Angel Black Butler Novels & Stories

between us flaring a brilliant, angry violet that cast long, distorted shadows across the table. "Look at him," Elena mused, sipping from a crystal flute. "The 'Butcher of Aethelgard' reduced to a dying ground-wire. It’s poetic, isn't it? The Alpha who thought he could buy the future, now finding himself consumed by it." "He's not a ground-wire," I spat, the Lagos-grit in my soul boiling. "He's the only man in this city who didn't look at me like a transaction. Which is more than I can say for the two of you."

Aria stated as she pointed at the vintage clock on the wall. At this moment, a knock was heard and the door swung open. A young man with red hair stepped into the room. He was tall but not taller than Alexander, he wore the uniform of a butler. "Lord Alexander sent me to tell the consort that it was time to go to the party." His voice was gentle but his red eyes weren't. A vampire. Athena met this butler when she first entered the mansion. He greeted her without showing any emotions in his face and looked unapproachable but Alexander told her that he was trustworthy and strong.

This worked to his advantage. Most likely than not, Butler John still thought that the man before him was just the same Android Partner that Shantal used to keep as a companion, that was why he did not fret upon seeing him around. That was the only plausible explanation that Alex could think off because he believed that there was no way Butler John would allow him to get anywhere near Shantal once he learned the truth that he was not the same 'Alex' that he thought he was.

“They must be terrified of you. I’ve never heard of a child without wings.” “Do you know a lot about the angels?” I ask. He nods. “I used to sit in on Council meetings when Alpha’s mother was the leader of our pack. Before I became the pack doctor I was the head warrior and the Alpha’s lead advisor,” he explains. I grit my teeth as he pulls a tiny sliver of glass from my temple. “Did you know my parents?” I ask. “What’s your name?” “Luciana Morgenstern.” His eyes widen. “Well no wonder they wanted you dead,” he mutters.

“Okay.. By the way, Butler Sam, you can just call me Angela. I’m not used of being called a ‘Milady’..” Butler Sam cleared his throat. “If you insist, Mi—Angela..” I chuckled then I looked through the window. I thought I’ll come back to school with Lucifer.. But it turned out that we’re going to face the school year having a misunderstanding. “We’re already here, Mi-Angela.” Said Butler Sam. I quickly hanged my backpack on my shoulder and Butler Sam opened the car door for me. “Thank You, butler Sam.” “See you later, Milady.”

I squinted my eyes, trying to look at their faces. "Oh. My. God." I almost choked on the air I was breathing. "What is it?" Bastian asked, following my line of sight. "Do you know who they are?" I nodded, taking in the dignified posture, the movements, the aura of absolute authority around HIM—the man from Angelica Butterfly's mansion. Acknowledging that fact, I couldn't help the hysteric laughter that built in my throat. "I saw the one with black hair before," I admitted. "Except, when I last saw him, he was half naked..."

Just then, Aisha's voice echoed from the sky, "I had thought to spare you, but it seems unnecessary now. Prepare to face the descent of the great evil god, Bahamut!" Evil god Bahamut? Wilbur's eyes widened in shock. The ground beneath him began to tremble violently, soon splitting open to reveal a massive chasm. From this abyss, a gigantic black serpent emerged. The serpent hissed, flicking its tongue, and its blood-red eyes made Wilbur's heart skip a beat. By now, the sun had set, and the moon hung in the sky, casting its silver light. The enormous figure of the evil god Bahamut loomed over Wilbur, its shadow engulfing him completely. Bahamut's crimson eyes locked onto Wilbur like a predato

"Who are you?" Alexandra asked in confusion.Except her everyone knew who she was.No doubt the woman standing in a proper maxi gown was beyond beautiful.The long black hair reached down to her lower back, almond-shaped hazel eyes shined under the yellow lights.Her lips small but pouty, red lipstick carefully enhanced the look of her face.Other than the evil facial expressions she didn't look a witch to either of them."This is the girl," Azazel whispered to her from behind.Agnes stared at her, up and down.A ghost of a smirk touched the corner of her lips.Of course, she had some plans for the human girl."Allow me to introduce myself," she smirked, showing curtsy introducing herself."Agnes is th

Eleya replied. "Maybe, maybe. But that's not important right now." The serviteur shook his head, "Makamisa, Angel of the Animal Tongue has become a stray, corrupted with selfishness." said the serviteur as he raised his palm against her. Eleya grinned, clenching her fists as she stood her ground. The serviteur slashed his hand in the air as fast as possible, projecting a ray of air that acted as blades. Eleya narrowly dodges them and as soon as she found an opening, a deer charged on the serviteur. He avoided the attack, but another followed.

Butt added trying to get the others on his side. "Common baby Angel, I know you can hit harder!" Butt smirked as total darkness engulfed the scene. Thus the effulgence dimmed as light faded. Kindly read the continuation that will be released tomorrow.