Quintessential Quintuplets Nino Novels & Stories

My father nodded his head in agreement. “Alex is correct. I was far to quick to judge them boys. I think they are what you truly need.” My father agreed and smiled warmly at me. The quadruplets! “Rylan, Rio, Ed, and Enzo.” The names tumbled from my lips, a distant echo that resonated deep within me as I leaned against my father’s bed, lost in a sea of confusion.

“What are quadruplets?” “It’s like when you have twins, but four pups instead of two.” Jane answered, smiling warmly. “Ours are four years old, and they got kidnapped last week. We’ve been looking everywhere for them, and we know they’re here somewhere. Can you help us?” The child crinkled her nose as she thought about their request. “What will you give me if I do?” Ethan growled again, and Jane shot him an annoyed look before grinning at the little girl. “You’re a clever one, I’ll give you that.”

Their heads are very close together, and she looks infatuated. By the time I got a break between sets, the man was gone. "Who is that?" I asked Nina. "That was Quinton. You won't believe it, but he's a forward for the Arctic Avalanches. Isn't that the team that Arthur bought?" That's why he looked familiar. "Yes. That is the team. "You know, Quinton kind of looks like Nathan." Nina laughed. "I guess I have a type." "Young, handsome, rich, muscular, and somebody who likes you?"

Alejandro remarked as we walked over to the other adults. We had kept it small, only inviting our close friends and family. But even then, there were plenty of little ones running around. My brother Liam Westwood, the Alpha of the Blood Moon, had quintuplets, five boys, Jayce, Theo, Ares, Carter, and Renji, who were two and a half years old. Then there was my sister Azura, who was eight years old, like Dante, and she was the leader of the Westwood Quintuplets. She was fiercely protective of them and would let them get up to whatever they wanted.

Amber continues, “the Gordons used to be a royal family once. But that’s not all. Our family actually… also has a history of birthing more than one child in a single pregnancy.” I blink. “More than one child in a single pregnancy?” I ask, trying to understand what she’s trying to say. “You mean… like twins and triplets?” “Not just twins and triplets,” Nicholas says, his voice grave. “Sometimes even more than that. Take me, for instance. I’m a quadruplet.” My jaw drops. “You’re a quadruplet?” I ask, my eyes wide. What kind of family is this? “Yes,” he says, as if it’s the most normal thing in the world. “But that’s not important right now. The reason we are telling you this is because…”

The doctor said that’s to be expected since she’s the smallest of the Quints. Right now, all of the Quints are looking absolutely adorable in their little hockey jerseys. I have Hailee and Dante in my arms as we load them all into their car seats. The logistics of having Quints are staggering. I want four kids with Isabella, but not all at once. Being around the Quints makes me want to put a baby in Isabella right now. I know we’re too young, but I just think about how special it would feel to have a child with the person you love. I talked to Nathan about it last night after we got home from dinner with the Aventini’s. Nathan said there is no feeling in the world like having a baby, or five

"Borkana did make me lose some of my power, but you should know that I have lived for thousands of years, the little power I consumed is nothing to me, Peter is just a little kid in my eyes." Quintas replied confidently. I stared at him for a while, no matter how I looked at him, he didn't look like a vampire who had lived for thousands of years. "So what are you doing being friends with Noah ?" I asked, looking at him. "To appear young, and by hanging out with him, I can make the others ignore that I'm thousands of years old." Quintas answer struck me like a thunderbolt. "The truth is that no one thinks you're that old, they just talk about the fact that you're still a bachelor because you'

The Lycan King had arrived. I turned to leave, uninterested—until the doors swung open. My heart stopped. Four men stepped in, identical yet so different. The Standon quadruplets: Kade, Dax, Ryker, and Luca. They’d saved me once. Their blue eyes locked onto mine, their voices rumbling in unison. “Mate.” I blinked as they stepped closer, each more striking than I remembered. Kade’s intense gaze, Dax’s smirk, Ryker’s dangerous energy, and Luca’s warm eyes—they all had me frozen in place.

"Ava, meet my sons, your future stepbrothers. Boys, meet Ava." I turned. And my heart stopped. Standing at the entrance—looking completely drop dead gorgeous—were the quadruplets. The same quadruplets who claimed I was their mate. The same quadruplets I was avoiding. My fingers loosened in shock. The wine glass slipped from my grip. It hit the floor, shattering into pieces. And that was the moment I knew this night wasn't going to be one with a happy ending.

It was a video file, titled: The Sixth Twin. Jinyan and Panni looked at each other. "Don't open it," Jinyan said. But the video started automatically. It showed a high-tech nursery in an undisclosed location. In the cribs were three infants, all identical. And standing over them was a woman whose face was hidden, but whose voice was hauntingly familiar. "The Quadrumvirate was just a pilot program," the woman whispered. "Welcome to the Legion, Jinyan. The Architect didn't just have children. He had a factory."