Black Butler Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

"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.

So it must be them. Danice raised her brow. “Did you see it with their own eyes that the butler is with them?” “…That…I don’t think so.” “Can you describe what the butler looked like?” “We only met twice. All I remember is that he was tall and had black hair.” Danice frowned. Most butlers were tall with black hair. That description was useless. She pressed him with more questions, but nothing valuable came out. Finally, she dismissed them. “Bring the phone next time,” Danice ordered.

He pinned both of my hands above my head with one hand, while the other gripped my jaw violently. "Stop the act, Elaine!" he growled, his voice hoarse with rage. "I know it’s you! I know your heartbeat; I know the terror in your eyes. How much did you give my Daddy for him to be willing to make me his enemy for a slut like you?" "My name is Elara Vane, Mr. Blackwood. And your hands... they are currently digging your own grave," I snapped, trying to remain calm despite my racing pulse.

Silas's POV: I sighed as I felt the sun going down and got to my feet. I hadn't been able to sleep well during the day today.... I ran my fingers through my hair and walked over towards my closet. It's high time that I went out to clear my head up. I think I'll hit up a nightclub and have some fun.... I smirked at the idea of sinking my fangs into some helpless human tonight then grabbed my street clothes I never really let my brothers see, a pair of purple and black suspenders, a black long sleeve button up shirt, my jeans, and my Black Butler belt I had gotten a few months ago. Yeah, I watch anime... just not around anyone else. It's my secret.... I stripped, dropping my pajamas on the flo

Butt Majestically posed when he heard the call. 'So this one is what? A female?' Luis Park thought. With, that yell he can still differentiate a woman between a man. "God! Darkness! Please help me! I will do anything for you! Please..." The person in black beg. "Haha!" Butt laughed. "Butt stopped that!" Luis Park called. "I'm sorry, master." "M-master?" She called. Note: This person in black is a she. "Why are you running away from them?" He asked

What they face was not the weak and helpless ant-like cultivator as they had expected but the wrath of the grim reaper in a black butler tuxedo wielding a rapier. “Sir, I’m afraid you’re in the wrong and at the wrong time. Might I suggest you evacuate out of here at once? Otherwise, I’ll need to forcefully remove you from this world.” The butler in the black tuxedo said toward the invaders in a British accent. The invaders look at each other before some of them rush at the Butler and get turned into thousands of slices of meat cubes as they fall to the ground that was littered with their blood, innards, and organs.

his voice dripped with malicious curiosity. Shock went through Ivan's body, and his heart pounded against his chest. "What have you done to her?" he demanded, his fear mingling with a fierce protectiveness. The scars of Black's past doings against his family still haunted him, never allowing forgiveness to take root. Mocking laughter echoed through the phone once again. "Don't worry, it's not the same as your parents this time, young man," Black retorted, his tone seething with sadistic satisfaction. "I merely wish to have a little chat. Find me when you have time, Mr. Busy Man!"

In this world, the person with a black mole on the sole of the foot is not the only one. Xia Butler opened his mouth and was just about to speak, when suddenly, an unusual sound suddenly rang out. "Who is it!" Xia Butler tensed his body, vigilantly looked around, his cloudy eyeballs rotated, sliding past the corners of the surroundings inch by inch, although he didn't catch any traces, but this slight sound of a strange movement at the same time made Xia Butler feel some pressure. Fear of things changing, Xia Butler's face changed: "Can not say more! ...... If I can't live, you don't want to live either! Also ...... give Wei Ming a burial to go!"

Butt added trying to get the others on his side. "Common baby Angel, I know you can hit harder!" Butt smirked as total darkness engulfed the scene. Thus the effulgence dimmed as light faded. Kindly read the continuation that will be released tomorrow.

The lion's father’s rough voice calmed Hisoka’s chaotic mind. “If you’d say so.” He led the way. “Where should we go?” Malikul asked, wiggling his wings absent-mindedly. Yet, that action took Black Shadow’s heart away as he and Shadow had a thing with wings. He forcefully turned Black Shadow’s head and stopped him from drooling. “I can wag my tail if you want to.” Black Shadow squinted his eyes and pushed his hand. “What are you? A dog?” “I can be one if you want to.” He said shamelessly.