Black Butler Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Black shoved his hands into his pockets and rocked back and forth on his heels as he smiled shyly at her, "you do call me 'Mr. Fantastic'. I think I have the right to give you a pet name too." Black almost lost his balance as soon as these words left his lips. Bianca's scent now filled the entire room. He had to put a hand to cover his nose and his lips not to lose more control and to risk committing the irreparable with her. Bianca crossed her arms on her chest and bit her lip.

My voice cracked like a haunted flute. My palms were sweating so bad I almost dropped my own hands. I don’t even know what that means, but that’s how it felt. Raina was chewing her gum slower now, like she was enjoying this way too much. “Yup. Lucian Blackthorne is technically… kind of… possibly… maybe bonded.” And I just— I could not breathe. My entire chest caved in. My brain started glitching like I’d been unplugged from reality and someone was trying to reboot me with a potato. I started shaking my head so hard my ponytail hit me in the face.

The silence that followed the explosion of the speakers was not empty. It was heavy, pregnant with a presence that had been waiting in the shadows of Blackwood Manor for a century. Richard Thorne did not flee. He did not rage. He simply straightened his tie, brushed a shard of plastic from his shoulder, and looked at Elena with eyes that were no longer human. They were black. Not dark brown, not dilated pupils, but pools of absolute void, like looking into a well that had no bottom.

Third Person's POV It is another day and just like yesterday, all of them are waiting for the police to call. But not like what they did last time, they are now doing several things instead just sitting on the couch and staring at the to and wait for it to ring. They made themselves busy but their ears are all lending on the telephone. "Miss Fatima, what's this?" Sarah asked while showing the black box that she found inside the cabinet. "Oh," Miss Fatima reacted and then walks towards Sarah. She takes a closer look to the black box that Sarah is holding. She smiles widely.

He said it in an extremely serious tone. "O-kay Dad!" I said but inside my mind, I already said a few cusses. I knew what Dad is going to say and I can no longer reason a way out of it. *** Black's POV "Black I'm so dead! I can't escape anymore!!!!!" Mich complained. She is here in my room this early morning just to complain. "What happened?" I asked confusedly because I haven't heard any explanation since she came in, she just rants and voices out how her life is doomed.

I take a last look at her and then focused on what I’m doing, but now, having a heavy heart. YOSEF I was chasing Calli as she was about to approach Black Dragon. I know I have to stop her before it’s too late. But before Calli reached him, a slow soft music filled the bar. Everyone grabbed a partner and I immediately pulled Calli closer to me. She looked at me and smiled. She can really make me calm down. I smiled back. Then I remembered Black Dragon. I looked sharply at him and was startled by his expression for the third time tonight. He looked dreamily into nothing and I’m sure he’s spacing out, a smile drawn on his face. Hmmm… Is he in love? I wonder to whom? The song continued playing a

His eyes swished past the butler to land on me as I neared. “Mrs. Blackwood.” Butler Su dipped his head slightly in respect. My eyes fell on Dominic and our eyes met. He looked so calm, like he didn’t just see my boobs hanging in the air less than an hour ago. I sighed for the fiftieth time that morning. “That’s it,” Dominic dismissed. Butler Su nodded. “You are always welcome back, Mrs. Blackwood,” said Butler Su. I nodded at him. Definitely not returning here even if the heavens tried to convince me. I walked toward the sleek black car.

Keith's POV "WELL, MAYBE IF YOU WOULD STOP FLIRTING WITH MY MAN, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE MIXED UP EVERYONE'S ORDER BUT HIS. YOU NEED TO KEEP YOUR NASTY HANDS OFF BECAUSE HE IS MINE," Ebony screamed as she stood from her seat I could tell Ebony's wolf was coming out, and it made me very happy. I was glad to see that she felt the Mate Bond as well. "You are right, Love; I am yours," I said, and her cheeks reddened.

he said. Her throat tightened. “Not win. Balance.” Serane stood by the fallen table, pale and furious. “Do you even understand what you’ve done? You’ve tied yourself to it forever!” Kaelira met her gaze. “Maybe. But now it answers to me, not to you.” Serane’s lips curled. “And when the Black Moon rises? When it wakes hungry again?” Kaelira lifted her chin. “Then it will learn what hunger feels like on the other side of the flame.”

"It means 'mighty warrior.' And you will never, ever know the taste of rejection." Far to the south, Silas Blackwood sat in his study, a glass of amber liquid in his hand. He looked at the map of his territory, but his mind was on the ravine. He could still feel the phantom itch of the broken bond. He told himself it was just a biological remnant, a ghost of a severed nerve. He didn't know that the ghost was currently learning how to kill him.