Charles Grey Kuroshitsuji Novels & Stories

Of course, Gray couldn’t refuse the offer and went in. It’s been a long time since Gray had a proper dinner. Not wanting to embarrass himself, he awkwardly only put a small amount of foods on his plate. Charles probably noticed his behaviours, so with his unstable hand, he kept adding meats and vegetables on Gray’s plate. After they finished the dinner, Charles casually questioned, “Why don’t you ever sell your hunts for this old man?” Startled, Gray was dumbfounded, “Mister… Actually, I’ve never thought about that!” Hearing that, Charles was laughing out loud, “I remember how your master always had a headache because of you. You know, these past years, I always get yours from Ten and also m

Angel Soon, a tall man with onyx-coloured eyes, as dark as two abysses, entered the place. My wary eyes inspected him cautiously as I tried to find out who and what he was. He looked normal, except for the grey wick of hair in the middle of his otherwise very dark hair. I’d never seen a werewolf with grey hair before – it wasn’t a thing since our kind doesn’t age. Even without being able to smell his scent, something told me that he wasn’t a regular werewolf.

I caressed her face scanning if it was really her and it was ended her. “What’s wrong–” I didn’t let her finish and kissed her torridly like a hungry beast. I kissed her with eyes open while hers was shut. “Ser–” I gulped to feel a familiar weight on my throat. I inched my face away and averted my head on the said. There stood Grey Preston and he was holding the scythe that he put around my neck. He was staring directly at me. He was wearing a black cloak with a hood. I shivered when the flesh on his cheek fell like it was being melted. His right eye popped out and fell on the floor. Now, a skeleton was standing beside me with one eye. He revealed his true self.

I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be. Their guards scrambled, trying to stop me. I narrowed my eyes before bringing my Kitsune mask to my face. Fear clouded their features at the sight of my mask. They knew what it meant. This wasn’t me, Hatake Yūri, heir of the clan, coming after their boss and second. No, this was Kitsune, a blood-thirsty fox spirit. “Stand down or perish.” I warned, unsheathing my blade ready.

When the lightning web disappeared, Max turned around and launched a tirade against the intruder. “WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU INTERFERING WITH MY FIGHT? LEAVE OR DIE!” The figure lowered his hood, revealing his short, messing black hair and twilight blue eyes. “Who am I? You hurt my friends, so I’m the guy who’s gonna destroy you.” Charlie’s mouth dropped to the ground as he realized who had just appeared. “Is that you, TAMASHI?!” —— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 14

Mia yawned. “......” I didn’t say a word as I knew she would explain things through so I sat quietly waiting for her explanation while eating. “Charles as you like to call him” she giggled so did I as her smile was very contagious. “He is a very dark creature as he is Death himself he has up tainted souls of millions of or even billions of creatures. Like the vampires and the Lycanthropes have a beef with him, their plans are still unknown but it’s of no good not one bit!!” Mia said in a warning voice that was cold and fearful.

Her eyes swirled black and gold as Soairse came forward, Titan pulled her denim skirt down before swiftly ordering "Shift Soairse." The air shimmered around Charlie's form and her bones cracked and re arranged and suddenly Titan and I were staring at a wolf who looked white but emitted a green glow from her fur, the very tip of her tail was purple and on her forehead was a black mark in the shape of a Cresent moon. "Holy fuck is that what I think it is?" I asked Titan.

I felt his lips turn up into a smile against my skin as he let out a low chuckle. "I haven't even shown you how cruel I can be."I let out a frustrated sigh before pushing away from him. He was right; I did have needs, and no one here was making it worth my while. "I Dela Greyhill, Queen of the Dark realm. Accept your terms and agree to your payment." I groaned. I went to give him the jar, but he shook his head. He reached for my hand and placed a finger in his mouth. He bit down on the tip allowing blood to drip down it before placing it in his mouth again, sucking up the blood. His hands glided under my ass and lifted me before grabbing my legs and wrapping them around his waist.

Thick black smoke soared into the sky, producing a giant, terrifying plume. The pungent odor seemed to poison my nose and throat to the point of suffocation. The sounds of screams, cries, and laughter mixed together like water and wind in the ocean. Me too, was in that atmosphere. Lying helplessly on the grass with a body full of wounds. My body was so covered in blood that I was unable to do anything. With blurred vision, I saw a boy about seven years old with red hair and pale skin and long fangs, standing in front of me and pointing his index finger at me. A purplish light emerged from his index finger and swirled around in a small vortex.

‘Stop it my prince’ Keya purred slapping his chest playfully. Blood splashed out of ivory mouth once more as she stared at the shameless couple in disgust. Aiken a well built boulder came closer to Ivory with an eerie smile. Ivory smirked holding her brown staff with a jade on top; she suddenly got up and started to chant an ancient spell. Aiken tried to use his sword to kill her but mysterious force field prevented him from doing so, he flew back and used his head to smash a large rock… that was how he died. ‘She’s escaping’ Keya screeched wanting to go near her but Adger held her back.