Novel & Cerita Main Characters Of The Quintessential Quintuplets

Besides, Rove did not gain popularity through good luck. Kaze was to be credited for the business’ success. Rove’s listing was the only major news circulating in Lilyrose. The Quints were about to be welcomed back to the Ridgesouth Quints’ arms. The news stirred a huge commotion. The Quints? The Quints were once an upper-middle-class family on the brink of falling into the middle class by their own doing. They were the same family who were forced to give up on their last name. In an unbelievable twist, they turned out to be a branch of the Ridgesouth Quints.

Victor, predictably oblivious, greets Annabeth at the door warmly, hugging her around her very pregnant belly. “Look,” I say, nodding towards Alvin and Ian, who hesitate as the other six children approach them. Even though the Prath clan are friendly, Alvin and Ian…I laugh to see that they’re completely freaked out. I bite my lip, pressing a hand to my chest and looking at Bridgette. “Oh my god,” I murmur. “I’ve totally ruined them. They’re weirdos! They don’t know how to make friends!” “Well, they are weirdos,” she says, smirking at me, and I laugh to hear it, totally unoffended. How could they not be a little weird, my little genius twins? “But they’ll do all right. Look, they’re starting!

News of my marriage to Charlie spread quickly, and soon the entire upper circle was buzzing. Everyone was waiting for the drama to unfold. On the day of the wedding, the Quirrel and Gillan families had booked the same hotel. Both our ballrooms were located at opposite ends, separated only by the central courtyard. "Look at her. She's marrying a man on his deathbed. It's obvious she's just after his money," someone said. I turned and saw Adrian leaning heavily on a cane. His complexion was sallow, and his eyes were sunken deep into their sockets. He looked like a walking skeleton.

They didn't come from the police; they came from the Quinton Consortium’s elite security division. "The cavalry is here," Noah gasped, a flicker of a smile touching his lips despite the pain. From the lead SUV, three figures emerged, their presence radiating a quiet, absolute authority. Tiffany and Terrence Cross, their faces grim and determined, stepped into the light, followed by Dylan Jones, the Deputy GM of the Quinton Consortium and the son of Desmond Jones. Linda Miles froze, her face pale with shock. "Tiffany? Terrence? How… how did you find this place?"

And just then, the bell for first period rang, thank the heavens. I pushed Rowan aside and headed to class. I could tell he was shocked that I pushed him. He didn't think I was capable of such boldness. I met the quadruplets during my visit to my mum's new mate's house (Ethan); it turned out that Ethan was their father, and my mum and Ethan were mates. This automatically made us step-siblings. Rowan, Maple, Oak, and Ash were no different from each other when it came to being rude and mean.

“Why do there appear to be four of him?” “Father,” I began carefully, trying to steady my breath. “These are Kavian’s brothers. They’re… quadruplets.” Gasps rippled among the growing crowd. More pack members had gathered, whispering and pointing, unable to look away. Aunt Vivian appeared next, her sharp eyes widening in astonishment as she took in the sight of the brothers—each a mirror image of the other, yet somehow distinct in aura and presence. My throat tightened. The words I needed to say—they’re my mates—hovered at the edge of my tongue but refused to leave. My palms were slick with sweat, and I could feel my heart pounding hard enough to echo in my ears.

He pulled me to the back of the class, a row of tables already filled with four other large Shifters who regarded me with amusement and curiousity as I went to sit between Theo and Lisa. Theo pulled me into his lap, making me giggle when his hands pinned my waist. "Rose, this is Quade, Vaughn, Tobie and Finn." He introduced. I blinked at them, having a moment to realised they were identical. Dark brown hair, dark skin of rich chocolate and the only difference was the shades of brown in their eyes. "Quadruplets?" I tilted my head at them. Quade, his eyes more caramel than the other, chuckled. "We are. First of our clan." He tilted his jaw with pride and I smiled.

Chapter 11 Unknown POV Being the head of the council edges me with so many duties that sometimes I don't even sleep at home or even attend to my children. Although they're young youths, they ought to have my fatherly love, but they don't because the work is so tedious and since the death of Jackson 's father and the death of my assistant, it's been hard for him to elect a new Assistant to work alongside, he couldn't even find a better replacement for me, knowing that I've served for a very long time.

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.

They’re surrounded by friends, decorations and presents, about to dig into a scrumptious cake shaped like their favorite cartoon character. The quadruplets are beaming, kneeling up on their chairs to lean over the swiftly melting candles and counting, “One, two, three!” At once they blow out the flames, waving their precious heads back and forth to make sure they get all five. Looking at them now, it’s hard to believe how much has changed in so short a time. A couple of months ago I wasn’t sure if I would ever see them again, and now they’re safe home in the Dark Moon territory in the house where I raised Parker, Ryder and Riley.