Triplets Mighty Mom Novels & Stories

Audrey's POV - What are we doing today, I asked my two accomplices completely excitedly - there is a race out of town today at 10 p.m. Do you want to participate?! Mike whispered to prevent it from being known. - Of course, if I screamed - I almost - So we have to cover our tracks added Nick Let me explain to you, I am a single mother of triplets, head of one of the largest companies in the world, relentless woman, respected

"Yes, aunt Aurora was mom's triplet sister; they were also there when the attack happened but I couldn't find their bodies or aunt Lynn's body with her boyfriend at the time; it seemed that they all vanished into thin air. I have searched everywhere for them but couldn't find them anywhere." "Wait, mom was a triplet?" "Yes, she was the oldest by a few minutes before aunt Aurora and aunt Lynn were born; they are all three witches. They have a brother as well, who is a werewolf just like grandpa was but mom said he ran away with another she-wolf when he discovered that his mate is an omega. No one knows what happened to him. He was eighteen years old when he vanished without a trace, leaving h

"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.”

I followed with Ayla beside me—not close, but with some distance, rules still holding—and my mother stepped back to let us through. The packhouse was warm with the smell of coffee coming from the kitchen. The familiar sounds of a house that had been awake all night waiting. Ria closed the door behind us and studied the four of us standing in her entrance hall—marked and bonded and exhausted and carrying something between us that filled the room even in the silence. Her eyes went to Ayla's neck. To Ryker's. To Soren's. Then me. She closed her eyes briefly and then opened them. "Triple bond," she stated.

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.

“Let me help carry it.” I met his warm, inviting eyes, my pulse thumping. He deserved the full story—about my kids, about John, about my life as Scott’s wife. “Liam,” I started, my voice a whisper, “there’s something from my past you need to know.” I paused, gathering my words. “I have triplets—Jace, Niko, and Rhea.” I looked up, watching for his reaction. His expression stayed calm, eyes fixed on mine, a gentle nod urging me to continue. His lips pressed together briefly, then relaxed, his attention fully on me, like every word I said mattered deeply.