Novel & Cerita Black Butler Triplets

They always move as one. The three brothers could have been the same person. They’re identical, down to the last hair. They stand at 6’4”, unbelievably handsome, with dark, almost black hair—always styled to perfection—cold blue eyes that bore into your soul, and magazine-perfect bodies and faces. Kael steps into view first. He’s the oldest and never rushes—everything about him is deliberate, like he’s already decided how this will go. His icy blue eyes find mine immediately, looking right through me.

"Daddy, you have no work, right? You promise us." Lumiere agreed. "We have been looking forward to this day, Daddy!" he chittered. Liutrich clung to his father's arm. "Daddy, we are going to sleep together in your bed, right? Mommy is letting us sleep in her bed." Alucard cast a glance at Liutrich and nodded warmly. "Of course, son. We're going to sleep together in one room, and we'll have a day full of fun and games." The triplets beamed with delight at his words. "Now, come along. Elijah, tell the other butlers to take their luggage to their chambers. I will show our triplets where their chambers are. Make sure to tell Manfried to provide some tea, milk, and snacks," he instructed his assi

"Aren't you too young to be a Butler? You look just a few years older than me." As Linda watched the vintage vehicle drive off, she put down her waving hand, and turned to head back inside. But then the loud screeching sound of the Tyre of a car against the asphalt road, made her stop. She turned and saw a black sport Benz car parked right in front of her. All doors of the vehicle apart from the driver's side opened up, with three men clad in suit hopping out of it. In the blink of an eye, all three were at her front, way beyond comprehension.

Linda was quiet. "I have been going over it all night," Emma continued. "What if Sarah delivered Triplets and someone helped her hide them? Because the way Alex responded to that girl was not the way children behave with strangers. It was recognition. It was the way you act when you already know someone and you are just relieved to have found them again." Linda moved to the edge of the bed and sat down. The room was quiet enough that Emma could hear the television from the living room, the low indistinct murmur of whatever her father had switched on now that the conversation out there was finished as far as he was concerned.

I even caught her watching the group of musicians in the corner, their instruments pouring out a slow, haunting melody that threaded through the hum of conversation. Then my gaze snagged on them — the triplets. Foolish sons of the Lycan King, moving into the hall as if they owned not only the room but the ground it stood on. Broad-shouldered, tall, their dark hair brushed back to reveal sharp features carved from stone. They were surrounded by their usual pack of admirers — all teeth and charm — and… my friends. Or, rather, the people who had once pretended to be. A bitter scoff escaped me before I could stop it.

He was the shepherd dog, circling the flock, ensuring the wolves stayed at a distance. The triplets were upstairs in the nursery suite, a fortified wing staffed by their own nurses and two of Dante’s private security detail. They were the reason this room was full. The family didn't care about the marriage; they cared about the distribution of the Blackwood billions. To the people in this conservatory, Toby, Maya, and Leo weren't children—they were placeholders in a ledger. "I hear the third one is a struggle," a woman named Beatrice, a second cousin twice removed, said as she joined the circle near Julian. She didn't lower her voice. "The medical costs alone must be astronomical. It’s a sha

In the end, it was the butler who opened the door. A gentle smile flashed across the butler's face when he saw the triplets. "Kids, what brings you here?" "Mr. Butler, we're here for Uncle Sean. Is he home?" The triplets asked politely. The butler shook his head. "Mr. Anderson isn't back yet. I guess he's still working, right now. Why don't you come inside and wait for him? I'll get you some milk."

I felt bad for her; I knew she wasn't invited to the party, there was nothing I could do. Soon, someone knocked. I walked to get the door; I was in heels and tried to walk carefully. It was Elios; he had come to call me. I let him lead me to the triplets, and for the first time, I saw them in tuxedos. Ryan was dressed in black, Nathan in gray, and Zachary in brown, all dressed in colors to compliment the colors of their eyes. I had never seen men who looked more stunning than the triplets.

~ELENA~ I try to school my expression but I'm frozen at the base of the mansion steps, staring like a complete idiot. Triplets. My new stepbrothers are goddamn triplets. And I made out with one of them. One of them. My brain short circuits. Yes, they're identical, but they're not the same. The one on the left wears a black suit like he's born in it. He doesn't smile. Don't blink. Just watch me with cold, expressionless eyes.

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.