Black Butler Storyline Novels & Stories

But she knew he would never agree to it. Sometimes Raven doubted if he still cared for her as he once did. Or if he loved those goons of his more than her. The thought itself brought her blood to a boil. Alexander Black was sitting on the throne-like chair in the centre of the long hall when she saw him—the very place where he may have sat in the past as the Lord of the Black Hall. She knew he hadn't quite moved past it. He often woke up at night after getting a bad dream, screaming in search of his human family. It would take him a while to recover—to remember that they had all perished while he still lived. That his wife and children died thinking his life was extinguished by the plague.

His eyes squinted and smirked. "Nice, Yuri," he muttered when he noticed its disappearance. He threw a punch in the air in an attempt to celebrate triumph when Yuri showed herself who's now at the back of the three guys and was about to hit a pressure point in the middle guy when it turned around and pointed its stick towards her. Black's joy vanished seeing his friends look helpless. He took a deep breath and decided to leave the control room. It was only two hallways away from the backstage, so he had no worries that he would come there late. He ran as fast as he could and clutched his chest as he catch his breath. He went behind Flute and Mijo, putting his arms over their shoulders.

Because he was open about not liking them from the start they did not look bothered at all. I called for alcohol and what not to make it look like a party. The others being clueless help sell the cover story. We got there and we explained everything, to say they wanted blood would be a lie. Everyone started called back home to check if everything was good, I looked around and couldn't find black. I was about to go look for his two timing ass when he come in. Black- he killed half my warriors with a group of hunters.. the rest managed to get to the banker in time. He was looking for our weapons specialist not the weapons themselves!

Seeing this, Wilbur was shocked and cursed, "You bastard! Your fight is with me. The town's people have nothing to do with us." Wilbur flew into the storm, and four black figures appeared, attacking him simultaneously. Meanwhile, the bat creature's cold voice echoed, "There are no innocent people in this world. Everyone deserves to die!" Amid the storm, the cries of adults and the sobs of children could be heard, but the storm continued to rage on. Although Wilbur managed to fend off the black figures, they remained hidden in the storm, reappearing whenever he advanced, trapping him in a dilemma. After a while, the cries within the storm ceased as Wilbur killed two black figures, and the sto

"Hey, Morgan Blackstorm, you have to have a reason for being on call, right?" "Reason?" Morgan Blackstorm turned his head and smiled faintly, "The reason is that you are my wife and should cooperate with me when I need you." Before Ashley could ask any more questions, Morgan Blackstorm had already walked upstairs, "Butler Ron will take you to your room, go to bed early." After hearing this, Ashley immediately relaxed. Each sleeping on their own, not disturbing each other, finally Morgan Blackstorm abides by the rules. The butler was in his fifties, with a kind attitude. He led Ashley upstairs, and while introducing her to the general situation of the villa, he praised Morgan Blackstorm. He w

The Butler frowned, looking back and forth between Vladimir and Mischa. "I can't let the young Master sit on the floor with her hands and feet tied up." The Butler said politely and gently. Vladimir gave him a serious look. "You do realize the situation you're in, don't you?" Vladimir bluntly said which stopped the Butler and remain unblinking staring at him. "But I am their Butler, I have to fulfill my duty." The Butler countered him with the same expression on his face, which is oddly blank. "Don't," Mort interjected when he noticed that Vladimir was losing patience. The Butler bowed to Mort and obeyed him. He sat in the vacant seat for him on Mort's left side.

Black said. Grey touched himself, puzzled. “But how?” He accepted the shirt Black handed him. “Thank you. I’ll return this next time we meet.” Grey stood and turned away from Katleya. He now faced the young man who confused his heart. Slowly, Grey removed his shirt. Black’s eyes widened at the sight of his well-toned body. Without warning, Black snatched the shirt from Grey’s hands and was the one who dressed him. “You are my baby girl, and I have a big responsibility to take care of you,” Black insisted.

Without thinking twice, he stepped between Kenzo and me, and he said looking at him with fury in his eyes, "Don't touch what is mine again, if you don't want me to rip your hands off" Kenzo looked at him, you could see his canines showing on his face, but he held back and moved a little closer to Black, "This isn't over, and she's not yours," he said, but those words rang loudly in my mind. "We'll see about that" Black said and took my hand tightly, he turned around and led me away from Kenzo, his handheld mine tightly, he walked through the people without even seeing me and saying anything to me, he just let me out of the castle, towards the forest.

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.

His whole eyes turned black. Xavier felt the pressure on his chest again. His mouth suddenly moved on his own. “W– with all d– due respect, Sire,” the butler said still with his face on the floor. “Y– you also did not know w– when you’re the one w– who spend s– so much time w– with Miss Ann…”