Novel & Cerita Black Butler: Book Of Murder Part 2

His complexion is smooth and coppery and he is without a single scar. I tense up as he approaches me. "So, you are my granddaughters' mate. To think a dragon slayer would be what she got stuck with," his brassy voice rings out. I pull back in surprise. How did he know I was a dragon slayer? "Tell me your name," Lochness demands lowly. "I'm Flavius, Flavius Black," I stumble out. I feel Ellie's hand grasp my own. I relax at her comforting touch.

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

He heard his father resorted with frustration in his voice. “Dear, you shouldn’t be here. Go back to your room.” His mother hurriedly whispered when she noticed him listening to their conversation. “Wait, did you just say men in black?” Hyde resorted when he came back to his senses. His companion didn’t speak but answered him with a mere nod. “Oh, and one more thing, she also said that one of them has some kind of black bird tattoo on the neck.” Hyde was stunned when he heard about the tattoo. He’s certain, that the deceased man was one of them—or just a scapegoat.

My eyes suddenly focused on one book, ‘The rare breed – how to train and guide new vampires’, it was called. New vampires? I thought, does that mean when they’re children? I wondered as I picked it up. Just as I pulled it out from its resting place, I heard a small thump behind it. I looked into the bookshelf to see an old black book had fallen behind the ones in front. Setting the one in my hand on a little wooden table next to me, I picked up the black book. I took in a sharp inhale of breath when I saw the same detailed pattern that was on the dagger Kyan had shown me. ‘The hunters’ was all it said on the front, the same book Kyan and Zekan had spent days looking for.

The edges of my vision start to go black. "Winter!" Alec yells. Elena lifts one hand from my neck and sends a bolt of magic backwards. There's a brutal grunt from Alec as it hits him. Now, both Damon and Alec are down. I don't know if they're okay. I don't even know if Alec is alive. Elena's second hand is about to return to my throat, but I seize the opportunity. Grabbing her shirt's collar, I yank her down and to the side. This makes her fall off balance, leaving most of her body exposed to me.

"Do you want to tell me their name?" Alec and I exchange a look. I don't know why, but this woman is making tingles go up and down by back. From the way Alec is frowning, I can tell that he's on guard. A black cat jumps onto one of the velvet chairs. Arching its back, it studies me. I can't help but feel there's something abnormally intelligent about its eyes. I almost can't look straight at it. "Igor Rhodes," I tell the old woman.

He had to wonder now, didn’t he, with all those paintings lying at his feet. Were the rest of those people Blackwell’s victims like he’d been, or Ashley’s? Maybe Blackwell was a killer with a split personality. Killed one set of victims one way, the other for a different purpose entirely. His jaw tightened. He didn’t like the word “victim” applied to him. From what he knew of Blackwell and what he’d seen of Ashley so far, his money was on Blackwell doing all the killing and Ashley doing only the painting. He didn’t get a killer vibe from her. Yet she was involved, in up to her haunted green eyes.

I go the opposite way, painstakingly reading each and every title. “Callie!” Alice exclaims excitedly. “I think I found something.” I hurry over, seeing her pull a smaller black book off the shelf. There’s no title on this book, only a gold Baphomet overlaid on the leather. “The Book of the Beast,” I whisper, eyes lighting up. “I think you did find something.” She cracks the spine and I lean over, heart racing. And then the library doors open and close with a boom, echoing throughout the entire room. Alice and I both jump, and she quickly shoves the book into her cloak.

I cut him off impatiently as we geared towards the front door. It abruptly opened and in front of us was an old butler. My eyes narrowed, he looked human. To make more caution, I threw a dose of wolfsbane powder at him. It had no effect, only making him cough instead with a frown on his face. “Can I help you gentlemen?” “He seems human.” Sebastian whispered from behind me. I scowled deeply, “We’re looking for someone. Asher Blackwood and Aurora Thompson to be precise.” I studied his face greatly for any sign of a facade, he remained stoic, eyes expressionless, “I don’t think I know who that is.”