Novel & Cerita Black Butler Series 1

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."...." .

Handel had a stern look on his face as he glared coldly at Melanie Xavier. Melanie smiled, then threw her firearm to the ground and raised her hands, signaling to the men that she meant no harm toward them. At the same time, a bearded man with a few enchanting women then walked out of the last Toyota Prado. The man was wearing a leather jacket. He seemed extremely unscrupulous and fierce, just from his demeanor. He was the butler of the Smith family residence, Fletcher Evans!

Chandria’s POV “My Lady, Lord Serpent is looking for you.” A knock came at the door. I dragged myself up, opened the door, and there stood a butler. His face was blank, polite, and annoyingly calm. I rolled my eyes instantly. “Lord or Black. Stop calling him that. You make it sound so important. He’s not.” My voice came out sharp, but the butler didn’t flinch. He just stood there, stiff as a statue.

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

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.”

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.

Blade glared at the Butler, the Butler was a vampire yet he behaved like a human. Quickly he drank the blood in one gulp, sighing in contentment, the taste of blood had made his taste for violence reduced a little and when he eventually laid his eyes on his mother, she will give him a proper reason why she had taken his mate away from him in such a short notice. "Leave." Blade said, dropping the jug on the table. The Butler took the jug and quickly left the office. The door to his office opened revealing a young man with Blondie hair and red eyes, he is one of the king's men.

The usual warmth of candle light in my study is all but dead—, inside only blackness, as if it belongs to no one, let alone the Alpha King. The faint hum of carefully selected music no longer drifts through the air. The small, insignificant comfotrs I rarely pay attention to—gone. What’s happening? “Where is my tie for tomorrow?” I call out to the silence, irritation lacing my voice. There is nothing — silnce. Is this a joke? Suddenly, i hear heavy patters of feet. The butler, a young pup just happy to be here, appears. His posture is stiff, his face is neutral, but his eyes give him away. He’s lost.

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.

Shortly after that, Black ace appears into the room with a cunning laughter making a dry joke. Elizabeth " Sorry everyone.. I was just looking for a certain individual that came flying through here? Did anyone manage to see him? He hasn't paid for his flight tickets 🎫 (laughs) Infuriated by the rude interruption, Clement lashes out at Black ace angrily but he was quickly silenced by the young lady after coming face to face with a loaded revolver, pointed between his eyes. Clement " Are you MAD? DON'T YOU KNOW THIS IS A PRIVATE MEETING? Elizabeth" (pointing gun at Clement) Shut up you old fart! Unless that is you want me to fill your skull with lead.