Claude From Black Butler Novels & Stories

he ordered an aged yet surprisingly bright eyed grandfather. "At once, master!" the servant bowed respectfully before he exited the premises with swift large strides. "Thank you, father." Claude muttered and was indeed excited for his first meeting with the one who brought him out into this world. Well maybe not technically but upon hearing that even their names sounded a little bit the same, he has only high hopes for this fated meeting. Although he could have known everything all at once, for even the myriad of universes that abounded in the far cosmos hid no mystery from his eyes, but that was a practice that would certainly rob him from the pleasant sense of wonder.

Claude whipped his head to the poor shaking butler looking white as a sheet about to pass out any moment now. "Ready the officials, we will hold a meeting for the upcoming war." The butler's eyes widened his mouth agape, cold sweats running down his forehead. "And don't let a word reach the Princesses notice, even for the Queen herself." Claude's voice was cold as an ice, although he appread to have calmed down on the outside, the intent to kill and dominate growing by the moment. He will never hand over his precious by fair means or foul, much less to a lowly beast!

“There’s no such thing as can’t. If I want something—or someone—I’ll get them. One way or another.” Alexander leaned back, smug. “Alina’s unattainable.” My eyes snapped up at the sound of my name. Claude gave me a slow once-over, eyes dragging lazily over every visible inch of me before locking back on my face. That mischievous glint was there again. The one that said he was about to do something reckless. He stood, still smiling. Alexander watched his every move like a hawk. “I bet I could have her,” Claude said, smirking. “Five minutes alone in the drawing room, and she’ll forget all about you.”

Claude smiled and moved closer, signaling to someone I hadn't seen. My crutches were kicked away, I lost my balance and fell on my butt, catching myself with my hands. When I looked around, I saw the brothers Dennis and Daniel, one on each side, each holding one of my crutches with faces distorted by radiating anger. Claude took another step forward, crouched down, and with that cynical smile on his face, said, "Like I said, here you're just another poor devil. But me, my friend," Claude stood up and spread his arms, "I'm the king of hell! Have fun, boys."

Claude nervously stood up as he bowed his head before my mother. "I-I..." He cleared his throat and looked at Her nervously. "M-Moon Goddess Lunaria, I-I am Clau..." He cleared his throat again when his voice cracked causing me to chuckle softly. "I'm... Uh... Claudian Alexander IV. I am..." He gulped. "I am Rachelle's mate," he said as he chuckled nervously.

I had to fight the urge to sink my fangs into her right now with all this fear running around. She was going to kill me after this and I would have to make it up to her, somehow. “Ok, ok, man, what do you want to know?” Claude said. “The Others, what were they meeting in secret about at your pet store?” I said. His eyes went wide, and I heard him whisper ‘Fuck’ under his breath. “I can literally tell you anything else, anything else but that.” He said. “That’s too bad, she’s so pretty. What a waste of life.” I said, kissing Amethyst's cheek seductively and moving the knife closer to her throat.

Claude hurriedly shook his head at those words and replied, "It's not like that. Elder Maurice, how could I dare to do that? I've already done my best. I've tried every possible plan, but it's useless. "I'm only at the early stage of the innate level, how could I dare to stand up against a spring solidifying realm beast. I tried using my smarts. I don't know how the others got injured. They must have made a mistake somewhere. "I wasn't injured purely because I was incredibly careful. That's how I came out untouched by that spring solidifying realm beast…" As he said that, tears started to form in Claude's eyes. It was as if Claude would start crying if he was questioned more. Fane pursed his

he whispered, looking down at the Butcher's hands that held a huge brown coffin. Then watched as the figure disappeared like it was never there. *AUTHOR'S NOTE: So Bleach has made another appearance (＠_＠;). Duke Constantine's butler isn't human too sooooo…. Get used to it because nobody in this book is human nor can they be trusted lol (ノ｀Д´)ノ彡┻━┻. Anyways, what do you think the butler was doing there? Was he doing it on his own or is there something strange going on here?

Claude yanks open the door and grabs him by his shirt and barks ”What’s your name? “Barto,” The man answers Claude but his eyes are fixed on me. As if he is counting on me to save him.

I watched as the black wolf walked slowly toward the two princes. I didn't go to the archives. Instead, I ran down the stairs to the servant’s entrance. I slipped out into the shadows of the courtyard, hiding behind a stone pillar near the main gate. Claude had shifted back to his human form. He stood alone in the snow, facing his sons and the enemy Alpha. "Zayne. Zack," Claude said, his voice strangely calm. "Look at the men behind you. These are the wolves who have raided our farms for decades. Is the throne worth this much?"