Black Butler Ciel Phantomhive Mga Nobela at Kwento

Izora shrank back slightly, shame prickling up her spine like a thousand needles. But before she could retreat, Enoch stepped inside. And the room fell into ice. All the stylists went dead silent. Because they knew exactly who he was. Enoch Alessi. The White Phantom. The man who’d taken out an entire cartel in a single night. No witnesses. Nobody's body was left behind. And worse—he was Kaiser Eirian’s most trusted blade. “If you still value your lives,” Enoch said softly, removing his black gloves with terrifying precision, “you’ll treat her with the respect she’s owed.”

he whispered, looking down at the Butcher's hands that held a huge brown coffin. Then watched as the figure disappeared like it was never there. *AUTHOR'S NOTE: So Bleach has made another appearance (＠_＠;). Duke Constantine's butler isn't human too sooooo…. Get used to it because nobody in this book is human nor can they be trusted lol (ノ｀Д´)ノ彡┻━┻. Anyways, what do you think the butler was doing there? Was he doing it on his own or is there something strange going on here?

At last, they saw a black light appear in front of the conference table. Shortly after, a phantom appeared in place of the light! The phantom had hair draped all over his shoulders. He was wearing black robes, and his pale face had two bloody striations that were red in color. "Dark Phantom!" Sergio and Cameron were stunned. Legend had that the skill was only possessed by Rank 10 Dark Races. "I’m Bryson, and to all the powerful human fighters of Sky Blue Base City, I'm looking for a human Genetic Fighter that once appeared in Sky Blue Base City.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

“I know what an imposter is. I’m asking why you think I’m one.” Ryan’s arms tightened protectively around Lya, his eyes never leaving Rhunar. “Because yesterday, Vincent has been pretending to be you.” The name hit like a strike. Rhunar’s head snapped up, his breath stalling. “Vincent?” His voice cracked. “The butler guy? The one we met when we came here?” His disbelief echoed through the hall. Linda’s hand curled into a fist. Her words carried both anger and dread. “He wasn’t a butler, Rhunar. Not for the Blacks. He’s one of them. An actual Black. And more than that—he’s a lycan.”

he spoke plainly, his short dark hair coat swaying back and forth by the push and pull of the wind, he looked powerful and dominant with the mere sight of his back alone. "Who is back master morbius?," the butler asked respectfully "A ghost from the past, Lilith the skinwalker,"

“I’ll get her ready for you.” Ricci let out a frustrated growl before moving away from me. Kade looked down at me while placing the knife in my clavicle. “Tsk. tsk Evelyn. You wanted to hunt a ghost and the big bad Butcher…Well now the hunter will become the hunted.” He removed the knife from me before taking a syringe off the cart. I began to thrash. “I’ll be sure to see you in Hell Phantom.” He handed Ricci the syringe. I continued to squirm.

I came to correct a theft. His gaze moved from Kiyomi to me. One queen was made. One princess was hidden. Neither belongs on that throne. Kiyomi straightened. Hayate caught her arm. She pulled free. Then whose throne is it? Cael touched the black veins along his face. Mine. The chamber answered with laughter. Not human. It came from beneath the water. The two thrones turned inward. A third seat rose between them. Black stone. No crown. Only a deep groove shaped like a coiled serpent.

When the front door of the building opened and shut three floors below, he spoke. "Malachi." The air beside him shuddered. A pillar of black fog rose from the floor, coiling and compressing until it shaped itself into a man. Tall, gaunt, dressed in a dark suit that belonged to another century. The figure dropped to one knee. His eyes fixed on the floor. "Your Majesty." Barely a whisper. "Tonight's banquet has been arranged." Elias Black was a fiction. His real name was Aurelian Ashbourne, the Vampire King. He had lived as Elias Black for a year.

Yvrozz asked seriously. Butler Zi let a loud sigh in relief when Yvrozz is starting to cool off. 'Thank goodness, I won't be dead.' He cleared his throat before he start talking,"He is Ezekiel Fhilip Felice, also known as Kiel. He's famous for being strong and also a mysterious man at the same time, besides no one really knows about his full name except his parents, me and Zenah. He's an aloof type of a person, with a suck personality that even I can't stand."Also a pervert horny bastard.