Black Butler Oc Novels & Stories

“You are my mate. Regardless of whether we have done the ceremony yet, you are my Luna.” My cheeks flushed at his words; the thought of being a Luna had weighed heavily on my mind, but now was not the time to dwell on it. “Come this way,” the butler said, clearing his throat. The butler was a tall, lanky man with hair so dark that it was like charcoal. He walked in long strides, his head held high, and his hands clasped together behind his back.

William laughed, a sliver of disdain visible in his eyes. For Brenton, he could sense that his opponent was at the initial stage of the semi-god level. He had nothing to be afraid of as he had already achieved the last stage of the semi-god level! Meanwhile, Mindy had arrived at a square where she asked a man, “Where’s the butler? Do you know where he’s at?” The man smiled. “Butler Titus seems to be at the master’s quarters with Beth. After all, the master’s condition is degrading, and they constantly visit him.”

Black insisted. “I felt a flutter at your game,” Grey answered dully and sat down. Black was left speechless, standing where he was. Feeling uneasy with what he felt, Blue approached Katleya from behind and hugged her as she cooked. Purple squealed with delight at the sight. She even signaled Black to take a photo of them, but her brother seemed dazed and didn’t notice, so she took the picture herself. “What’s wrong?” Blue whispered to Katleya. “Nothing,” she answered quickly.

Betty smirked at her. They have reached the end of the hallway and it lead them to a more gorgeous part of the house. A freaking Lanai. Covered with monsteras and there was an infinity pool that looked so cool. Max. All of a sudden had the urge to swim. It was getting pretty warm in Alabama these days. There sat, Quentin Black. In his velvet black robe and a white shirt inside. Still in his blue pajama and leather slippers.He was peacefully sipping a steaming hot cup of coffee. In front of him, lay a newspaper and a cellphone.

“Please, sit.” Osen settled into the seat, his posture relaxed but his mind clearly elsewhere. Emon remained standing, his shoulders hunched as if bracing against an invisible wind. I turned to the butler. “Guide Emon to Eli’s room.” “Yes, Alpha.” The butler bowed once more before disappearing down the staircase with the fluid precision of a dancer. Once the butler was gone, Osen leaned back, his arms folding across his chest. “So,” he said, voice low, “how have things been?”

RED ALERT! Blackening Value increase-75% The blackening happened so suddenly that Omeo who heard an unfamiliar sound inside his head furrowed his brows, as he was thinking who is it, having to cross a thought that he might have been bonded by a system suddenly made him feel ecstasy but before he feel an un-presented joy of finally having a system despite him not being a hero or Sotiras, a big shadow that was shaped into a weird figure appeared in front of him. The feathery and also was like a skin-bone feet at the same time was seen in Omeo sight who was still on the ground as he was still struggling on getting up and standing on his feet without any help from a person who take the initiativ

“Michael Luther!” the old butler lowered his voice and bellowed. “I’m sure you don’t want Mr. Stewart to learn about that incident too, do you?!” The old butler’s dull eyes clearly showed his age, yet in contradiction to other elderlies of his age, his eyes carried a fierce and sinister look. The person on the other end of the call fell silent for a moment. The old butler’s tightly-furrowed brows loosened up slightly… ‘Glad that you’re scared.’

"Fine! I'll eat 'Ultraman' again... And what's with that face? Did you sleep well? You look tired... Are you okay?" "Huh?... Well, I stayed up a bit... But it's nothing serious..." "Sure?" Sotomayor stroked his face right on his dark circles. "Dark circles don't suit your handsome face!" "Don't touch me! Go have breakfast!" He ordered, removing Sotomayor's hands and turning away so as not to see her. "Oriental Gray: Why do you call yourself Black Cat?... Black Cat: Because I'm a cat with nowhere to go. There's no place for a black cat that brings bad luck... Oriental Gray: Could it be that you've come across the wrong owner?"

She is the daughter of my enemy and she will forever remain that way. I pulled my hands away from her and that made me hit the floor. My eyes became close as I tried to regain balance, no one helped me up from the ground, they left me there. Where I laid was sacred and not everyone can come there. I opened my eyes and looked around, princess Lyra was also on the floor, she must have felt that force as well. The sky began to get dark even though it was still morning. The sun began to fade away. " This is a sign that our sacrifice was accepted and peace shall return to us" the council leader said.

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