Angel Black Butler Novels & Stories

(Alfred Monticello) As always, it was a familiar face, that greeted me today. It was the Beaver Ninja that always by my side as the leader of my secret service agents, Sasu. Whilst Sasu were in attention, his shadow wiggle a little bit, then suddenly that very shadow slowly turned real, and formed, my Arch Lich, immortal Butler, that always smiling as he saw me.

" Wow!!that's so cool. We don't need to do anything again in this pack, when we need to cook we use your fire breath ,when someone is sick we use your healing ability ,and when-" " And that won't be possible." I said cutting her off. " Why." " If I do that ,people will all lose their jobs from doing nothing and become lazy. Don't you think I will get tired eventually so I'm only use my powers for emergency." " Fine, you are so boring." " If boring means maturity, then yes I’m.” I said back to her and heard sound of the kitchen door opening and I tuned over to see who walked in. " Alpha Black.” Ethan greeted walking up to me with a brunette lady who I recognize. She was wearing a pink cute d

CHAPTER 6 GABRIEL Some say that angels walk the Earth...I have never believed in that saying until I laid my eyes on Bella. The pic Arianna has of her does not do her justice. She has a naturally beautiful face giving off an almost angelic glow, yet I couldn't quite read her even when staring into her stunning dark brown eyes. I am normally very good at reading people and figuring them out without even having to speak to them. It's a good trait to have in my line of work. At first glance, I could see a mixture of sadness, pain, and fear in her eyes, but it changed quickly when she spoke, to a forced happier look. She was dressed in a lilac tank top, which complimented her perfectly shaped br

"This is Master Bentley, the first worshiper of Islehaven's Dark Service Group and the top Grandmaster in Islehaven, who countless people worship!" Jennifer and William trembled in fear. Henry might not be a match for Angus. "That only means your little island has no idea what true powerhouses are like," Henry sneered. Henry glanced at Angus with disdain and said, "He'd be considered a second-tier in Aurelia." Angus was enraged. He struck and released an overwhelming force that swept toward Henry. The immense pressure of the strike caused Jennifer and William to fall to their knees. Lydia felt the weight of the attack as well.

“Tell me where the manifests are, or your life is going to end miserably. I don’t have time for games.” “Never,” the butler spat, his eyes wide and bloodshot. “I’ll die for this family.” “Okay,” I said. I pulled the trigger without a second thought. He collapsed against the wall, his body sliding down to the floor in a heap. As he slumped over, something heavy rolled out of his inner coat pocket and skidded across the tiles. The Amber. It glowed with an eerie, warm light that seemed out of place in such a violent room.

Shirley went on home. Azriel didn’t miss the flight… She actually took it, saw Shirley at the airport and avoided her. She had her reasons though. She had found the identity of the angel of death, and that saddened her. Professor Wake texted her the name of the Lineage of Rebekah, who readily handed her descendants to the angel of death to avenge herself. In every generation of Rebekah’s descendants, one girl is choses by the angel of death has his vessel to carry out Rebekah’s Will. The vessel gets abilities, and white hair as a result and employs the name “Angelus Mortis” which translates from latin to English as the Angel of Death. Hence, Shirley Angelus Mortis. Azriel had decided to app

With a deep breath, she focused her energy and channelled her angelic powers, attempting to break free. As she summoned her inner strength, a voice echoed through the chamber. "Impressive, Claire. Your determination is commendable." Startled, Claire looked around, trying to locate the source of the voice. "Who's there? Show yourself!" she demanded, her voice laced with defiance. A figure stepped out of the shadows, revealing a tall, cloaked individual. It was Cassandra, the enigmatic member of the Twelve. Her piercing gaze bore into Claire's soul, a mixture of curiosity and malice.

The guy sitting beside Logan introduced himself. This guy, I think I’ve seen him somewhere. Oh yes, the one who came to rescue Brendon and his pack. His appearance was completely different from others. Red hair and bright green eyes followed by light-tanned skin. I waved back awkwardly since I was not used to this kind of hospitality. “Ahem, let me introduce myself to Lady Eva. I’m Aloysius Blanc, the butler of Alpha. I hope you’ll enjoy your stay here with us,” a middle-aged man greeted me with a calm expression.

ALPHA KADE ARCHANGEL'S POV Watching how rebellious my son turned out to be is making my head break into pieces. If only I can go back to the past and make straight decisions then I wonder how our father-son relationship, would it be like this? "He is looking for a woman named Caroline Ester. I worked on the attendance during the event as you wished and I found no one by that name attending the first two days of the Prince Alpha's Event." The butler took an envelope and stretches his hand then bow his head lower as he hand me the envelop.

He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle; yeah, definitely just a big puppy. I'm a little nervous as I call Tamisra forward. Alpha Gunther was pissed my wolf was black; typically, only Alpha wolves were black. In fact, I don't think there's ever been a recorded black wolf who wasn't an Alpha. She was so black she had hints of blue, which Alphas don't have, her aura was normal, and she was actually on the smaller side, so he dropped it. Stupid male egos are so fragile.