Black Butler X Modern Reader Novels & Stories

Holy mother of heavens. He’d had sex with a man. Not just any man but a non-human. Ethan, you’re insane. Truly insane. The sound of the running shower in the room pulled his focus. That must be Lucian. Ethan’s muscles tensed. He needed to get out of here. Dashing out of the room, his clothes barely covering his body, Ethan froze. Standing before him was Butler Ben, staring at him blankly. Oh, shit. “Good morning, Mr. Ethan.”

"The high table doesn't hand out elite battalions because your father signed a treaty, Chika Whitmore," Ronan Blackwell rasped, his eyes turning a dangerous shade of charcoal as he gripped his bone-handled knife. "Elder Solomon Reed is looking for an executioner who can paint the streets red, not an over-privileged prince."

“He wasn’t a butler, Rhunar. Not for the Blacks. He’s one of them. An actual Black. And more than that—he’s a lycan.” Ryan’s jaw flexed. He added grimly, “Half-lycan, precisely.” The silence that followed pressed down like a weight. The only sound was the faint tick of the hall clock, each beat dragging across their nerves. Rhunar’s chest heaved as he tried to piece the fragments together. His eyes moved between their faces, searching desperately for any thread of truth, any sign of betrayal.

the brunette mortal calmy orders, demolishing any fears that those sat in front of me were not of this world despite their appearance at first. “With much respect, Councillor Montanari, I won’t be leaving Willow’s side,” he asserts dominantly, clasping my hand tightly within his palm as he steps closer to my side. “Why do you always find the need to fight against us, boy? Your disobedience has become rather irritating as the years have gone on,” an unpleasant voice complains from the opposite side of the desk as he throws his hood back revealing an aged, hateful scowl. “Blackwood,” Elijah nods sarcastically as a humoured grin plays across his lips while he revels under the Councillors resent

Julian's voice was hoarse, shaking, calling out the name he had previously thrown into the mud. In that instant, the temperature in the room plummeted to freezing point. A large, steel-hard palm gripped Julian's arm, forcing the man to let go of his touch. It was Arthur, the butler, whose eyes now radiated the glint of a life-killing executioner. "One more dirty touch on our young lady's skin, your poor fingers will be chopped up for bloodhound dinner, Alpha Blackwood," Arthur growled softly but frighteningly. Chloe turned slowly. Her eyes met Julian's. In the past, those eyes radiated eternal love. Now, all that remains is an eerie emptiness.

His eyes swished past the butler to land on me as I neared. “Mrs. Blackwood.” Butler Su dipped his head slightly in respect. My eyes fell on Dominic and our eyes met. He looked so calm, like he didn’t just see my boobs hanging in the air less than an hour ago. I sighed for the fiftieth time that morning. “That’s it,” Dominic dismissed. Butler Su nodded. “You are always welcome back, Mrs. Blackwood,” said Butler Su. I nodded at him. Definitely not returning here even if the heavens tried to convince me. I walked toward the sleek black car.

And with a quick jerk, Bethel took the tea, downing it in an instant, he dropped the cup back, the butler had brought him these tea in the right time, it was the taste of blood that could calm his senses. "Out, before I feed on your disgusting blood" Bethel said to the butler, watching as the old bald man hurried out from his presence, he had seen as the man shook when he had walked towards him, and he prayed, let him not end up like the previous four butlers. The butler was just a newly converted vampire, he still had some traits of human in him.

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.

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…”

I cut him off impatiently as we geared towards the front door. It abruptly opened and in front of us was an old butler. My eyes narrowed, he looked human. To make more caution, I threw a dose of wolfsbane powder at him. It had no effect, only making him cough instead with a frown on his face. “Can I help you gentlemen?” “He seems human.” Sebastian whispered from behind me. I scowled deeply, “We’re looking for someone. Asher Blackwood and Aurora Thompson to be precise.” I studied his face greatly for any sign of a facade, he remained stoic, eyes expressionless, “I don’t think I know who that is.”