Black Butler Gregory Violet Novels & Stories

Is that why she walked away? I found myself not wanting her to be angry. "Your Highness? Your Highness?" Tyler shouts in my ear, "Did you hear what I'm saying?" "Shut up!" I say coldly, and Tyler shivers in fear. "S.. sorry your highness. Did I say something wrong?" Tyler again begins to ramble on and on. I pinch my brows, feeling a little annoyed. I do not want my real identity to be exposed so soon ...... Violet's POV

When he reminisces about his late brother Daniel, it exposes his soft and emotional side. Gregory Stevens (Greg) Is the antagonist. He is the new kid on the block at Blackwood. From the beginning, there was friction between him and Erik. He often says things that appear to be perplexing for Erik’s comprehension and understanding. He is a bit of an outsider and a loner, not necessarily the ‘party type’, a heavy reader and is fanatical about computers and running. He has a heavy interest in computers and the dark realm of hacking. Erik gradually gravitates towards Gregory since there is a part of him that very strongly resembles that of his late brother Daniel. He has an overwhelming interest

"Greg, let's go inside." "Creamy decent, we just came here and..." "It's okay, I am tired." Gregory looks at her in anger. "Please don't ask me if I am pregnant, I am not, no one has seen my nakedness before." "I didn't say that, even if it was so, I will suck the baby from your tummy." "I know you are a vampire." "And I will soon bite you," Gregory said Whitney laughed. "Naughty boy, you are a nut," Whitney said Gregory pulled her to himself. "I sure could bite you every second."

The young man behind the wheels of the vintage vehicle greeted, glancing at the rearview mirror and then his gaze returned to the road. Sarah nodded in response, then rested her head on the side window. Feeling all sort of mixed emotions swirling around in her chest. She closed her eyes for a while, then a thought came into her mind. She immediately opened it. "James right?" She asked looking at the Butler that sat at the other end. James nodded in response, with an expressionless face. "Aren't you too young to be a Butler? You look just a few years older than me."...." .

In all I would assume he was a fun-loving guy who just wanted to joke around and flirty his way out of trouble. Last, but not least, was Gregory. Who was in fact tall, very, very dark, and handsome. Gregor stood at least an inch over the other three men from Amethyst Mist and was wider as well. He was built like a truck, all muscles, and wide shoulders, his hair in locs that fell past his shoulders with half of it pulled back into a knot at the back of his head. His skin was a beautiful ebony, dark and luxurious, but as beautiful as his skin tone was, his eyes drew my attention and made me blink in surprise. They were amethyst, like mine.

"The prodigal son returns to see the ruin he made." ​"I didn't make this ruin. You did," I said, stepping into his personal space. I towered over him, my 6'5" frame casting a shadow that seemed to swallow him whole. "Viktor is in Georgia. He’s looking for the girl. My girl." ​Lyrien let out a dry, hacking laugh that turned into a cough. "Your girl? She was never yours. She belongs to the bloodline. She is the key to everything you haven't even begun to understand."

Immediately Violet gained her feet , she took to her heels and excused herself . “Is that your mate?”. Avery asked, looking past the door. Avery’s expression had us all on the edge. “Ursula Theodore”. She called Violet’s mother in a suspicious manner. “Can you tell us what just happened?”. Henry urged her. “There is something about her,” Avery said nonchalantly. “Maybe it’s nothing but I’m just stressed.” She waved off her look and turned to me. “Are you crazy Ansel Greene, you made me use blood magic”. She said it like it was some crime, even though it was , it wasn’t to Avery.

I eye it suspiciously before opening it. Violet, I am the type of person to hide things. I am quiet and I am not the kind to show emotions. I hope you find this room to your liking and decorate it to your hearts content. I hope we can at least be cordial with one another as I have not feelings for you at this time. Your truly, Anthony

Alaric said from the side of the pool. Violet held her breath and went back into the pool. Alaric was surprised. What sort of lunatic was this girl with purple hair? He looked into the pool and shook his head when he saw that she was looking for her wig. Alaric shook his head and sighed. “Keitan's killer association has really lost their touch, how can they send such a weakling here.” Violet seemed to have no intent of going back up, she kept going down and it was beginning to annoy Alaric. He lifted his finger and Violet was pulled out of the water and onto the spot beside Alaric's feet.

Violet explained in an irritated tone. I asked curiously, “What about, Mr. Hogg? Has he said anything?” “No! He is saying the same thing again and again.” “What is it?” Violet grunted annoyedly, “I don’t know anything, I don’t know anyone. Let me go, please. Don’t kill me please.” “Kill?” I asked promptly, “Are you guys going to kill him?” “Yes. If he is not useful for us, why will we keep him awake? Young Master doesn’t show any mercy to anyone,” Violet answered casually.