Bitter Rabbit Black Butler Novels & Stories

Seemingly taking pity on the poor boy, the fancy French Lady kneeled down to his eye level and gently wiped away the tears and dirty water from his eyes. When her gray eyes met his hazel orbs she gasped. There had only been one person she met in her lifetime with eyes that were hazel in color and that person was her late husband Sebastian Duchene of France. The boy seemed even more confused as if something had been wrong with him at that moment.

A sharp sob escaped my lips as fresh tears spilled down my cheeks. I didn’t even notice when someone sat beside me. A deep voice cut through the silence. “Having a bad day?” I flinched when I realized I wasn’t alone. The man next to me was strikingly handsome. Tall, with sharp features and dark, piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me. He was dressed in a black suit, the top buttons undone, giving him an air of effortless power. Something about him felt… dangerous. I let out a shaky breath I didn’t know I was holding.

But she seemed too adamant on reapplying her lipstick. “Why should I do so?” “There’s a sound.” I looked behind us up at a tree branch and saw a wolf growling at us. I gasped and took a step back. Shirley's lipstick fall to the ground and she stood in front of me in a bid to protect me but suddenly, a gigantic black wolf appeared and slammed the wolf into a tree. The scent of forgotten love that I could never forget about. The black wolf was Jasper. Jasper shifted into his human form and Shirley and I both looked away while he changed into his trousers.

He blurred away like a simple illusion and all in a second a pale skinned, tailed person pounced. The tailed white haired butler jumped upon 008, his long elegant claws digging into her chest and without even effort ripping her apart. The shadow dispersed into nothingness the moment she was ripped apart and all that dropped was a silver-gray orb. 019 felt cold. So cold, if there was a face on him perhaps they would have conveyed the emotions that danced inside of his body, perhaps they would speak of the hatred that began to burn as he looked up at the white haired butler that had already pounced.

His eyes are two black holes, but somehow, Meph could read impatiency on his face -- It’s the impatience of a murderer for the next kill, a gourmet for the next, delicious... Bite. His time is ticking, and The White Rabbit couldn’t wait for him to err. “I was not--” Meph opens his mouth, and the White Rabbit’s eyes glow at his answer instantly, “I, AM, Alice.” The Rabbit freezes, so does the fog and all the audience. The screens blows up with flying bullet comments-- [What the hell was that?]

A savage growl echoed, followed by a horrible sound of flesh being torn. Adrian, still in crow form, tilted his head on the branch, watching everything coldly. “Pathetic,” he cawed, bored. The butler tried to crawl away, his hands shaking and his face dirty with earth and blood. His eyes met those of the panther, which now walked slowly toward him, its muzzle dripping with the blood of the wolf it had just killed. “Please…” Blackwell begged. “I just wanted to live… I just wanted to be like you…”

Patricia said nervously. "Uh-no, we are not turning back. Patricia, I swear to God. if you will not drive, I will crash this amazing Bugatti La Voiture Noire into the gate, your choice." "That is the worst blackmail ever, Felix. You know how much I love this car." "Then, drive."

How can her evil-like enchantress appearance attract the rabbit? Well, it was stated the Death Rabbit had a particular taste about its partner and it can mate with every species who looked evil even minding the gender. That’s why Leqaria had asked Heiytu, Juon and Oguas what the Death Rabbit liked the most because it was also its weakness. When the bunny wanted to hug her, it was confused because its sight suddenly changed to see the sky. Its tall body crashed and laid on the ground with hands and legs turned upward.

We live in a world where no one knows who anyone really is. I'm the perfect example of that, if you see me you think I'm normal, but I'm far from that, I'm a royal. And no, I'm not talking about kings and queens. My kind is the strongest. "A royal vampire!" One of the, Blackthorn's, hunters screamed. Blackthorn's are a family of Vampire hunters. They have made their life goal to end us all. They never learn, why would you go and mess with us, especially when our leader is the greatest most badass man, my great grandfather, Phoenix.

Rabbit nearly choked on air, Rabbit-“ I think you derailed off the course of you asking about my wellbeing” Skyler-“ I wanna know rhe well-being of your Professor’s dick” Rabbit-“bye!”