Deku Butler Novels & Stories

in the morning when you have to say goodbye. Deker raised his eyebrows slightly. “Oh!” He did his best to appear grateful without appearing shocked, but the King of Treiaul had just offered to help teach him Elven. The King! And Deker was nobody, just an old friend of Hayward’s. It might have made sense for the king to make an offer like that to the visiting prince. Deker was simultaneously afraid to take him up on that and afraid to turn him down. “Oh, yes, I’d… I’d appreciate that, sir. I’ll make sure my next visit is a bit longer, so I have time to learn.”

she whispered and lightly hook her hand around his. SJ led her to the entrance door and before he could knock, it was opened by the family’s butler. “Hello, Mason,” SJ greeted with a smile. “Good to see you. How’s the knee?” Mason, the Kincaid’s long-time butler smiled, pleased that the only son knew about his injury. “I’m doing well, Mr. Kincaid,” he answered formally, bowing at them. He looked at Elli and gave her a smile. “You must be the lovely Ms. Ellisande. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Mason Richards, the oldest butler of the Kincaid family.”

Victoria walked down the hallway into her opulent living room, where her butler was currently supervising the maids. As soon as the butler who was an old man with sharp gray hair and a faded dragon tattoo creeping up his neck sighted her, he immediately stopped and bowed. "Good morning, Miss De Luca," he murmured. Victoria rolled her eyes, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Uncle Dorian, I’ve told you at least a hundred times to stop doing that. We are literally family."

Dean inquired, curiosity laced in his voice, "you’ve worked for both gangs. Doesn’t that create a conflict for you? If they’re on opposing sides, why would they hire the same person?" The butler’s face broke into a playful smile. "Isn’t it the same for you, Dean?" he replied with a hint of mischief in his tone. Dean was taken aback by the butler’s sharp remark, his face momentarily betraying a hint of embarrassment. Only then did he realize that he, too, was playing the role of someone navigating between two factions. A flicker of guilt stirred in his heart as the implications sank in.

Narco said with a grin. Everyone looked in the same direction when a Butler appeared to them who was just as tall as Blanche. He has pale white skin but fewer muscles. The Butler is wearing all black and with black round eyeglasses without lenses. He motioned the Queen's carriage to go the other pathway and the rest just stayed there waiting for the Butler to do next. No one speaks. Dreygur, whose eyes were red from crying, put on sunglasses to hide it. He came down and this time Cataleia is with him hugging his arm. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Hades, one of the loyal and strongest Butler of the Queen. I am here to guide the VIP guests and provide for all their needs. Feel free to ca

“You are my mate. Regardless of whether we have done the ceremony yet, you are my Luna.” My cheeks flushed at his words; the thought of being a Luna had weighed heavily on my mind, but now was not the time to dwell on it. “Come this way,” the butler said, clearing his throat. The butler was a tall, lanky man with hair so dark that it was like charcoal. He walked in long strides, his head held high, and his hands clasped together behind his back.

Bethel shouted, his voice getting high at each minute that passed, he had not heard any news from his men, especially Carson, his second in command, and these made him angry the more. "Yes king, will get you a fresh blood tea right away" The butler said, running on his two feet towards the door, his big body not making him run faster, he was the fifth butler in a row that had served the vampire king in two month, he had heard how the previous ones had died, by the hands of the vampire, he was a newly converted vampire, he still had some features of a human traits in him. He hoped, he does not end like the others. He shivered, at the thoughts, of laying down dead, six feet under him. When he

Ezra said, his hands skillfully poured the tea into the tea cup while nonshalantly talking about the head butler like he’s some kind of friend. Ezra Yeul is not your average butler, at least, not for me. Graduated with flying colors while having multiple combat and leading skills, he’s the black horse my mother assigned to guard me beginning from my early teen years up until I left the house a couple years ago to live on my own. I can say his unique personality piqued my interest just as how much The Flesh sparked my horror.

The butler's eyes almost popped out, he looked at the gentle expression of Asher and was speechless. Asher looked at the Butler calmly, and Said, "Meet my wife and son". The butler almost fell down in shock. He stared at the mini version of Asher and knew that he was telling the truth. So he put on a smile quickly and greeted, "Madam, and young master, welcome to your new home". He was grinning in happiness. Compared to that bitch Chloe, he preferred Kiara. Kiara raised her head up and smiled sweetly at the butler, the butler quickly covered his mouth in shock.

And I need to get away before I lose my mind. "I'm only doing my job," he replies coolly. "Excuse me." He walks away. I roll my eyes as I watch him. Can't he just say 'Thanks" instead? "I'm just doing my job," I mimic his voice, laughing to myself. He's a piece of work. Butler Lucas returns from wherever he'd been hiding. "Breakfast is served in the dining room, my dear," he says in his worldly manners. Medium height, average body, with snow-like hair, Butler Lucas is my most loyal employee. The old man has been all over the fancy cities of the world, and Paris is where I stole him.