Novel & Cerita Triplets Today Richard Thomas Family

“Those are my… siblings, well, half-brothers. We have to get along.” Fenrir inhaled slowly, the faint scent of his cologne mixing with the crisp night air in the car. When he exhaled, his voice was low but firm. “You’re a girl… a beautiful one. You’re not related to them by blood. The triplets… they have this thing for beautiful girls. They can’t help it.” I blinked, my heart skipping a beat. “Hold on… what are you suggesting?” My voice was sharper than I intended, a mix of disbelief and alarm.

He opened the door, and the sight that met her eyes made her jaw drop. Saraya and Phoenix were lying on the floor with sheepish grins, clearly caught in a playful yet ridiculous moment. Rafael’s gaze flicked between them, sharp yet amused. "There are three members in our family," Rafael said sarcastically, his voice low and teasing, "who were the evil twins—or triplets—in their last birth. And the two of them you see in front of you right now are lying. The third one is our cousin, Vidhant." Nicole stared at them, a mixture of shock, disbelief, and amusement flooding her. She opened her mouth, then closed it again, unsure whether to laugh, groan, or faint. Rafael just raised an eyebrow, clea

Eleanor stood obediently, blinking her big blue eyes. After looking at the three faces one by one, Bianca returned to focus on Christopher and Christian. After looking for a while, she couldn't tell the difference. The first expressionless face was exactly the same as her memory of her little nephew. Christian stepped out of the line, affectionately grabbed Bianca's hand, and shook it, then earnestly explained. "My dear beautiful and elegant Auntie, we are indeed bona fide triplets. Mommy gave birth to the three of us, but Big Brother got lost by accident. Mommy has been looking for Big Brother all these years."

"This is the DNA test I conducted. The firm results show that Alex, Noah, and Charlotte are triplets. I am their biological father, and you are their biological mother." Samantha was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning. Trembling, she opened the folder. There were three paternity test reports inside. The first was for Alex, Noah, and Charlotte. The second was for Charlotte and Ethan. The third was for Alex, Noah, and her. It clearly showed that they had a 99.9% blood relationship. So, Alex and Noah were really her biological sons. Charlotte's biological father was also Ethan? But, she clearly gave birth to twins back then. How could they become triplets?

"Both of them? How can that be? How can she be mated to both of them? I thought that was a myth." “I don’t know; it’s rare but true. She is mated to both of them, and they, in turn, are mated to her and each other. It’s a triad bond, a rare and complicated phenomenon. However, that’s not even the problem.” Adam rubbed his temples, struggling to comprehend the situation. “This is disastrous,” He muttered. “It could lead to numerous complications. How are you going to handle this?” I sighed, “I don’t know. However, there’s something else I need to tell you—something I’ve just discovered.”

“I’m not here about Nebula. I need to talk to you. You need to stay away from those Wolfe brothers.” I let out a sharp laugh. “Let me guess,” I said. “They’re evil monsters who want to eat me alive.” “You think this is funny?” His tone hardened. “You don’t know those guys.” “And you do?” “Yes.” I crossed my arms. “Then enlighten me.” “The Wolfe triplets have a reputation in the pack territories,” he said. “They fight over women. They hunt together.” My stomach tightened. “They pick a girl, take turns with her for a while, and then toss her aside when they get bored. I hear they're fighting over you like a piece of meat. Does that seem normal?”

"You think something is wrong, Sophia?" I hesitated. I bit my lower lip, pretending to be unsure if I should speak. I looked around the empty lounge to make sure no one was listening. "I saw Thomas's wife, Clara, just last week," I lied smoothly. "We had lunch. She was so excited about the new house they were building in the Hamptons. She was bragging about the company's future. Thomas was not planning on leaving, Richard. He loved the prestige of sitting at that table." Richard's eyes narrowed slightly. He took a slow sip of his black coffee. "So what changed his mind on a Sunday night?"

I pulled it down, flipping through the dusty pages until I found a group photo of the triplets' late parents. I pointed to the man in the center—the triplets' father. "Look at his eyes. Matthew has the exact same eyes. It’s uncanny." The seer leaned in, studying the old photograph, her face going entirely pale. "The eyes are a genetic blueprint, Soraya. If he has the same eyes, he isn't their uncle. He's a direct descendant." Before she could finish her thought, a violent jolt shot straight through my heart.

I was now a successful doctor, a testament to the power of perseverance and the belief in oneself. But my journey of triumph didn't end there. Alongside my professional accomplishments, I held another precious treasure close to my heart. The triplets, my boys, were a blessing that came unexpectedly but brought immeasurable joy. They represented the love and newfound happiness that blossomed when I chose to forge my own path.

I blurt out. “Oh my!” Valentina exclaims. “What the hell!” Gianna squeals. “How about I come over to spend the weekends??” I laugh. “You wanna seduce them, huh?” I tease. “Yes yes!” She laughs. Valentina narrows her eyes at me, leaning closer to the screen. “Wait, wait, back up. Triplets? And they're hot?” “Identical triplets,” I repeat with a dramatic sigh, flopping back on my bed. “Like sinfully attractive. You wouldn't want to believe it unless you saw them.”