Black Butler Lines Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, he asked bluntly, "Mr. Butler, do you know how the scars on Chen’s body were caused?" The butler was clearly taken aback by the question, but he quickly regained his composure. With a quiet sigh, his voice laced with a touch of nostalgia, he replied, "I know a little. Normally, the tattoos cover most of the scars, and I’ve never paid them much attention. But once, I happened to see them up close, and I realized that some of these scars were... unusual. I asked him about them, but he didn’t say a word."

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."...." .

Perhaps it seemed to be her mother. "What...have you done?!" Butt yelled as he casted down his ornamental crown from the pillow of his brown hair. "I will clout every vessel in your system." Butt started off as an unusual expression was revealed on Massaca's face. An expression of pain and weakness. "I will make your heart cease." Butt stretched out his hand in the gesture of grabbing down something. The bones in his neck became more visible as he grinned his teeth harder. Massaca held his chest as he slowly fell to the ground. In the background, the crowd yelled and ran in various directions.

Hollowed out in a way that has nothing to do with surrender and everything to do with damage. The trench coat feels heavier on her than it ever did on anyone else. Because I know what it means. What it costs to wear it. The Black Room doesn’t just test limits—it erases them. Some women walk out smiling. Polished. Reborn. But the ones who don’t? They vanish. Found months later in hotel bathtubs. Or not found at all. And I let Lana step into that. No—I put her there. The sleek black car rolls to a stop outside the club.

The carriage door swung open with a soft, ominous click. Butler Finch stepped down, his cold, gaunt figure sweeping the crowd with a silent warning in his pale eyes. He wore the formal livery of House Duskbane — deep purple, silver trim, the crescent moon emblazoned on his breast. He extended a meticulously gloved hand into the carriage's dark interior. It was Lumira who stepped out.

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

And of course. The picture of a water lily with a black and white background... "Miss Walker?" I look away from the painting as the butler who is now standing infront of a door that is opened says "Right this way" I walk up to him, and stop at the door, peering into the room before slowly entering it. It is.... Not like anything I had seen. The walls were white, the right part of it, and the left, black, but the one wall with his bed directly infront of it was ash with black and write spirals, and so was his bed....

He looks around and notices the familiarity of the room he is staying in. This room is perturbingly familiar, he thinks. The stranger comes back, bringing a black suit with a black bow tie. “You are going to wear this from this day forth,” the stranger says, “as the prince’s butler.”

As the car drove away,Lincoln's car followed behind the man's car in a slow pace. Lincoln had a cold face as he personally drove the car as he tailed the man in the black car. His eyes were dark with something dangerous as he sped along. Meanwhile West came down from the taxi and had to Walk into the resident area because the taxi couldn't Enter the reserved area but she didn't need to as she saw Butler Alucard coming down from the black mesarati car and walked towards her. "Madam Harvey,here's the entry card for next time reference,please head to the car so I can take you home" he said respectfully.

"Don't you dare cross the line between war and peace. Don't you dare reject my name. You are still my servant and my son and the gods know that even if I have so much hate for you, I still care about you." Efulefu entered the hut and the ground shook with each step he took. THUMP! THUMP THUMP! He narrowed his eyes as he looked through the window to see how far Osisiakalaka was from the hut. 40 feet, 35 feet, 20...10, 5, He couldn't get the exact figure and out of desperation, he hit the big wooden doors that led to the backyard at full force.