Ash Black Butler Novels & Stories

The runes pulsed like a heartbeat. The shadow paused just beyond the circle. It had no clear form, but hints of a muzzle and claws flickered in and out of existence, as if it couldn’t quite decide what it was. When it opened its mouth, no sound came out — only a ripple of cold that raised gooseflesh on everyone’s skin. Jude whispered, “What the hell…” Lyra’s eyes hardened. “It’s a Hound of Ash,” she said. “He makes them from the wolves who fight him.”

I tracked Asher down to the secluded archives in the Bane's library. He sat alone at a long mahogany table, surrounded by stacks of leather - bound ledgers. He wore a crisp black uniform, his high collar shirt opened as he looked terribly disheveled and completely unbothered, his face was clinical and devoid of any emotions, but his grey eyes snapped to mine the second any boots hit the stone floor. I didn’t remove my eyes from his, I walked straight to his table, pulled out a heavy oak chair and sat directly across from him.

Seeing that talking to the butler was fruitless, he decided to look for Asher himself. He was really tired, yesterday he couldn't sleep well because he was just too excited, and now this morning, he was forced to wake up really early. He hissed in frustration and asked, "Where is Asher?. The butler smiled and said," He's still asleep". Chris gritted his teeth in anger, "Oh, he's still asleep, by this time". The butler gave him a meaningful smile, but he didn't say anything. "Stop giving me those creepy smiles, I almost had goosebumps". Chris said with a pout, showing his arms to the butler which made him speechless.

"You .. Don't have a soul ." he said with an unwavering eyes. who is he ? what is he talking about soul ?. I just wanted to take a walk in the garden alone for some peace while Ash went to check whether the Royal Ball is started or not ; so in the meantime , I thought of admiring these flowers ;soon I heard footsteps approaching closer to me . I turned back to see who is it. But unfortunately Its not Ash ,its a silhouette of a man in his twenties , I can see the lining in his silky black hair that's moving gracefully in the air . I don't know a character with black hair in this novel .is he a side role? but he's uselessly handsome.

Isabelle let out an exasperated sigh as Ash stood in front of her. Ash was a tall girl but she had poor posture, and today her brown eyes looked tired. Her shiny black hair was tied up in a bun on top of her head, making her look like a matron. "You look like hell, Boots. What's wrong with you?" Ash smoothed her hair back and moved to rub her eyes. Isabelle slapped down her hand. "Hey!" Ash yelped.

She couldn't believe she was about to cry. Maybe she wanted to cry because she was frustrated and not because of Henry or Annabelle or something, she tried to convince herself. She picked up her food. "Come on" She said to Henry who was still seated. He couldn't believe their lunch was almost ruined by Charles. As Ashely made her way to leave, Charles gripped her hand. Henry's eyes glowered and in a flash, Ashely saw the color of his eyes change to purple. In a flash, the color of his eyes were back to normal. He pushed Charles so hard, he staggered backward and let go of Ashley's hand.

my mother introduced to me. Itsuki was an attractive male from Nippon who could have been... in fact a male idol. His aesthetic ran similar to one of the modern ages. With an oversized denim jacket and black jumpsuit. He matched his outfit with combat boots. He had the rich dark hair of his ancestors and pale skin. His hair was cut just into his eyes that hid how dark they were from me. Itsuki's mate was Aoki. I could sense it. They were paired entirely by fate herself.

The reached the tree and there was no old Butler Macho in sight . Ryan felt used deep down, he proceeded to leave when a familiar voice stopped him . “ You never seem to get rid of that familiar look whenever you are disappointed ” Butler Macho spoke removing his face cap from his face . “ Butler Macho, you are alive ! ” Ryan said with his eyes wide open “ Yes I am still alive , been hiding for years now Asher , you are now a big guy .” Butler Macho said his eyes glistening in tears . Ryan felt emotional as he pulled the Butler into a warm embrace .

“…we wouldn’t be talking.” ⸻ Alessio descended the front steps alone. Every guard tried to follow. He lifted one hand. They stopped instantly. The rain soaked through his black overcoat as he came to a halt only a few meters from the stranger. “You crossed my gates.” His voice remained steady. “You attacked my family.” “You murdered my priest.” He paused. “Now tell me your name.” The older man removed one glove. Extended his hand. “Asher Volkov.” “The First Chairman of the Black Council.”

She knelt beside him, trying to hold him down, but his strength was too much for her. As she struggled to keep him still, she noticed that his eyes had turned an eerie shade of blue, almost like the color of the moon. Alisha's heart raced as she realized what was happening - Ashier was transforming into his wolf form. What was going on? And how was this possible? How could he just change like that? She knew she had to act quickly before he lost control completely. Alisha whispered an incantation under her breath and placed a hand on Ashier's forehead, willing her spell to calm him down. Slowly, Ashier's spasms subsided, and his breathing evened out.