was the same attitude she would accord to whatever work that was given to her.

I grab the wall to steady myself, trying to make sense of it all. “What? What did you just say?” The words barely come out. “They are our mates,” Tala repeats, without humor. She studies me as I slowly shake my head in refusal. “No. No. No. This... this is wrong,” I say. “There’s no way I could be—” “Mated to all three of them,” Tala cuts me off. “Apparently, the universe doesn’t believe in doing things halfway.” My chest tightens painfully as realization sinks in.

"Please, Mommy. We have two days off and we want to stay at Auntie Ruhi's mansion." “Mommy doesn't mind, but what about Auntie Ruhi?” “Auntie Ruhi loves us very much. She definitely won't mind if the three of us stay over.” Deanna could only sigh deeply. “Yeah, mommy will ask Auntie Ruhi later. If—” “Yeay!” The triplets immediately shouted loudly and ran out of the room, even before Deanna had finished speaking. After the triplets left, Meazuz immediately took his position in front of Deanna. The man put his hands on Deanna's waist as he looked at his wife dreamily.

The tiny scar on her chest had become a medal of courage. Charlotte followed close behind. Christopher wasn't far away… My triplets. The greatest miracle of my life. Watching them play together... Watching Christopher instinctively protect his sisters... A trait that somehow carried pieces of both Enzo and Matt... Was my greatest victory. "Mom!" Lottie shouted. Look what Chris drew!" She held up a sheet of paper bursting with bright colors. Five stick figures stood hand in hand in front of a house beneath an enormous yellow sun. Five. Matt, me, and our three children.

Clay rattled off instructions. “Of the two of us,” she pointed between herself and Clay, “I’m the only one who has actually had triplets. I’m perfectly capable of taking care of your mate, son!” With that, she pulled me from the room and toward my doom. Okay, it wasn’t actually that bad. My mom and Luna Erika kept me company, sipping mimosas while I sipped sparkling cider. And I was lying down or sitting through most of the day’s events so I got plenty of rest.