There's three of us. Triplets is the defination. We may have each other's backs, but our life is far from perfect.
There's me. Maeve is my name. I'm the second oldest and the disappointing one in the family. Do I give a fuck? Fuck no. I'm the one with the red eyes. People call me a murder for my actions. They call me Satan's daughter or what not for my eyes. Evil. I didn't care for them. I really didn't. They didn't matter to me. What mattered to me was my other two siblings. Everything I have ever done, was for them. Even if they hate me for my actions. Even if they don't understand my reasons. To them, I was the loving sibling until I turned into a heartless monster. I showed them what I showed the world. My true self that people hate. Nobody knows me anymore. Not even myself.
There's Damien. The oldest. He was also the Satan's kid. He had the white eyes. People said he was fallen angel. A person who turned back or whatever. He likes cars. Building, rebuilding, taking them apart anything that deals with cars.
There's Angel. The youngest of us. She's normal. She has light blue eyes. She didn't get bulled when she was growing up. If she did, it was because of me and Damien being her siblings. She sees the good in people. The good in the cruel world. One of the many reasons we protect her from the dangers.
What happens when their older half-brother adopts them? Will everything be perfect? Or will everything crumble on the first day? Read to find out.
Angel
Sweet and innocent
Damien
Has problems that nobody else knows about
Maeve
The person who hates everybody else
Love interest:
Killian
The person who kills without a thought. The person who loves to hard and has feelings for that one girl.
Other important characters;
Axel (older brother)
Julian (second oldest)
Matt (third oldest)
Atticus (fourth oldest)
Sebastian (fifth oldest)
Vanessa (sixth oldest)
Demitri
Adaline
Lucian
Gwen
Bethany
Blake
I will keep adding to this list. I will also create an Aesthetic for Killian.