Black Butler Luka Novels & Stories

I widened my eyes and stared at Elijah who was nervously scratching the back of his neck. “Master? I didn’t know you were engaged!” Luke exclaimed. I know, right? Someone had secrets. “Well, um, I forgot it,” Elijah mumbled. Luke frowned and stared at Lucas like he was some kind of insect, but the boy didn’t seem to care, he was just smiling, and tugging on Elijah’s black shirt. “You are the butler, right?” the blond asked Luke. “Bring my stuff to the room and be careful not to break anything. My suitcases are from Louis Vuitton so you better watch out,” he added arrogantly.

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

Luke got out of the car and pounded at the door furiously. The butler who opened the door asked, "Who are you, Sir?" "I'm looking for Hunter!" Luke said between gritted teeth. The butler looked at him warily. 'Is this person an enemy of the young master?' Luke seemed to have read the butler's thoughts. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and forced a smile on his face. "I'm Luke's friend. I'm in an emergency, so I looked a little fierce. Please call him for me. I have something very important to ask him. Please."

How she’ll put people’s fears to rest while covered in blood eludes me, but something tells me she’s more than capable of that. Luke turns to his butler, collecting a neatly folded black t-shirt from his outreached hands. “Put the estate on lockdown. Find Regina. Bring her to me. Alive.” He commands. Alberto bows low. “It will be done.” He replies gravely, in a grating, ancient voice. His gaze flickers to me for just a moment, and I see something like respect in the dark depths before he turns around and takes the same path Mila took outside.

On the other hand, if he was interested in her, maybe she could discover the truth quicker. “Thank you,” she mouthed to Luke Anderson and linked at him, his chest swelled. The other guys started ribbing him in low voices. The tips of Luke's ears turned crimson. Her stomach growled with the thought that Asta had the courage to mate a Black, especially when she already had a mate. She'd said she wanted to find herself, and she did. Six feet below the ground Still Akila could not help feeling it was her fault, that if she'd replaced Asta's place back

Winbleton was so cute. “She must be having a tough time handling my patients.” I said, thankfully Luke, I was paying no attention towards Brutus. “Not at all.. Wait…” Luke leaned closer and his hands reached my lips. I startled, but then realised he picked the food stick on my lips. “This..looks more tasty.” He showed the food price and ate. I could feel my skin burning with Brutus’s gaze. He lost his composure and slammed his fork on the table, I was startled to see the look on his face. It was scary.

Hector arrogantly stated before walking out of the mansion. Leila scoffed as Butler Henry heaved a deep sigh. “Who is that man, Butler Henry? I don’t like him…” Leila unconsciously blurted out. “Watch your words, Miss Leila. That man that you are talking about is Master Hector Black… He is Master Hunter’s older brother.” Butler Henry stated – causing her eyes to bulge out of its sockets. ‘What the-’ Now, that explains why they have the same deep ocean blue eyes.

"You nosy bastard." "So, this is the male. Luka Vale. He is absolutely perfect for the play, Ivanov. None of the high elders know his name. And he's a trained performer from the academy, so he can easily act like his wolf is completely head-over-heels for your aura. Plus, the whole Moonveil attendant background works heavily in your favor. It will make our bloodline seem down-to-earth to the lower ranks." "There is no 'our' when it comes to this hunt," I glare at him, my eyes quickly tracking across the rest of the ink on the parchment.

That’s when Luka walks in. His boots echo across the floor like gunshots. He’s dragging someone behind him, a girl. Slender, legs too long for her frame, fair skin lit with defiance, and hair tangled like she’s been through hell already. Maybe she has. Maybe hell is just the place she came from. Big eyes. Not crying. But alert. Searching. Like she’s trying to find all the exits at once. “Boss,” Luka says, voice amused. “This one gave me trouble. Tried to bite.”

She took it and he hoisted her up. “Thank—“ “Don’t”. Luka interrupted her before she could express her gratitude. Just like his sister, Luka sported blonde hair and blue eyes with a pretty face that had most human and werewolf girls swooning. He was fairly tall, and seemed like a good person compared to his sister. But Elise knew he didn’t like her. He only helped her to keep his reputation intact. “Maybe you should consider leaving this school for good. Before Becky finally rips your throat out.” Luka said as he walked in the opposite direction.