Butler Tale Sans Novels & Stories

He then took a deep breath. “Not only are you the director of the Flutwell Police Station, but you’re also the second young master of the Torres family. You’ve retired from the legendary Sword Camp as well!” “I wouldn’t dare go against someone like you!” A resentful look appeared on Butler John’s face. “I’ll give up for tonight!” he exclaimed, gritting his teeth. “But I won’t let this end…” Slap! However, Ansel suddenly appeared right in front of Butler John before slapping him across the face.

Luca's voice was absolute. Gabriele had always been a coward. He only touched Serena before because Ginevra had repeatedly assured him it would be fine. Now, faced with Luca, he was terrified out of his mind. Almost instinctively, he unbuckled his belt. "Hurry up." Luca ordered Tommaso, "Record it." He did not leave. He just stood there watching Ginevra's agonized face. What floated before his eyes, though, was Serena's struggling expression in those videos.

Like he doesn’t want me to see what is going on inside. “If this is about climate change, L-Lord Pendleton is safe and sound. Tell Mayor Quill he has nothing to worry about.” Before the nervous butler closes the door, Zayn steps in front, preventing the butler from completing it. The butler got frightened by Zayn’s appearance and fell back on the floor. “Ah!” He cries. “You shouldn’t be screaming like that. Beast people have very sensitive hearing.” I curled in a smile. The butler's face turns white, staring at Zayn, who reveals his wolf ears and fangs.

================================= Paolo and Serena continues with their studies by going to school, while Via focused on her own studies through the home study program. At the same time, their father is also concentrating on managing their coconut plantation business... One Saturday morning, Via decided to walk to the coconut farm with their family dog, Ardon. She was about to leave the house when she saw their old butler. "Good morning! Have you seen Daddy and Serena?" she asked in a polite manner. "Your father is having a meeting with his business party at his mini-office, while your sister is at the school right now, practicing for a stage play." the old butler responded.

Please, Miss Lynette, don’t make this difficult for me… Have mercy on this poor old man! “Hehehe, don’t worry. You’re not inconveniencing me at all. My boss isn’t a ‘bad’ person,” Butler Thomas said with an amicable smile, though his legs trembled. What could Lynette say? One couldn’t get angry at a smiling person. “Alright then. Thank you, Grandpa Butler,” she said, placing her suitcase in the boot. She turned to the small audience staring at her disapprovingly because of her earlier outburst.

She glared at him, “I’ll be way over at the front watching the show…” “I don’t think that’s a good idea…” “I didn’t ask”, she squeezed through the crowd, “Excuse me, excuse me”, she chanted. When she got to the front, she saw that there was a bull performing some stunts instructed by a big man who was shirtless. It was a big animal, more than the average-sized bull it was well-fed and taken care of. Its horns were very long and thick. Raisel was so intrigued by the sight before her, she unknowingly kept on moving closer to the man. The bull was chained and the man held on tightly to it. The man and bull performed so many other stunts and activities.

Rey asked while crossing his arms. “I'll call it, Flames of Heart.” Excitement filled her heart when she picked up her phone to call Butter. “Hey, Butter!” Waverly beamed. A smile is stretched on her face. Butter chuckled. “You already finish with the potion?” Waverly nodded her head as if Butter is in front of her. “Yep! Can we meet? You agreed on being my tester.” she said in a singing voice. “I know, but—” Butter sighed, “I'm sorry, A. I'm out of the country, I'm in Spain now.”

With his new butler suit entirely fitting him, Gianni swears in his heart and soul to do his best at his new given chance. “It seems you are ready,” the stranger says. “I am.” “Pardon me for the late introduction. My name is Gabriel Clermont. I’m one of the prince’s butlers.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Gabriel,” Gianni smiles. “So, shall we go then?” Gabriel leads the way. While heading toward the exit, Gianni notices that the hallway structure that they are going through is strangely familiar. Strange enough that he would say he saw it in a dream. It is at the tip of his tongue, and he thinks of it until they reach the exit.

"Ang alam ko, wala pa akong malay. Nasa comatose state ako. Ngunit bakit ngayon ako'y nakatatayo sa sarili kong mga paa?" "From what I know, I am unconscious, I am in a comatose state. But why am I standing on my feet now?" Tanashiri is having a serious mental breakdown, he is clueless about what is happening. He is speaking to himself, like a total nutjob, speaking both in English and Filipino language. Servant, Li Jhie, speaking in the Chinese language:

I fought the hot tears of shame and rage. “Where am I? Why am I here?” I demanded, my voice a hoarse croak. He laughed again. “No need for feistiness. I’ll tell you.” He circled the table, and I watched him, my heart hammering against my ribs. He picked up a weapon—a baton with a spiked metal ball, connected by short chains. My eyes widened. “You’re deep within the cellar of my humble abode. Where that resides…” he paused, a malicious smile playing on his lips, “…well, I’m afraid I can’t tell you.”