Black Butler Sebastian And Ciel Phantomhive Novels & Stories

“I am comfortable, comfortable enough to take care of you better than that little boy can, gorgeous.” “Which little boy do you speak of Chief?” “The one you came in with my darling, I saw you hand in hand with that arrogant little boy, I think his name is Sebastian, and I said to myself that you, a gorgeous looking damsel have made a terrible mistake because he simple cannot in anyway take care of you how you should be taken care of. But not to worry, just because I have taken a liken to you, I will accept you as one of my girls if you are willing to leave the good for nothing ”

“Cassian Blackridge and Elena Varga have formed a temporary alliance.” Sebastian smiled. Not a surprised smile. More like the reaction of a chess player who expected the opponent’s move. “I was wondering how long it would take.” The assistant looked confused. “You expected this?” Sebastian stood and walked toward the window. “Yes.” He looked out at the glowing city. “They are both too intelligent to ignore the larger threat.” The assistant folded his arms. “So what happens now?” Sebastian’s eyes sharpened slightly. “Now the real game begins.” Singapore – The Next Day

But the waitstaff didn't seem to hear her at all. Just as Writer Vane buried his head in her neck, about to bite her, Eleanor suddenly felt weightless! She hastily tugged at her clothes. "Get off—" When she looked up, she saw Sebastian, dressed in a suit. He punched Writer Vane to the ground and stepped on his chest.

I was tired of being a ghost in a mansion that smelled of old money and cold stone. Ever since my father, Fernando Navarro, used my mother’s medical bills at St. Mary’s Private Hospital to sell me into this "political union," I had been a captive in a gilded cage. Sebastian Blackwood was a man of ice and iron—the star captain of the Manchester Ice Kings and the heir to a fortune, yet he possessed the emotional range of a glacier. "You look... different," Sebastian said, leaning against the doorframe. He hadn't even taken off his coat. His scent—winter air, expensive leather, and the underlying musk of a dominant wolf—flooded the room, making my knees weak.

Cole gives me a look. “Come on Elise lets go get you something to eat. I need a drink,” I smile. Elise smiles back. We walk back into the room. Some look at me in awe others look like they are scared. “Bartender two tequilas please.” I speak. “I can’t drink,” Elise looks worried. “Oh no they are both for me I smile.” As I shoot both of them down. Just then, the door at the top of the staircase opens. Elise turns in shock. In walks, a beautiful blonde hair blue eyed alpha. Sebastian. He and Elise both lock eyes. MATE they both say. Elise runs into his arms.

Ruby POV Everyone warned me to be careful of him. I should have listened. Sebastian was a blond beast with dark green eyes, eyes that seemed to swirl with darkness, though they shared a shade of purple like mine. It was as if light and dark were constantly battling within him, with darkness holding its ground inside while light flickered on the surface.

Her steps echoed in the stillness as she moved toward the grand entrance, where a butler—gray-haired and formal—greeted her with a bow. "Welcome, Miss Blackwood," he said politely, as if he’d known her for years. She wondered, not for the first time, how everyone here seemed to know her, while she felt like she barely knew anything about them, Sebastian especially. A small part of her liked the mystery surrounding him; he was a puzzle she couldn’t quite piece together. The butler took her small bag with Sebastian’s clothes and gestured for her to follow him through a grand hallway adorned with luxurious furnishings and art that looked as though it could belong in a museum. Every detail was e

"So you are the halfling? Extraordinary. Sebastian is a lucky man." "Yes I am," Sebastian's deep voice sounded from behind her. Victoria jumped. Sliding his arm around her waist Sebastian pulled her to his side. "Charles, it's been a long time." "Before your curse." Charles eyes gleamed with interest as he took in Sebastian's demonic form. "Fascinating. Damian, is this not fascinating?" Another male leaned to the side behind Charles. Victoria just resisted a gasp. If Charles was an angel this man was the exact opposite, dark and sinister with blood red eyes and jet black hair.

Just thinking about it was nauseating. But for Ella's token, for the alliance about to be forged that could protect us... "I'll accompany you." Sebastian's voice brooked no argument. He had already picked up the black cloak hanging on the chair back, his movements efficient and predatory. "To retrieve what belongs to you and Ella." He paused, and a cold light flashed through his golden-brown eyes. "And incidentally, let certain people know who your ally is now." --- Sebastian's Bentley felt much more low-key than the man himself.