Black Butler Novels & Stories

Koishi gulps in response, bits inside his cheeks. "I will be there by your side, master" with the gentle look over the face of the butler with a small smile on his lips. "Thanks, Damien for everything. I don't know what would I do it you weren't there. Thanks for everything" making a butler freeze for a second staring down at his master, eventually nodding his head hearing the door being open. Just then, to see a lady with black hair tied into a bun opens the door, the cat-like eyes with beauty over the side of her cheek. Her eyes move towards the butler then at Koishi making her eyes go wide in response.

It was impossible but he couldn't stop the tremor of hope that ran through him. "Gimme." He tried not to make the excitement he felt overtake him. He had an image to keep after all. The butler was a tall slim blonde, clean shaven but the greys in his hair showed he was older than he looked. He was groomed neatly too, the well cut black suit he wore hugging his figure nicely. His pristine black shoes seemed to glow in the dark, and his facial expression gave away nothing. He walked gracefully towards Chelsea, a sense of elegance around him. Chelsea wanted to punch his face. He's never punched anybody in his entire life but he was willing to try.

What they face was not the weak and helpless ant-like cultivator as they had expected but the wrath of the grim reaper in a black butler tuxedo wielding a rapier. “Sir, I’m afraid you’re in the wrong and at the wrong time. Might I suggest you evacuate out of here at once? Otherwise, I’ll need to forcefully remove you from this world.” The butler in the black tuxedo said toward the invaders in a British accent. The invaders look at each other before some of them rush at the Butler and get turned into thousands of slices of meat cubes as they fall to the ground that was littered with their blood, innards, and organs.

Everest spoke quietly to his friend and alpha, “nothing about that sounds ridiculous. You gave up on your happiness for a war you do not understand, you deserve a few ridiculous moments.” Adam smiled, “I hear you.” He rose to retrieve his car keys from a drawer, “Get back to me if there’s any news. I have to go.” “Okay, say hi to her for me.” The call was cut off before he could swear at him. He rode the elevator from his bedroom to the garage. His stroll ended with a surprise to see his butler waiting for him by his jeep. Suited in all black , his aging pale face was pronounced with some sort of determination set on it. He was a impressively tall, skinny man. Almost as tall as Adam with his

Maybe she had one of her secretaries pick me up, so she could torture me faster. But the owner of the black car was wearing a suit that was too expensive for his profession. The way he stood, and his gesture of glancing at that super-expensive watch, were not at all the same as mom's secretary. But above all else, I'll never be able to forget that slice of black hair flowing against the wind. “Butler.” I called out to the butler, before my steps actually reached the front yard of the mansion. “Tell that man the woman he's looking for doesn't exist. And tell him never to set foot in this house again.”

I looked down the hallway and through the other side, and there was actually no one in sight. My heart hammered as I approached the large double office doors with D. BLACKWOOD engraved on the metal plate. I forced my trembling hand to knock. No answer. Great. I knocked again. Still nothing. Screw it. I pushed the door open— —and froze in place. Damian Blackwood sat behind his massive black desk. Sharp suit. Cuffed sleeves. Jaw tight enough to crack a diamond. He didn’t look up at me. Not even a glance. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by his deep voice.

"The power you feel is real. The connection to something greater than yourself—that's real. They just lied about its source and purpose." Helena struggled to sit up, her face ashen without her wolf's strength flowing through her. "Don't listen to her, Elias. She wants to control you, just as we warned. To diminish your greatness." "My name," my brother said quietly, his eyes never leaving mine, "is it really Lucious?" I nodded. "Lucious Blackthorne. Named by our mother with her dying breath." Something shifted in his expression, a softening around the eyes that made him look younger, more vulnerable. For just a moment, I glimpsed the baby brother I should have grown up protecting.

Jongin said understandingly, moving forward: “Does it make sense to you?” He stopped as that man showed his fangs into a sharp, devilish smile. “I am Aleister Black, the exterminator of the Ilgara race, who murdered Prince Gerald and his wife, Lorraine.” His smile widened like a mentally disturbed person. And soon he will kill Damontry Elgara to revive the barren land of kingdoms with its hybrid blood. “How long are we going to stay here?” Baekhyun grumbled, wiping both hands over his face.

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

Even his mother birthed him through Caesarean operation and he was grateful that another means of birth is around. Dylan trailed kisses down her neck and to her chest. His eyes watching her closed ones. She threw her head back, her eyes closed on their own and her lips opened slightly. Dylan's touches her like a magician. His touch still makes her go crazy. He was indeed her soulmate. ****** Just like Dylan said, he brought in a Butler. He was a 44 years old British man and also a house help. But unlike Margaret she has decided to be coming to the Black's mansion every morning and leave in the evening. Which was perfectly fine for Leilani.