Black Butler X Vampire Reader Novels & Stories

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

He heaved a sigh of relief that backup had arrived and immediately explained the situation. “The Black Order had breached the manor. The Elder is with Hercule guarding the digital room,” he says via a mental link. Alpha Barkus stared intently at Balthazar, who looked like a mountain of strength, but his power was different from theirs. “Is that a vampire?” He asked via the mental link in confusion. “Yes, they were an unexpected ally that helped us survive,” Alpha Cain explains. “All vampires are allies.” Alpha Mercimer chimed in. Alpha Barkus and Alpha Mark glanced at each other, both unsure how to react.

There had been something perverted in this one. He turned to check if his companions needed any help, but they had matters well in hand. Bain’s mouth was locked tightly over the female vampire’s face. Dral stood next to him, ready to provide aid if necessary. A moment later, the vampire’s body collapsed to the ground. Rave turned back to his own victim and watched as the vampire’s body began to grow insubstantial and translucent. Stefan stood next to him, staring down at his enemy’s remains. The body began to hiss and crackle as it slowly dissolved into an oblong pile of black ash. The color surprised Rave—usually a vampire left behind ashes that were gray and white, not pure black like this

She breathes slowly and tries to assess her situation. She is a mess right now and things don’t look to be getting any better, in fact they get worse. Alex walks back into the room with another vampire behind her. He has a silky smooth hair pressed backwards and a full beards across his chin. He has dark eyes and a pale looking skin. He wears a black and red suit and stands at 5’11ft , he walks with his head straight, behind Alex. And behind him they come. Grey looking creatures with ghastly eyes.

Until he morphed into a glorious black wolf. He almost bit Silvanus' shoulder but the vampire teleported. It appeared behind Shaun and kicked him in the back. I gasped while trying to avoid the debris. Shaun jumped and he immediately stood up and charged at the vampire again. He slashed his big paw at Silvanus and this time, it was Silvanus who spath away.

The butler exchanged a worried look with Mathilda while both their eyes flickered, apparently mindlinking before Mathilda went aside with her head low and the butler came and pulled Evelyn behind him. Evelyn could feel the butler's tensed nervousness, and that came a little surprising to Evelyn because the butler was obviously also a werewolf. Though in his forties, Evelyn doubted that would put an adult male werewolf at such a disadvantage against a woman in her twenties. "Maybe you would not mind letting me take care of this on my own?" Evelyn asked the obviously struggling butler as politely as she could. She didn't want to refer to his obvious fear too plainly.

her wolf answered. There are traces of fatigue on her face. She tried to stand up again, and this time she did it successfully. When Cassandra looked around, she saw that they were only three remained in the ring. Two werewolves and one vampire. Slowly, she walked towards them. The black wolf glanced at her and nodded his head, which Cassandra did the same. They started circling their prey. With the black wolf's signal, they attacked the vampire. Cassandra jumped on his right while the black one jumped on his left. She got punched, but the vampire couldn't dodge the black wolf's bite. It gave him a fatal blow. The vampire tried to stand, but he had no strength left. Slowly the mark disappear

Even unconscious and bleeding out, he radiated a raw, untamed power that made the very air in the room feel heavy and charged with static electricity. Scarlett’s breath hitched in her throat. This wasn't just any man. This was him. The memories of a life that wasn't hers slammed into her mind like a high-speed train, bringing with them a wave of physical nausea. She wasn't Scarlett the occultist anymore. She was now Scarlett Thorne, the pampered, arrogant villainess of the dark romance novel Crimson Moon. And the man currently dying in her bathtub? That was Caleb Blackwood, the legendary Lycan King of the North.

Jongin said understandingly, moving forward: “Does it make sense to you?” He stopped as that man showed his fangs into a sharp, devilish smile. “I am Aleister Black, the exterminator of the Ilgara race, who murdered Prince Gerald and his wife, Lorraine.” His smile widened like a mentally disturbed person. And soon he will kill Damontry Elgara to revive the barren land of kingdoms with its hybrid blood. “How long are we going to stay here?” Baekhyun grumbled, wiping both hands over his face.

I close the door, lean back against it, my body trembling, breath coming shallow and fast as dread blooms deep in my chest. I heard every word. My hands shake as I rush to my bedside drawer, fingers fumbling for Betty’s phone. One word echoes relentlessly in my mind as I type it into the search bar. Sanguinari. The result appears almost immediately. And as I read, all the blood drains from my face. Because, there stark and unforgiving on the screen, I understand at last. Alexander Matesson is a vampire.