Triplets Mighty Mom Novels & Stories

The monitor beeped once every 10 seconds, showing us that her heart was slowing. “There is a chance you can save your mommy. With your special gifts. Are you willing to try? We will come with you.” I said to the triplets. I feel bad putting the pressure on them, but it’s Summer’s only chance. Their gifts have worked, mine never have during a Blue Moon.

The music stopped for a second as the three of us walked in with Elena. "Boss is back!" someone shouted. I led Elena through the crowd toward the center of the room. I kept my arm hooked tightly around her neck, pulling her into my side. "Listen up!" I yelled over the noise. "This is Elena. She’s the Old Lady of the Triplets. You treat her with the same respect you give me, or you’ll have to deal with all three of us." A cheer went up, but I saw one guy standing near the bar who wasn't cheering. He was a member of a rival crew we did business with, a big guy with a scarred lip. He took a long sip of his drink and looked Elena up and down.

or Frankie? Even with that on my mind, I could not forget Miss Amelia’s triplet boys. They looked so handsome, and my heart almost skipped when they hugged me tightly. I felt like a father, and then the burning desire to have my own child crept into my mind. Looking at the brighter side of it, I will not be at a loss if I marry Miss Amelia; I will, however, gain a lot. Three handsome boys and a pretty lady as my wife

She stood up, her heels clicking sharply against the hardwood floor. "Maddison! You have to tell them to stop!" she shrieked, her voice cracking with desperation. "They're frozen everything! Richard's cards are declined, the house is under an emergency audit, and my father's shares are being liquidated! You're destroying our family over a stupid mistake!" I walked over slowly, ignoring her outstretched hands, and sat directly next to Caleb. The moment my hip brushed against his, Caleb slid his long, warm arm over the back of the sofa, his fingers lightly brushing the bare skin of my shoulder.

When she did she call dial Sheba’s number? “Hey, Chase.” She said with an happy grin and his set of teeth covered the entire camera. “Chase move back, let me see you.” She said. “Let me also see mama!” Cathy, the last one of the triplets, yelled out in her three years old voice and she could see them fighting for it. The only one who was at least quiet was Cora. She did not know where she got her quiet behavior from because neither she and Floyd was really quiet. Not to add Loretta. None of them.

“Talk to me, baby. Who did this?” I swallowed hard, tasting salt and shame. “They’re my mates, Mom. The Moon Goddess paired me with all three of them.” Her face went pale. “The triplets?” I nodded, another sob ripping free. Ryker, Ronan, and Rafe Blackthorn. The Nightshade Pack’s golden alphas. The most powerful, ruthless, and desired males in the entire region. Every girl at Blackthorn Academy wanted them. And somehow, the weak, wolfless daughter of a single mother had been chosen by the Goddess as their fated mate.

It was a sentiment they hadn't felt in years. The triplets experienced an unparalleled connection, surpassing anything they had ever known. A bond formed among them as they beheld Dirk's face, radiant in the night like the moon itself. Dirk's well-being was vital to their own. His life held profound significance. He was their mate, and nothing could alter that. Dirk would forever remain of utmost importance to them, even beyond death. Everything else could go to hell. They were a united front, a force to be reckoned with. No one and nothing would harm Dirk or tear him away from them again. In unison, the triplets took a deep breath and released it, their actions synchronized.

“Sit. Please.” I obeyed, albeit nervously. There was something about her that demanded attention—a quiet strength that I couldn’t ignore. “I hear you’ve been... entangled with the Alpha Triplets,” she said, her tone carefully neutral. I stiffened. “I—well, yes.” Amara studied me for a moment before leaning forward. “Do you know why the Moon Goddess gave you three mates?” Her question caught me off guard, and I shook my head. “No. I don’t understand any of it. It feels more like a curse than a blessing.”

Yep, my son is taller than I am. Suddenly, Luca pushed Damien from me. "My mummy". He glared at his brother hugging my neck. "Hey, she's my momma too". " No my mummy". "My momma" "Mine" "Nope buddy, she mine". "That's enough Dame, stop upsetting my baby". Luca pouted his lips. "Damien, clean Emma and Luca please and Lisa so wash up too. I'll clean the kitchen while you guys are at it.

Mom said, flashing a little smile at me. Before I could say anything, the triplets stood in front of me, “She is not going anywhere.” They said in unison as if they had planned it beforehand.