Novel & Cerita Claude From Black Butler

If anyone could offer me a brief reprieve from this nightmare, it was Claude. When I arrived, Claude greeted me with his usual smirk, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of mischief and curiosity. He leaned against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest. “Well, well. Look who it is,” he drawled. “The man who can’t seem to keep track of his contract wife. Tell me, Cedric, has the beauty finally run away from the beast?”

Claude sighed, “His name is Vladimir, by the way. I don’t know what he wants with me.” “Really though? You don’t know anything at all?” “Well a witch once told me that I’m gifted…” “You think you have powers of some kind?” “I’m not a witch.” Claude said defensively. “I know you’re a werewolf Claude but you could be a hybrid or well, just special.” Claude shrugged not knowing how to feel about that, “Well I can read minds occasionally.” She whispered. “No way! Have you ever read my mind?” Claude stared at her, “No, Nuella. I haven’t.” She said. “Why are you acting so chill about this? That’s not normal.”

"It isn't a good idea to press him further when he's already shown you exactly what he can do." The tone of Claude's voice suddenly turns dark and quiet. The line is silent, and I look around my apartment and hate how alone I feel; there is literally no one I can have here that will understand. The only person that understands is Claude, given he knows about my mom, Felicity and Claire, as well as the journal; he listened in a way that sounded as if he understood. Maybe it's because he's older than most of us, and is a little more mature in situations that test one's patience.

Olivia’s sidekick in crime. “I guess.” I watch the cold grey eyes, homed in on my face. Claude is not really an ugly man, maybe around mid-forties. He has full fair hair that is greying at the temples slightly and a masculine sort of rugged face and physique, but there is something about him that just unnerves me. He has never said or done anything to spook me out, but he just has that vibe. That predator or creepy underlying aura that I seem to be able to sniff out in men. Which is weird, I guess, as most of the men in this school are gay. Although I don’t get that vibe from him either. Claude definitely does not seem gay at all and Vivien’s moon eyes at him daily do not go unnoticed.

I mean Fenris instructed me to never mention to anyone that I was the heir of the Guardian Alphas as it could put me in danger just like what happened to my parents. "Oh nice to meet you, Kira. You look familiar though. Are you from Moonlight Claws?" My lips thinned as I nodded. "Nice to meet you too." An Asian boy then approached us and walked with us. He was cute with his eyeglasses on and he was a little bit smaller than me and Lilien. "Hey, 'sup!" He greeted us. "I'm Claude. Seems like everyone has a group of friends here." He looked around. "Just finding a group where I belong." He chuckled jokingly.

His aura was wrong, calculated, cold. Izora instinctively stepped back, her hand brushing the wall behind her for something solid. She’d seen him before. Not often. Always with Kaiser. Always silent. “Who are you?” she asked. His lips curved into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “If you must know,” he said, voice calm but condescending, “which is none of your concern… I’m Claude. Though some prefer to call me the Black Hole.” Izora’s chest tightened. She’d heard of that name. A whisper in the criminal underworld. An assassin known for one thing: leaving his victims with a hollowed chest where their heart used to be. She had thought it was a myth. But standing in front of her was the myth

He said, feeling some energy coming back at the thought of meeting the cheetah shifter. .... Colton was hesitant to move forward with movie night, since this is his first full day with his mate. But when he heard how excited Claudius was to meet his mate, he thought it would be a good idea for the two to meet. Claudius isn't an Omega, but he's pretty close. He's just a little taller, and if he was working out, his muscle mass would only be a little bigger. But since his health, and strength has been declining, Claudius is just as thin as his mate.

another deep voice echoed, and my gaze flickered to the third triplet, sitting at the edge of the window, sipping from a glass of wine. Alpha Lucien. A dark knight. “We are not to enjoy them.” At that last word, his eyes flashed a bright, eerie white as he tilted his head to look at me. Before I could even react, Claude was suddenly in front of me, making me flinch and nearly stumble. But his hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, so close that a gasp escaped my lips as he stood just inches away. He was watching me, studying me, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him.

The skinny man said. At this point, it’s just a normal conversation. Claude felt sorry cause it feels like intruding their privacy, so he decided to at least buy something from the shop. They didn’t need to know he was listening in, but this is just for his conscience. But before he was about to walk to the door, he heard. “Is Hayate still working with you?” ‘Hayate?’ Claude frowned. ‘Isn’t that the name Jai and Darrion are looking for?’

“I’ve reached my immortality but I am ready to surrender it for my everlasting peace.” Claudia inhaled deeply and dragged a stool next to her to get closer to her. She was sitting on it as she tried to absorb everything that she just witnessed. “He is a Vladimir from The Protector clans.” Claudia paused and tried to find out the response from Knight Richard. That man smiled and took his seat on the stool. “Great match, I really appreciate it!” “What does he do around Sonya Duville?” He smirked. Claudia sniffed. “He is her protector.”