Triplets Novels & Stories

The resemblance between the two was uncanny. "Mister, you look so much like my grumpy elder brother," Sofia sighed, breaking his thoughts. "You have a brother?" Jonathan asked, puzzled. "Yes! We are triplets—my brothers and I," Sofia chattered away, completely at ease sharing her family secrets with the handsome stranger. Jonathan led little Sofia to the reception desk to page for her mother. Meanwhile, Bethany returned from her phone call only to find Sofia missing. Panic surged through her chest. Frantic, she rushed to the private waiting room where Derrick and Alex were staying.

Zedd interjected again, "The girls should be taken to White Moon, indeed." "Ha, your words make no difference." Xander growled. "Don’t you forget that their mom is there. Let them meet and discuss the rest later." Zedd explained firmly, "Because after all, the triplets are absolutely hers because she's the one who took care of them all this time. Everything falls to her decision."

Rowan uttered as he didn’t want to feel left out. “Well, you did a great job too. All of you did. Thank you.” Arthur said to them, and they nodded. “Well, you haven’t fulfilled your part of the deal,” Ryan replied, standing next to his brothers, and they all nodded, holding their arms on their chests. “There’s a deal too? What else do I not know?” Aurora asked in surprise. “Trust me to always fulfill the end of my deal, boys. And I announce that it’s official! We are all going on a trip!”

As Margret Owen walked down the corridor of the emergency ward, she was taken aback to see Charlie Sr and Doctor Francis standing together. Doctor Francis appeared bewildered, glancing between Charlie Sr and Margret. "Charlie Sr, is this the woman you mentioned?" Doctor Francis asked hesitantly, recognizing Margret as the veteran Bliss. Charlie Sr confirmed that she was indeed the mother of his triplets. Margret was stunned by the revelation, her face darkening with confusion. "What do you mean triplets?" she asked, her footsteps freezing in place.

She waved me over with the enthusiasm of a woman who definitely had gossip ready to burst. “Oh gods, sit. Sit, I have things,” she said, pulling me down onto the bench like we were back in high school. “Okay, so. Did you meet the triplets from Greynight yet? They’re healers and all three of them are stupid hot. Two are mated and the third is open. Like open open. I think she has her eyes on that broody weapons master you keep avoiding.” I cackled. “Tarin.” “What?” She smirked. “I just report the news.”

Author's POV: Hudson who was observing the entire club couldn't help but ask James again, "Tell me more about this Triplets" he said. James chuckled over the soft music. "Well, there isn't anything much to know about them. But Let me tell you, Hudson," James began, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "The Triplets Alphas are not to be taken lightly. They are not only the strongest individuals in the country but also considered by many to be the most handsome. It's like they were blessed with both brawn and beauty."

By the next winter, the triplets have engineered a peace: not just with themselves, but with the cold, the dark, the burning, repetitive ache that comes from loving the same person in the exact same way. Their worlds have flattened into one, but instead of making it smaller, it’s made a capacious new country, weird and wild and never the same twice.

The hard-faced leader with the ability of a fortis began, “Callows. Get to it. How much longer?” The Callows were lycan triplets - Matthew, Nessa and Ourelia. Gifted and ambitious didn’t even begin to describe these three scientists, who shared a home lab since they were kids. Science fairs and competitions were for losers who wanted to waste time and potential on small-scaled successes that would be forgotten once the heat of the competition was over. The triplets had never aimed for anything less than world domination.

Gabriella said and looked at Jackie. Jackie didn’t look up. She kept washing the glass. She had to have heard Gabriella. Jackie was right next to Trina. “Did you catch their names?” Trina asked. “Mandy, Candy, and Bambi. They’re the Bolton triplets,” Gabriella said in a high-pitched voice. Trina snickered. “They didn’t say it like that, did they?” “The triplet part, they did. In unison,” Gabriella answered.

Tomorrow brings new challenges. But tonight— We're just grateful. For three heartbeats. For three miracles. For three babies on the way. Our triplets. Our family. Our everything. Times three.