Butler Sand Novels & Stories

Dad was forced to marry her in exchange to save their company from going bankrupt. Julian Adam, or my dad, is an amazing investor, and the best company to supply all kinds of needs to ships and vessels. He's opened three more sights since then, making it into a bigger company. His main warehouse is in San Pedro, California where most vessels arrive. It has given mom the lavish life that she likes; filled with expensive cars, designer clothes, the house of her dreams, and a fancy lavish life.

God I feel stupid, why did I think that she'd actually call me, that was idioti- my phone vibrated again, another unknown number. "You have the wrong number." I said as soon as I picked it up. "Oh I'm sorry," a female voice sounded, but it wasn't hers, "I saw this number listed as her emergency contact," I sighed, of course Jonathan would do that, "she's drunk and sleeping on the couch and I called the other number, but-" I stood up and walked to the door, grabbing my car keys on the way, "What's the address?" I asked. "107 beach drive." she replied and hung up.

the butler asked with concern when he saw the exhausted Sandrino. "Well, is Young Madam up?"

However, to find him, I must remember his name. “What was his name, Helen? Do you remember his name?” I asked my wolf but I forgot she was so whacked about him that she too had forgotten his name. I shook my head and broke out of my thoughts and got out of that royal-looking bathroom. This was so expensive which made me think if alpha Gerald customized his toilet seat with gold. I could not help but let a chuckle slip from my mouth. I blew dried my hair and put on a red pajama set. I decided to take a break and enjoy my meal in my comfortable PJs before I had to go back to my role as the daughter of Luna Kendall Clausen.

Wilbur said coldly. At that moment, Sandy suddenly said, "Sir, please watch your words. If you continue being so disrespectful, you'll be sent to the guillotine." "The guillotine? It's that serious?" Wilbur said. "Disrespecting the Lord of the Universe is a grave sin," Sandy said firmly. Wilbur looked at the mother and daughter pair before he looked at the old man. "What do I call you?" The old man said, "I'm Elder Kolton of Pumido."

Blake explained. This news calmed Robert, and he settled back into his chair. “I need to know, do you have any connections with the cultivating society? The butler was a practitioner with my run-in with the Shuler family’s second Eric.” Blake said. “Sam Nantes? He is a practitioner?” Seeing his grandfather’s face, he could tell this was his first hearing about the butler’s identity.

WHAT the Butler did was unforgivable. He used his power as the Butler over the people working for the Vasquez family house's villa, made contact with a sketchy supplier, and allowed his hatred for non-Valler/Vasquez blood descendants to silently kill my cousin. Just how shameless can be he!

Sandra says, “Can you move in with me?“ Richard asked, “Maybe after my final exams,” Sandra says, and Richard starts the car engine and drove to the hostel where he dropped Sandra, and she came out of the car, she walked to the entrance of the hostel where she met Bounty, “welcome, what did you bring for me?“ Bounty asked, “only roasted meat” Sandra retorted, “you didn't bring soft drinks?“ Bounty asked,

They only had each other for company. Far away from Zandor was a small planet. This planet was devoid of life, and was an abandoned planet. It had been barricaded, shackled with countless powerful chains of Edict that kept it away from outsiders. This planet was Systema. Though shackled, there were four people currently on this planet – Abe, Aegeus, Frederick and Selina. The barrier that stopped many, Ascenders included, was no detriment to them. They had been brought here by the man known to them as Butler Fin. The butler of their friend’s household had displayed his uncommonness by easily breaching the barriers of this lonely planet half a year ago, before promising to come pick them up in

“You’d better use the toilet. I don’t know how many more times I can use the excuse of motion sickness in order to force him to stop.” They stepped out of the small bathroom a few minutes later to find Bachmeier standing near the entrance as though guarding it, stepping aside as a woman with her three small children entered the store. He looked to Sandra and smiled a wicked grin as though to warn her he would shoot everyone, even the children, if she tried anything. Sandra glared to him but chose to ignore it as she gathered several items off the shelves. Chips, cookies, juice - her husband’s personal brand, of course - candy bars and pretzels, then walked to the counter and handed the cashi