Black Butler Romance Novels & Stories

she replied, tilting her head to the side. Black had no idea what to say. His animal part was screaming at him to mark her on the spot, while the other human part was telling him to take his time. He raised his head again and gave her a shy smile of assurance. "Come, let me guide you to the bedroom. I'll stay downstairs," he said, gently taking her hand. He closed his eyes for a moment, silently savoring the soft shivers that ran through his skin when she had slipped her hand into his. "Et puis, merde! (# And, fuck it all!)." declared Bianca annoyed.

It looked like a fortress. Inside, the air smelled of leather and smoke. The butler, dressed in black, led us down a hallway with paintings that looked older than the country. My heels clicked against the marble floor, each step echoing in my chest. And then I saw him. Santino Blackwood. He stood near the fireplace, the flames lighting his face. He was taller than I imagined, his shoulders broad under a perfectly tailored black suit. His hair was dark, his jaw sharp, his cheekbones cutting. But it was his eyes that froze me. Cold. Stormy. Like they could see through my skin and into my bones.

“Come with me, and I’ll find you a place to wash. I imagine that ride was unpleasant.” “I wouldn’t like to do it again, uh…?” There was that smile again and it somehow suffused her with warmth, even in the circumstances. “Cleo Black.” A hearty laugh accompanied it. “Isn’t that just the most perfect name ever? I sometimes think my great-grandfather changed his last name after The End just to match the family’s skin tones.”

The Butler openly states, showing delightful wrinkles on his face. "I do too, and thank you, Sebastian. I am home," She expresses as she halts her feet. Sebastian, their Butler, is a man in his sixties, and he towers all the working maids, gardeners in the mansion. His chocolate-like eyes are soft and kind that reflects his characteristic inside. Even though his grey hair is revealing, everyone could tell he was a marvelous man in his teenage years. Furthermore, he looks flawless in his mono-color black uniform. "Why did you not give us advance notice of your return, Lady Veronica?" Sebastian asks curiously with a confused expression.

I smiled at him and laughed. "Hi," I whispered to him and then kissed his hand. "You're not planning on leaving me in here, are you? That's a little dressy for staying in here...." "I'm a king and prefer to look presentable at all times," he told me and laid back down in the bed with me, handing me the TV remote. I looked at the TV remote and then at him before I nodded and then turned on the TV, putting on Black Butler. I curled up to the bedsheets and smelled them, smiling as I caught Lyle's scent on them.

When the car came to a stop near the entrance, the front doors swung open, and a dark-skinned man who seemed to be around thirty walked out of the villa. Nicole whistled. “This is the only reason I like Kylan’s house. His butler is so handsome.” Ava glanced at the man who was approaching the car and agreed with her friend. The man was tall, handsome, with brown eyes and a buzz cut. “He even has a butler?” She asked. “Yes, he does! A hot one for that matter… look at how that white shirt hugs his muscles. Girl, you’re lucky,” Nicole remarked, a dreamy look on her face.

“Of course. The support will begin immediately. Investors will return. The market will settle.” “That’s all," I turned to leave, but Malcolm stepped closer. He placed his hands around my waist, pulling me to a kiss or God knows what. I looked at him sharply. “Don’t touch me", shoving his hands away. Malcolm laughed softly. “Still acting offended? After everything?” I pushed him away. “I did what you wanted. Don’t mistake that for permission.” Malcolm watched me walk out, still smiling. Ethan Blackwood is a high class gigolo. He doesn't take any responsibility neither does he know how to manage his father's company but knows every new hot motel with hot sluts available for sex with a penny.

gesture. ‘Hmph! Astar Levi, I shall not be fooled by your honey trap again! This bro is not that casual! The only person this bro will service is his legally wedded spouse!’ Blackie, ‘Should I remind my host that his wedding is in three days?’ 🤔

The other butler offered hand to Maxine so she could hop out in comfort. When the butler saw Maxine, he was awed. Not because of her beauty, but the fact that there is a human invited in the party of the beasts. “Thank you,” Maxine said to the butler. The omega butler’s cheeks turned red. Seeing that, Brett quickly stole her hand from him. “How dare you say thank you to an Omega?” Brett said, and then he glared at the butler. The butler saw that as the Alpha’s warning not to touch his woman. And so, he walked backward.

his voice dripped with malicious curiosity. Shock went through Ivan's body, and his heart pounded against his chest. "What have you done to her?" he demanded, his fear mingling with a fierce protectiveness. The scars of Black's past doings against his family still haunted him, never allowing forgiveness to take root. Mocking laughter echoed through the phone once again. "Don't worry, it's not the same as your parents this time, young man," Black retorted, his tone seething with sadistic satisfaction. "I merely wish to have a little chat. Find me when you have time, Mr. Busy Man!"