Black Butler Luka Novels & Stories

"Aren't you too young to be a Butler? You look just a few years older than me." As Linda watched the vintage vehicle drive off, she put down her waving hand, and turned to head back inside. But then the loud screeching sound of the Tyre of a car against the asphalt road, made her stop. She turned and saw a black sport Benz car parked right in front of her. All doors of the vehicle apart from the driver's side opened up, with three men clad in suit hopping out of it. In the blink of an eye, all three were at her front, way beyond comprehension.

“Oh? Interesting. What has the King got you doing now, I wonder. What’s say you, Miss. Ferrowstrangth?” Catarina goes to speak once more but she flinches. The sound of the blade slicing away at another lower limb of the beast makes her stomach swell with nerves. Slam! Another limb is sliced away and thrown into the bucket just like all the others, though now she has gathered the courage to speak. “We need you. A mission directly handed to me by the king.” Butch smirks from the sensation of being wanted rather than needed. Another collision between energy and flesh chops off the remaining leg which shortly after is tossed into the bucket. The male places the blade down back from once it came,

"Her dad is dead, too. Not sure where her mom is." "Dios mio," Mama says, clutching her heart. "You need to bring her here so we can feed her." I smirk. "Maybe next time, Mama. Where's Blanca?" I ask, trying desperately to change the subject. Aaron breaks away from the chips and guac to answer. "She's in the other room. We're having a little trouble with Nicholas." "How so?"

New rich. I follow my lovely partner who sits in a small table in the corner. “On your right.” I hear him mumble with a low voice. I turn and search between five men sitting together until I spot a familiar face. Akiyama Tatsuki. The waiter approaches our table and asks, “Would you like to order drinks?” The Black Tiger points to a drink on the menu card and the waiter stares at me shyly, “Hum, just coke for me. If you have it of course.” I chuckle awkwardly.

In person, he was even more roguishly handsome and terrifying all at once, with a chiseled jaw coated in stubble and a head of jet black hair pulled back into a bun to reveal shaved sides. This was Neil. The prince of the Lycans. The barbaric military nation that hated us Werewolves. “Stop! I’m not an intruder!” I cried out. “Does it even look like I’m an intruder?” His black hair moving in the breeze. Cold blue eyes looked me up and down, taking in my skinny jeans and soaked crop top—so different from his shirtless torso and leather trousers. “You are one of those Werewolves from across the border. Your kind aren’t welcome here. You should know that.”

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

To compliment that, Luke also kept his patience in check and respectfully waited for him to answer. "..." "..." After two minutes Butler proudly looked at Luke. He can't be less proud at Kiara. No matter how much he thinks, he only get to smile on his face. Kiara is one kind which he never met before nor he thinks that would exist. With a proud smile on his face, he said.

It was just that she did not know how strong Luka was. “I’ll tell them later.” Caterina smiled in reply. Shopia ran back towards them after the boy said goodbye to his friends. She looked very excited. She held Caterina’s hand very tightly, as if she didn’t want to let go. They walked towards the parking lot. A black Maybach was parked there. Seeing the car, Caterina felt that Luka was not just anyone. Only super-rich people could have that car. She became curious about who Luka really was.

Layton. Laverna realized that he was sending Mr. Layton away, and her face turned pale. “You can’t leave, Mr. Layton!” Laverna begged. “I’m Melecio’s wife! I’m giving you an order: you can’t leave!” Such a demanding tone only annoyed people. Mr. Layton was the Black family’s butler, so even the Black family members had to show some respect to him. Laverna seriously had no brain cells. After Mr. Layton left, Titus gave an order to Rio. “Tie her up and throw her into the lake.”

"You shouldn't hold grudges against your little brother... He didn't mean to hurt your mate, it was a sudden reaction to human blood which he is smelling for the first time... We wouldn't have let him hurt her." "Get out of here!" Augustus growled at them. Their calmness and politeness irks him. Luca asked Silas and Leo to leave them alone and they walked away. Augustus looked at Luca and sighed frustrated. "I don't need your lecture." He turned around to leave. Luca is a huge man with black skin, just like his panther form. "You know that curse is real..." Luca said. "Are you asking me?" Augustus mocked with hateful glare.