Black Butler Red Hair Mga Nobela at Kwento

just to close his eyes once again as the butler takes a step back and the sunlight falls over his face. “Yes Master?” the butler smiles, making his way towards his little master who was starting off in the distance. “Master?” “Huh?” Koishi the confusing shifts his gaze towards the butler in front of him. The white hair was tied into the high ponytail. Plain skin with deep purple eyes staring back at him in long white eyelashes. “You called me Master” “Oh nothing, I don't know” sitting up in bed as Koishi rubbed his eyes, feeling the stinging sensation and messy hair.

"Killian,you have long hair too and you're not a female," "His hair was longer, like a females and he was wearing a cape!" I rolled my eyes at his flimsy attempt to explain himself. "In any case you do look like him, your hair, it's different. it's not the normal black that humans and us have, rather almost like ink. It has traces of blue in it. Almost like the Iliards Royal family's "

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.

she added making small chuckles comes out from their lips "He is him," he said as a smile never fades on his lips "He usually wears a black tailcoat and his ash brown hair is always pushed back as if he is one of those manga butlers," he said trying to describe Fafnir on less weird way possible. "Oh!" she exclaimed "The Mr. Cosplayer? He always have a pocket watch and like a red ribbon on his neck tied with an emblem right?" "Yeah" he nods enthusiastically "Yeah, he really looks like those manga butlers," she said giggling

Although I imagined what he looked like just by reading the novel, what I imagined is far from reality. Even the butler (puppet) that Phoenix designed was less handsome than him. He had a pale complexion yet he had this elegant aura as if he was a noble one. He had a sharply pointed nose, sharp jaw, and killer red eyes. He had long silver hair and he tied it in a ponytail. This godly look almost blinded me. I was just expecting that the butler's godly face and Phoenix's real face had the same godly features but who would have thought that Phoenix exceed the butler's face?

His demeanor and the calm smile on his handsome face that was hidden behind classy old fashion glasses and a pair of white gloves on both of his hands gave off the air of noble as if he was a noble butler who serve the one who even nobler than him during early 19th century. On The other side, sat the second figure on a red couch, a devastatingly gorgeous woman with a lust-Stirling body in a blood-red night dress. Its red color was fresh and allured as if dyed in a pool of fresh blood. Her black long raven hair with a length touching the middle of her white bare back was like a high-grade silk. But, In contrast to a butler-like man, her face was frowned upon and full of annoyance but that did

“Carmine red. Blood red.” “Ooh… Rosey red?” Mika asked. Jai nodded at her. There was this high certainty in his heart that Alex might really be that red haired guy in the tournament. He didn’t know what it is, but he’s leaning into that strong feeling. Saburo hummed. “The only clan that has that kind of hair color is the Akamine, and there’s only one person with red apple hair.” Harris nodded. “She’s the one who works with Bukubukucha family in the northeast. Her name is Akane Akamine.”

Abby asks. “Burton’s natural hair color is actually almost a platinum blonde color. He has just always liked to change the color so it has been a while since anyone has seen his natural color. I think that Amarya’s is a mix of his and Davina’s dark red.” Xavier states.

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.

She sighed before continuing, “Hm, I didn’t really get a good look at his face with all the chaos yesterday, but his hair should be…” Blond. Sebastian's hair was blond. He had taken it from our mother, while I had inherited Father's black hair before it turned white. “His hair color is black.” I froze, my heart sinking in disappointment. Black? Not blond? I bit my bottom lip, already feeling a little down at the thought that I might be wrong, but something deep inside me insisted I wasn’t. That was really Sebastian. I wasn’t sure if it was just wishful thinking, but either way, I couldn't lose hope. Maybe he had dyed his hair black—lots of teenage boys do that these days to look more manly o