Black Butler Novels & Stories

Was he not happy with the peperformance? “That was fine”, Mr Black spoke up, he pulled his two hands forward, resting them on the table, She took a deep breath. “But I wasn’t impressed”. His hands which covered in with black gloves fell on the table with a bang, startling Grace who shifted on her feet, The rest of the panel made no effort to speak , they speculated, not uttering a word.

While in the center, in front of it is a butler who will check the emblems of those who want to enter. The butler was dressed in a professional black suits and tie, the same with the other. He was tall, thin and looks to be in his late forties, but cannot be underestimated as his eyes revealed sharpness that normal people does not have. It can be said that their regular staffs isn't your normal and common people out there, I'm surprised that I can even detect a spirit force in him. 'There really are masters everywhere.' "Good evening Miss." The butler put on an appropriate and standard smile as he said those simple words, as I can remember, the butler that let me passed in the past said the

I noticed a hint of sadness on his voice. “I’m sorry hyung. I just want to enjoy my homecoming. I know that in the following days, I will be busy again.” I said turning serious. “You almost ruin a special occasion tonight Black Dragon. Wanna tell me what happened?” he answered turning serious too. “Yes, sir.” I just said. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 3RD PERSON Four watches alarmed at the same time as their owners rushed their hands to stop it. One of them left the frying fan ordering his assistant to take over. He entered at the pantry, opened one of the cabinets and stepped inside. Upon closing the door, a humming can be heard inside.

I trust all four of you had a pleasant evening. Butler Wayn. Also known as the head butler of the Claramay family. Been caring for the children of Claramay at such a young age, naturally, he's been with them through thick and thin until he has aged, he is able to do his work flawlessly. Being the trustworthy person he is, he's promoted to be the head butler. 'Yes and no.' '???' ( smacked Cullen ) 'He means t

With his gray hair gelled back, embroidered robe that got to his ankles and a belt that had a gold buckle. Mom walked out, not even bothering to urge Nine out though she didn't need to as the girl walked out. The man's gaze seemed to stare at her with lasers, like he wished to slice in her half, and when they got closer, he spoke, a rich, deep accent to his voice. "My name is Alexander Black. The royal retainer and special advisor to the king. The guard debriefed me on your... Story." Once again, his eyes moved to Nine. He didn't even try to hide his disgust as he continued, "Please, if you would be so kind as to join me in my study," and walked off.

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."...." .

His whole eyes turned black. Xavier felt the pressure on his chest again. His mouth suddenly moved on his own. “W– with all d– due respect, Sire,” the butler said still with his face on the floor. “Y– you also did not know w– when you’re the one w– who spend s– so much time w– with Miss Ann…”

I turn around so fast, open my eyes just to see group of men clad in black and white on glasses. "Mr. Blake, you have been called back at home. It's time to fulfill your duty. Please come with us." One of them steps forward, just his aura, I know he is who the elites and noblemen refer to as butler. I can tell they are misplacing me with another person. "I am not whom you think I am." I stare at them, anger bridling inside me. "Mr. Blake,we have been keeping tabs on you, you are exactly who we think you are , please come with us." The first guy which I am still sizing up in my head as the butler tries to reassure me.

A savage growl echoed, followed by a horrible sound of flesh being torn. Adrian, still in crow form, tilted his head on the branch, watching everything coldly. “Pathetic,” he cawed, bored. The butler tried to crawl away, his hands shaking and his face dirty with earth and blood. His eyes met those of the panther, which now walked slowly toward him, its muzzle dripping with the blood of the wolf it had just killed. “Please…” Blackwell begged. “I just wanted to live… I just wanted to be like you…”

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.