Who Is The Youngest Sturniolo Triplet Novels & Stories

Their children, Aiden, Liam, and Elara, were now four years old, each one bursting with unique personality traits that made every day an adventure. Aiden was the eldest of the triplets by just a few minutes, but he wore his "big brother" title with pride. With his tousled brown hair and piercing blue eyes, he was the picture of determination and protectiveness. Aiden had an innate sense of responsibility that often led him to look after his siblings and cousins, ensuring they stayed out of too much trouble.

All eyes were on the triplets, as if they held hope for the future. “Our middle child is Kael Otieno, and the youngest is Finn Otieno. My two heroes are boys; I hope you will accept the triplets as brothers,” Gabriel said with a broad smile. The sound of applause echoed through the room, providing a backdrop for his words. I looked at the faces of the people before me. There was happiness, deep gratitude, and a touch of awe in their gazes. It seemed that everyone felt the positive vibes flowing through the room. I tried not to cry during the triplet celebration. I was grateful that the flock was accepting of our presence.

Cara crouched down to their level and carried Paris in her arms, Paris squealed clapping her hands over her head in joy. "Momma up up," Gabe raised his hands to, demanding to be carried, she bent down and picked him up too. "What about you Dion?" She said smiling at her eldest son. Dion glanced at his siblings bouncing joyously her arms and shook his head. Dion was the eldest of the triplets by five minutes, followed by Paris who was older to Gabriel by three minutes. Dion and Paris took his blonde hair and green eyes while Gabriel took her dark brown hair and his green eyes.

Honestly, I had no idea about the Red Dawn Pack or anything like that. I furrowed my brows, not knowing what to say. After all, I had only spent few minutes with them before leaving as soon as I could. “Vi, you have no idea how incredible this is! Tracy continued, her excitement contagious. “Get this, the triplets are rumoured to take over the Red Dawn Pack and become the Alphas. Three Alphas means ultimate power, Vi. They’ll be the strongest pack to ever exist!” She was definitely more thrilled about the news than I was when I found out. As someone who had been “blessed” by the moon goddess, I was doing an awful job showing her how grateful I was.

He had a dashing smirk, the kind that made girls around him melt, and a cocky stride to match. Behind him followed a small group of boys and girls, all equally striking, but it was clear who the centre of attention was. “That’s Ronan,” Lisa whispered dreamily, nudging me. “Hottie No. 3 of Ironfang. The youngest of the Triplet gang.” I didn’t even know what that meant, and honestly, I didn’t care. Yeah, he was good-looking, but was it really necessary for everyone to be so dramatic about it? I rolled my eyes internally, preparing to move on, when his scent hit me.

I couldn't deny that I found him attractive, but I also sensed a certain level of arrogance within him. The second triplet, named Aiden, was the complete opposite of Finn. He was quiet and reserved, often disappearing into his own thoughts. I often caught him staring off into the distance, lost in contemplation. I couldn't help but feel drawn to his mysterious nature. The youngest of the triplets, named Liam, was the most impulsive and daring of the three. He was always eager for a new adventure and loved to push the boundaries. I couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated by him, as if he was always on the brink of doing something reckless.

Gaze lingered on him, watching as he went grabbing onto his backpack, and was just about leaving, when he took an abrupt stop, turning around slowly, finally resting his eyes on me. His eyes bored into me, gaze searching through my profile. "You're new" He stated, with brows furrowed. He had soon spine around, proceeding away, leaving Denna and I, once again unaccompanied. "Those are the triplets. They're eleven" Denna let out as soon as the figure of the kid was away. "Triplets?" "You seem surprised. Wait till you hear about the twins. Those ones are Fifteen" "You know, they're all lucky" She began.

However, Svetlana wasn’t one of those braindead ones since she knew how cunningly dangerous they were. Svetlana glared at them while one among the trio was completely ignoring her presence. “Oh, introduction! Forgive me. I am Sahan, the youngest; this is the oldest, Raihan, and this is Zuhan”. He pointed towards his brothers with a wicked smile. Something was definitely suspicious in their body language. Svetlana knew she couldn’t trust everything coming from the trio. It made her wonder how their attitude was with her mother since she was the Luna now.

Gianna’s voice hits the room like a bomb. “Oh my God, oh my God, OH MY GOD!!” She rushes to my side, tears already streaming down her face. “You gave birth to triplets. Triplets!” Valentina follows behind her, stunned into silence, one hand pressed over her mouth as she stares at the babies. “They’re perfect,” Valentina whispers. “They’re actually perfect. We came running here the moment we heard the great news.” Gianna spins toward the boys. “I’m the godmother.”

They fight together in a puppy pile, wrestling and giggling with each other. All three boys are up and walking, both Demetrios and Calix are flying, and Brison is using two- and three-word phrases, though the other two are quickly catching up to him. Nine month old triplets are fucking exhausting. And just think, we’ll have another set of triplets in the matter of two months. Six kids under one. What the fuck were we thinking? Especially with two being demi-gods, two being Nephilim, and two being werewolves.