Black Butler (kuroshitsuji) Novels & Stories

who is it? My eyes landed on the only unhooded being in the room. Not a wolf. No- he doesn't look like these bloodsuckers. Was he even a vampire? It was an older looking man in a ripped butler's uniform. The buttons had Lamia's initials on it. He works for her. He must be leading this battle. This man was bald with a gray beard. He held onto a black metal scythe. He looked like a grim reaper somehow. He scared me. I watched as he held up against five wolves that tried to attack him together. He swung the blade and I watched as it cut into and injured the wolves severely.

The poor soul gasped as Dylan leaned close. “You can rest now,” Dylan whispered before yanking the blade free, blood dripping from its silver edge. The others trembled as he said, “Take the trash out.” Once they left, the air grew cold. A dark shadow coiled behind him, and Dylan immediately dropped to his knees. Out of the smoke stepped a man unlike any other—his eyes pitch-black, his skin with a faint silver hue, fangs glinting in the moonlight. “Lord Elijah,” Dylan said, kneeling.

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.”

, I said yelling at him, but the music made my voice sound like a distant sigh. Until a voice was heard and I could feel how Kenzo, shuddered , because of the authority that voice reflected, "GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER!", we both looked and that's when I saw him , it was those gray eyes it was him, even if he wasn't wearing that mask I could recognize him anywhere, it was the "Black". Without thinking twice, he stepped between Kenzo and me, and he said looking at him with fury in his eyes, "Don't touch what is mine again, if you don't want me to rip your hands off".

Ryuou unsheathed a Japanese katana by his side, revealing a gleaming silver blade with rubies and silver dragons adorning the black hilt. Yuri resisted the urge to snarl. Him and his God complex. “You can try.” Yuri stated, readying Odium. “Try to kill me if you can. I am not a Phantom for nothing! And you’ll also do well not to underestimate me!” There was silence for several moments before Ryuou moved forwards with alarming speed and without any warning.

Steven says, “She must be avenged” A chubby-looking fellow walks out of the mansion, his black suit conflates with the turquoise mansion wall like a painting as he walks with a formal presence exposing himself as a proud butler. “May I know the reason for your visit, Steven?” he says. Who is this fatso? Philip is curious.

She listened on and found out that she could hear. “Rudina, Rudina, Rudina. It’s nice that you didn’t die….yet. I could have easily broken your neck but I wanted you to witness your painful death. Killing you is, the only thing that has been keeping me alive” he growled. His words shook her to her bones. Suddenly she could see him. He was a Lycanthrope. A werewolf. He had black skin. It was so dark, as dark as sin. He blended well with the darkness.

Name: Butt Classification: God God classification: Forsaken God | God of Night Status: Slave Master: Luis Park Active Skills: Acid Breath : Echolocation Skills upon activation: Nightmare, Darkness Passive skills: Doubles the power during the night. Weakness: Weaken the power during the day, Doubled. Note: This God is sealed by the host. The host can determinate the slave seal. The host can kill this slave with just a thought. ~Good bye host~ Then it disappeared like none of this world will find out. "This..." When he saw the data. He can't say anything!

There was already three cups at the table and a pot of tea sitting along with a plate of cookies in the middle. "Now I hope you're not going to stay distracted over the fish their whole visit," Aurelio teased him playfully to announce our presence. I heard the guy over the koi pond chuckle and rise to his feet, sitting the bottle of fish food down by his tea. He turned to look our way then and reached out an arm to greet us with a shake. Taking in his appearance I was glancing into red mirroring eyes and dark brown hair that was natrually curly and cut short to bring out his strong shaping jaw line. It was like I was looking into a mirror but with slight different features. Unbelievable. He

"Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…" Suddenly black smoke emits from the words, a figure emanating from the black smoke. "I'm finally free, free from the clutches of the chronicles. It's time to claim the world once and for all and create a New Dawn under my rule." The voice chuckled. "What's happening?" I shuddered, the sinister aura cloaking the smoke. "The King of the Vampire has arrived."