Black Butler Ciel Phantomhive Novels & Stories

**Celeste:** “Nico Black. Things are moving faster than we anticipated.” Seras leans in—Lucian at her shoulder. The report scrolls: - Nico Black, presumed human lineage (no vampire markers in initial bloodwork), arrived malnourished, homeless, withdrawn. - One semester later: physically stronger, academically exceptional, socially… entangled. - Romantic involvement with *all four* Queens of BludHeaven—young purebloods, heirs to fractured old-blood houses. - The Vampire King’s court is furious—arranged alliances crumbling.

It could even cut the reality itself, and the one who could defend it could be counted on one hand. She was looking at the thing that could defend her sword and found out that it was just a thin rapier sword, but the one who wields it was an elegant butler in a black noble tuxedo. It was Sebastian who stopped it. “Lady Tian Xiulan, please retreat!” The butler didn’t say anything, he threw his rapier into the black mist that began to swell in the middle of the magic circle. Sizzle—-- A short sizzle noise sounded out as Sebastian's rapier that could block Bailan was immediately vaporized the moment it touched the black mist.

Jongin said understandingly, moving forward: “Does it make sense to you?” He stopped as that man showed his fangs into a sharp, devilish smile. “I am Aleister Black, the exterminator of the Ilgara race, who murdered Prince Gerald and his wife, Lorraine.” His smile widened like a mentally disturbed person. And soon he will kill Damontry Elgara to revive the barren land of kingdoms with its hybrid blood. “How long are we going to stay here?” Baekhyun grumbled, wiping both hands over his face.

No one could tell who owns who like the two pairs of wings were the same sizes and were dyed with black and sharp edges. “Gukasho, hide within my shadows.” Grand Duke Zel ordered his trusted butler while waving his right hand in one small sweep. “As you wish, your grace.” The latter bowed his head and entered the black hole that was eerily the same as Cent’s demonic arts that used the shadow. The moment that Gukasho entered the black hole, the dark wobbly entrance also vanished. Does it mean that I have the same demonic power as my father? Are all Halflings like this?

The one with a note written, Monster. “Hey, what the hell?” “I could hear something from here,” Ciel said as he opened it up with his might. They froze to see a little girl probably at the age of twelve. She had her eyes open with tears. She’s a hybrid. Half human, half vampire. “What the hell?” Cedric approached the girl who didn’t move. He checked it again. “Why was she sealed?” He mumbled to himself. “She’s mine,” Ciel growled at Cedric who was about to touch as he quickly raised his hands.

Cupid answered him back. “Why you–––“ Atlas started but Cupid shut him up. “Bingo! Alright, Bacchus, Pegasus, you can go in now.” Cupid said on the intercom. “Now we just have to wait until they kill that Black Dragon.” He said to Atlas. “Do you think they can? I mean, that’s Black Dragon. He killed almost half of our members.” Atlas said sitting up. “I actually don’t know. But boss ordered us to do this.” Cupid answered.

"Mayor Holloway, This is Alpha One, entrance. I need to confirm your niece Fayle for entry. That's correct. Black hair, purple eyes. Twin? One moment sir." "The name and location of your twin?" "Lillith Juniper. She's still outside. Not Taken." He nodded. "The name is correct Sir. Location is outside but safe. Yes Sir, one moment." "He asked about your mother," The officer said, his frustration growing with the length of the conversation. It was holding up his line of vehicles. "Tell him she is beautiful as always in her glass chamber." "Her mother is beautiful as always in her glass chamber. Yes Sir. Thank you for the confirmation, I'll send her over now."

The door creaked and soon Azrael entered, taking me to his side as if escorting a young lady and not a prisoner - and there it was. Pink quartz eyes, black hair and enviable skin. Calisto was like a living sculpture, but he was not responsible for taking my air but the woman next to him. Crimson. His hair was alive as crimson flames. ⋅• ♱ •⋅

He yelled out a spell, while cursing the woman who was right behind him, Jenny. "You traitor! You brought me here to be killed..? You'll forever regret this you bitch! What an ass hole you are, traitor! I'll deal mercilessly with you, I promise you swine!" There was a look of a scared beast on his face. The shadow moved closer, and when the final moment struck, the shadow's mouth opened up in fury. Malison turned again to Jenny as he met her gaze. The shadow became a hungry monster, showing its fist, ready for action. Malison's vampire charged up, and released the first strike, but the shadow dogged and blocked the swing. The impact of the fist was heavy. He gripped his sword and came at Mal

When people called me wolfless and mateless, I threw words back sharper than their mockery. Kythan wasn't going to be the exception. I'd had enough of his disrespect. "What did you just say?" His voice dropped low, disbelief and rage tangled beneath it. "You heard me." I held his gaze, refusing to look away first. "Kythan Blackthorne, I, Celine, will not reject any offer. Not this one. Not from you." The room went silent. "Careful," he said, stepping closer, his voice a razor's edge. "You don't know who you're talking to."