Beast From Black Butler Novels & Stories

June looked at the being on the roof, about manifesting her potency on the being on the roof. “Nah~Nah~Nah~ We don’t do such here most especially using your vigors on someone like me who existed before any of your forefathers did. Is very much prohibited because I tend to feed on the blood of the living of those like you who underestimates me with such level of potency or whatsoever you call it now.” The figure in black coat said behind June, seeing his grayish-red skin and his two fangs coming out from his mouth. Her eyelids lowered, wasn't scared at all. Her thought was they were from the Beast kingdom.

[AZTEC] "You would leave me, the woman who was beside you, for a woman who is clearly lying to you? You’re pathetic, Aztec,” Beatrice said and Aztec let out a growl. It wasn't the growl of power, but it was the growl that reminded him of his guilt.

Disobeying him means disobeying my new Alpha and showing disrespect towards him. “Atticus I-” “Alpha!” Two men in suits approach Atticus, and one of them leans closer to him, but despite speaking quietly, I manage to make out what they’re saying. “The Black Beast is almost at pack borders.” My heart skips a beat and I try to calm myself by thinking about something else- anything else! The flowers… Think of the flowers! The Black Beast. A name that was given to Sebastian years ago, because of his power and the colour of his wolf’s fur.

What they face was not the weak and helpless ant-like cultivator as they had expected but the wrath of the grim reaper in a black butler tuxedo wielding a rapier. “Sir, I’m afraid you’re in the wrong and at the wrong time. Might I suggest you evacuate out of here at once? Otherwise, I’ll need to forcefully remove you from this world.” The butler in the black tuxedo said toward the invaders in a British accent. The invaders look at each other before some of them rush at the Butler and get turned into thousands of slices of meat cubes as they fall to the ground that was littered with their blood, innards, and organs.

A massive corrupted beast—something shaped like a lion but composed of bone, fog, and black water—lunged toward Alessia with fanged jaws wide. Alessia lifted a hand. “Down.” The beast froze midair and then slammed into the earth with enough force to crack the ground. Kael sliced its head clean off before it could rise again. Ianthe whistled. “Alessia’s not playing today.” “She never does,” Kael muttered. Seraphine clung to her satchel. “Th-this is worse than the Leviathan—” Rian choked, “Everything is worse than the Leviathan!”

She couldn't believe that she was thinking like this about her friend! But then again she could. She remembered being cradled in his arms half in and out of consciousness and some man had called him Beast. He'd said "Beast take care of her", or something in that vein. Ashleigh stared grimly into space. Once upon a time she only cared about how someone looked, how good she looked, how good they looked together. Ashleigh knew the truth; when it was all said and done it wasn't Christopher who was the Beast, it was her.

"What are you trying to do?" "What can I do?" Clayton shrugged. "I'm just a lowly beastkin." No sooner had the words left his mouth than he lunged at Salem. Terrified, Salem instantly shifted into his beast form. The black wolfhound instinctively lunged at Clayton, its sharp teeth sinking viciously into his arm. Clayton was knocked into the coffee table, shattering it with a sharp crack as glass shards scattered across the floor. Salem was stunned. He wasn't expecting Clayton's move to be a feint.

"These texts hold the key to unlocking the truth. We must study them diligently." Luna, her curiosity piqued, picked up a worn leather-bound book. "Look at this, it speaks of the Black Beast—a creature of immense power that was said to be capable of harnessing the corruption itself. Could this be the source of the darkness we face?" Hyperion nodded, his expression grave. "The Black Beast is a legend rooted in our ancient history. It is said that it possesses the ability to channel and control the corruption, using it as a weapon. If we are to understand and confront the corruption, we must comprehend the true nature of the Black Beast."

My eyes widened in shock. There, sitting on a lavish chair, was the very man who had purchased me at the wretched auction. Beside him lay a woman, who was naked on the bed, looking at me with a mix of superiority and disdain. The woman’s presence only intensified my fear and discomfort. “I… I was told the master summoned me,” I stammered, my voice barely audible. The man’s lips curled into a cruel smile as he leisurely observed me, his gaze making me feel exposed and vulnerable. “Ah, yes. I am Alpha Tristan, and this is my wife, Tessa,” he announced, his voice carrying an air of authority.

Originally, Ben went to look at the place where his beast-father and beast-mother were buried, but the one who arrived before him was a beastman covered entirely in black, whose strength was so powerful that even he could not quite fathom it. What he thought was to wait until the black beastman left, and then he would go. He did not expect that the black-clothed man had discovered his aura long ago and easily beat him out of the darkness where he was hidden, so he had no choice but to use his supernatural ability to fight against the black-clothed man.