Triplets Mga Nobela at Kwento

To the babies gr⁠owing there. “And my babies?” My voic‍e cracke‍d. “Are they part of this?” ‌ “I don’t know⁠ for‍ certain.” Miriam​ leaned forward. “But triplet⁠s‌ fr‍om three Alphas? That​’s never happened. Not once in doc‌umented h‍ist​ory. It’s too pe‍rfect. T‌oo al‌igned with‌ exactly what she wanted.” Foots​te‌ps⁠ behind me. The b⁠rothers. I h​a‍dn‍’t hea‌rd the‍m com‌e in.

“You three are acting crazy. We don’t know if we’re mates. This pack and leading it is your legacy. I’m just some type of something. You three are the Alpha Triplets of the Far-Side Moon Pack. I’m just good old Detective Alsie, who doesn’t quite fit in here and who doesn’t quite fit in with the humans either. As wonderful as it sounds, I won’t let any of you give up your legacy or do anything that will hurt the pack.” “Alsie?” “Yes, Alpha.” “You four are mates. 100%, without a doubt, mates. Born to be together, tied together until death.”

I reply, my heart racing. The doctor’s demeanor shifts, a spark of excitement glimmering in his eyes. "There’s no reason to worry. Look, here are the twins… both girls, by the way. They’re slightly on the small side, but that's completely normal for triplets. And look here, both their hearts are beating perfectly." He points at the screen, and I find myself leaning in closer, captivated by the tiny flickers of life.

She smiled and pulled down her sunglasses, so he could see that she meant it with every fiber of her being. “Mummy!” The triplets shouted at the same time as they ran to meet her. Mr. Brown gushed at how cute the triplets were. They were two girls and a boy, and it was hard to tell their differences since they were wearing identical outfits. “Oh my goodness! What are your names?” He laughed as they grabbed his hand in excitement. “My name is Jenna,” The girl declared proudly, and this is “Elena and Jaden.” “Awn, you're cute.” He complimented as they giggled and ran around him.

The wolf was at the surface, and he was furious. "You raised a hand," Jordan growled, his voice a vibrating rumble that shook the silverware on the table. "To my daughter." "She ruined my suit!" Evelyn cried, tears of pain leaking from her eyes. "She’s just a clumsy little—" "She is a Hayes," Jordan roared. He shoved Evelyn backward. She stumbled and fell onto the floor, clutching her wrist, looking up at him in terror. The triplets were silent, staring at their father with wide, awestruck eyes. Theo looked at Jordan like he was Superman.

Linda was quiet. "I have been going over it all night," Emma continued. "What if Sarah delivered Triplets and someone helped her hide them? Because the way Alex responded to that girl was not the way children behave with strangers. It was recognition. It was the way you act when you already know someone and you are just relieved to have found them again." Linda moved to the edge of the bed and sat down. The room was quiet enough that Emma could hear the television from the living room, the low indistinct murmur of whatever her father had switched on now that the conversation out there was finished as far as he was concerned.

“You didn't think you could keep her to yourself, did you?” Before I could protest, before my rational mind could scream at me to stop this madness, Killian closed the door behind them and locked it. “We're sharing,” Killian said, his voice deep and commanding as he stepped into the steam. What followed was a blur of heat, touch, and overwhelming sensation. The triplets, driven by a year of guilt, longing, and the sudden revival of the bond, showed no mercy. They crowded me, their hands and lips marking every inch of my skin, reminding me of the biological tether that bound us together.

The sun shone brightly through the window, casting a warm and hopeful light over their home, as they eagerly awaited the moment they would meet their precious grandchildren for the first time. Christine's family was eagerly waiting for the arrival of her triplets. They were overjoyed about the new additions to their family and couldn't wait to meet them. As the days went by, the anticipation grew stronger, and everyone was anxious to hear news about Christine's health and the babies. Finally, the phone rang, and Christine's husband announced that she had given birth to healthy triplets, including a baby boy. Her family erupted i

No matter what. “Cary?” There was a tremor in her hushed voice. “What if it could be his? Clay hates him. I don’t think I could handle it if he refuses to accept this pup because it could be the child of a brother he wants no part of. What if he ends up hating me too?” Her tears flowed freely by the time she was done. I couldn’t let her think for a minute there was any world in which that was possible. “Never!” I told her decisively. “We’re triplets. We share the same DNA. We always agreed it would never matter who the father was. He or she will belong to all of us and no one will ever love a pup more.”

*Mia’s POV:* “Oh, Mia. That is a bad thing to say when you are meeting someone for the first time. These are Liam, Luis, and Leon Oscar. Leon is the oldest of the triplets and Alpha David’s firstborn son, while Luis is the second, and Liam is the last born. They are popularly called Triple L. Unfortunately, their mother, Luna Esther, died after their birth. They are our upcoming Alphas.” Mom said, smiling and introducing the triplet bad boys to me. However, I glared at them.