Charles Grey Kuroshitsuji の小説・ストーリー

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast

James opened his eyes, and his eyes trailed over the body and then to me. James mouthed a thank you towards me, and I nodded. The person I'm looking for is Charles. I saw Dominic fighting Samuel. Dominic stayed in human form while Samuel was in wolf form. Samuels wolf was large and had red fur, nothing extraordinary. I continue to make way through what used to be the ballroom but is now a battlefield with dead bodies everywhere you look. Once I found Charles wolf, he was not hard to miss. Brown wolf with hints of grey and evil black eyes, his wolf was heavier since Charles was a chubby man. Xander's Black in silver wolf was getting the best of Charles, but I couldn't let Xander do this.

Any wolf standing between Charity and me is signing their own death wish. Fighting my last opponent, I lay him out, getting a clear view of the blonde on the ground. A large grey wolf has Charity pinned under his paws, while he snaps at her face. She doesn’t give up though, her hands flailing landing punch after punch, but he doesn’t budge.

Grey's wolf was different from how I remembered him. His was fur was metallic white gold. The white gold part glittered and shined under the white light. He was huge and looked very strong and angry. Grey stood on his hind legs. I had never seen a werewolf do that, he looked like a man-wolf. We attacked Dimitri together, and we both tried to subdue him. Grey bit into his heels, but he used magic to fling him off, I sliced at him, but he was damn too fast for me. It was times like this I wished I had magical abilities. Dimitri punched me in the stomach and hit my hand, knocking the katana off. I wasn't strong enough for physical battle, so I stepped back. Grey attacked from behind and bit int

Grey called out, rising from his chair. I smiled at him before shifting my attention to the opposite side of the table. “So this is your lovely pet,” Cantore crooned, getting up from his seat. He looked different from what I had imagined. Then again, the true monsters rarely resembled ugly beasts on the surface. He had light-brown hair and blue eyes. His complexion was far brighter than Grey's, making his looks nearly angelic. He was handsome, and I could easily imagine that all his victims had found him attractive. They had been fooled by the bright smile he was currently giving me. They had failed to see the cruel predator behind that captivating mask. But I saw it clearly.

“Unless he did something that could harm his right to take the position.” “You are astute,” Matthias praised. “Silas admitted to this, but he didn't say exactly what Charles did. He only says he had already written the will, and made his stance clear to a handful of his subordinates. Upon his death, his son, Damien Croft, is to be brought back to the Greyhound pack to be instated as the alpha of the Greyhound pack.” “That's… ridiculous. Why would he keep Charles near him then?”

There was a flash of something in its eyes that if she had blinked, she would have missed it. With an extraordinary speed - or was it magic? - it disappeared from the opened coffin and was now hovering just above her head. She gasped at the sight of it now as she still couldn't get her eyes of it. Its... its lower part was just... fog. The dark miasmatic kind. Fading black miasma was still coming out and circulating round it. The head that had no organs earlier now had a pair of bright red eyes and a mouth line that had started to crack open since it started hovering above her. The mouth line finally cracked open and her vision welcomed a set of black fang-like teeth and a black snake-like t

The voice came from everywhere and nowhere. Jack's Alpha senses screamed. He dodged left—too slow. A blade of pure shadow energy sliced across his shoulder, drawing black blood. Charon materialized ten feet away. He was surprisingly ordinary-looking—medium build, forgettable face, the kind of man you'd pass on the street without a second glance. But his eyes were pits of absolute darkness. "The Blood Scar's already killing you," Charon observed clinically. "I'm doing you a mercy." "Yeah?" Jack's eyes blazed gold. "Let me return the favor."

There was already three cups at the table and a pot of tea sitting along with a plate of cookies in the middle. "Now I hope you're not going to stay distracted over the fish their whole visit," Aurelio teased him playfully to announce our presence. I heard the guy over the koi pond chuckle and rise to his feet, sitting the bottle of fish food down by his tea. He turned to look our way then and reached out an arm to greet us with a shake. Taking in his appearance I was glancing into red mirroring eyes and dark brown hair that was natrually curly and cut short to bring out his strong shaping jaw line. It was like I was looking into a mirror but with slight different features. Unbelievable. He