Beast From Black Butler Novels & Stories

Tears overflowed my eyes. “Then tell me who’s hurting you, Spade.” The sudden tone change startled me. “I don’t know. A monster.” I covered my face. “I’m scared. Please, come and help me.” “Do you want this to end?” The voice hardened. “Yes.” “Then answer me honestly, Spade. No more lying.” She sounded angry now. “I swear I’m not lying. It’s a man without a face. A tall man with a tattoo of a snake on his right hand. He’s scary. His eyes are red. He’s a monster. Please, help me.”

Breathing in fast paces, still staring at me, yet, like I was a foreign entity. “Bastard.” He suddenly seethed, in a doubled voice. “What? Who are you talking about?” I cried out, pouting my lips in hurt at his sudden state. “Teta…” He trailed his father’s name out fiercely, hands in defense like he was protecting himself from something. When he transformed, his beast stood up, pouncing on the floor in a heavy thud. As he did, broken shambles followed, destroying the entire piece and everything that it entailed.

A twisted combination of wolf and darkness, its body shimmering with black energy, it was unlike anything I had ever seen. "What is that?" With a quivering voice, Chelsea inquired. "An abomination," Dominick remarked in a chilly tone. "By means of black magic." Unexpectedly, the beast attacked, its claws tearing through the air. Dominick shoved me away and snarled fiercely in response to the assault. "Remain back, Lisa!" He yelled while using his claws to cut the beast. "No chance," I whispered as I moved to his side, holding my blade firmly. Dominick's POV

The dark beast's face twisted in anger, and its massive tendrils lashed out wildly toward Adrian, intent on crushing him. "You bastard! Die!" the dark beast roared as it unleashed its full strength. At that moment, the beast felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation. The human it had thought would be easy prey was now radiating terrifying power. Not only had Adrian resisted the beast's pressure, but he had also used it to elevate his strength. This was unimaginable to the beast.

After a moment, she found the one she wanted. She hurried back to the confused butler and held it out to him with a shy smile. Carved into the smooth wood was a perfect likeness of his beast form. The normally composed Butler Felix froze. His professional mask cracked as he stared down at the small carving resting in his palm. His fingers trembled slightly as he traced the familiar lines, recognition sinking in. The unexpected gift stirred emotions he had not felt in years. He swallowed hard, his eyes shimmering with a warmth long forgotten.

No, this was about losing something that he thought he owned. Drake growled, and Samantha turned her head sharply in his direction. "All right, My Beast, don't start breathing fire. Cool heads need to prevail here." "Your Beast, huh?" Drake smirked. "Yeah. You're name is Drake. That's a dragon, you sounded like your were about to roar, you were definitely growling, I think if you get mad enough, you might just breathe fire. So, My Beast." Vulcan watched this by-play with a great deal of humor. The woman shouldn't know his friend that well. But, it seemed that she did, indeed know him, and know him well.

"This is the finest medicinal ingredient that I've carefully raised for three years. "She is a pureblood human with Rh-negative blood, and she's smack in the middle of her ovulation now, which means her flesh is the most delicious at this very moment." The entire hall broke out in loud cheers. Some of them clapped, some whistled in delight, and some others even began drooling for real. Their thick, viscous drool dripped onto the tablecloth in a disgusting manner. Meanwhile, Felix didn't even bother continuing his act anymore. All of the gentleness and tenderness had vanished from his face as his true beastly nature was revealed.

Followed by the unmistakable growl of a Urekai beast. Someone was running solo? Another twig snapped. A hinge creaked. I rose and moved towards the sound. Rounding the corner, I froze at the Urekai beast stood before me. Large. This beast was enormous. Seven feet tall on his hind legs, larger than most. His head and shoulders were covered in a thick black mane cascading down in untamed waves. His bronze body was bare and powerful, broad pectorals outlined under dense fur. His massive, corded thighs were wrapped in soft hide.

The beast let out a frustrated snarl, its yellow eyes locking onto mine with a feral hatred. The fight was a blur of primal instinct and raw power. The Howler was strong, fueled by desperation and rage. It swiped at me with a bloody paw, leaving a deep gash across my shoulder. Pain flared, but I ignored it, focusing on the beast in front of me. Callista wasn't idle. She danced around the black wolf, flanking it and harassing it with quick, precise bites. The beast roared in frustration, its massive body lumbering after her. But she was too quick and too agile.

It's a brother's thing. "Why are you trying to get closer with Blue?" Yushiro could not help but ask Keisuke. The beast glance at him, scoffing after observing all of his face. "I am not trying to. We are already close to each other." "Stay away from my sister!" he shouts, his upper lip twitching. "Why don't you tell your sister to stay away from me? Because I won't stay away from her." And Yushiro roared so suddenly that surprised them three men. Yushiro can't believe this is how he becomes now. He was fierce and a really powerful character that could kill a king but now he looks like a butler to these crazy demons.