Novel & Cerita Black Butler Triplets

The budget for my daily meals was more than my old monthly salary. All I had to do was rest, grow his baby, and wait for my ten billion dollars. The pregnancy was smooth. Every ultrasound showed the baby was developing perfectly. I even saw them kicking inside me. Yes, them. They found out it was triplets in the third month. When Killian heard the news, I saw a flicker of... satisfaction? ...on his stone-cold face. "Good," he'd said. "The Blackwood line needs heirs." But now...

“There is no home for me there.” He grabbed my arm, his grip hard. “Stop being so childish. You’re coming home with me.” I wrenched free from him, but the force of my escape sent my shoulder bag crashing to the ground. Its contents scattered across the pavement—my phone, wallet, and a piece of family photo. Ryder’s eyes locked onto it. Before I could move, he bent down and picked it up, his eyes narrowing as he studied the faces of my triplets. “What is this?” His voice was low, dangerous. “Who are they?”

They were not moving. “Why are you not moving…why… Why” I took tiny steps towards them and with every step that I took, it felt like a dagger was driven into my chest, piercing deeper and deeper. I dropped to my knees, reaching for them, when the heavy sounds of footsteps echoed down my ears. I whipped my head to the back only to spot some men dressed in all black sprinting towards us. For a second, fear clawed at me, but after seeing the man who appeared behind them— the triplets’ dad, Alpha Raymond, I calmed down.

"Oh, absolutely. You’ll be emotional, and I’ll get to hold it over you forever." Ethan exhaled, shaking his head. "You’re impossible." "And you love me for it," she quipped. Before he could respond, a loud crash echoed across the hall. They turned to see the triplets standing near the dessert table, guilty expressions on their faces, the wedding cake topper shattered on the floor. Rachel closed her eyes. "I don’t even want to know." Ethan laughed. "At this rate, we’ll be lucky if they don’t set something on fire before the ceremony."

“The Ashwood Triplets!” Three men stepped forward. My breath hitched. I hadn't seen them in all my life. The number of years I spent in the pack, I’d never came across them. They were a terrifying triptych of power. One of them had a mirror image of father. Silver hair, cold eyes.

The black dragon triplets and Lennox: Somewhere in Asia: The three triplets black dragons landed and shifted back into their human forms. They were scared, naked and lost. “What the hell happened to us, did we kill all those people? How is any of this possible? What are we?” One of the Triplets said in a panic. “You're what we call black dragons, your ancestors were thought to be extinct, but it would seem as though the dragon god has been keeping a little secret from everyone. Your powers must have been suppressed somehow since you didn't even know you weren’t humans.” Lennox said, once he landed and shifted into his human form. When the bull from heaven came and attacked Urrale he though

Finally, I was whole. But, when I returned to the water's edge to cool off, the scent hit me like a punch to the chest. It was intoxicating, addictive, smelling of damp earth and sandalwood. I snapped my head around and lost my breath. The Alpha Triplets were there, emerging from the shadows like ghosts: Liam, Dean, and Ryan. They surrounded me with slow, predatory steps, their golden eyes glowing in the darkness, fixed on my every move. "Mate," they said in unison, their voices vibrating in the air.

“I know she is our mate and what I did was absolutely wrong. Especially without talking it out with you guys.” Smacking his lips with hesitation as admitting to his blunder was a tough task for him. “On another note, now Asher cannot claim her as his mate. And you both still got the chance because you know–” He shrugged with a soft chuckle making the situation even more awkward. “We are the triplets so technically it doesn’t affect much if one of us claims her ahead of the others.”

another asked with doubt in his tone that made me detect how rude he could be. I've heard about the triplets from my friend, Henry. He had taken time to explain each one of them to me and how I should deal with them when I feel they are bullying me, which I don't think might happen. He mentioned their names as Luca, Lucas, and Lucien. God knows I'm not their fan, even though they were well-known in the pack. Who wouldn't know the triplets? I didn't. “Hey! Who are you?” the one who had concluded I was a maid asked me again with much arrogance, and his words made my skin creep. I felt so irritated with their questions but anyway, I needed to let them know to clear off their thoughts that I was

It was a sentiment they hadn't felt in years. The triplets experienced an unparalleled connection, surpassing anything they had ever known. A bond formed among them as they beheld Dirk's face, radiant in the night like the moon itself. Dirk's well-being was vital to their own. His life held profound significance. He was their mate, and nothing could alter that. Dirk would forever remain of utmost importance to them, even beyond death. Everything else could go to hell. They were a united front, a force to be reckoned with. No one and nothing would harm Dirk or tear him away from them again. In unison, the triplets took a deep breath and released it, their actions synchronized.