Fanfiction Black Butler Novels & Stories

Charlotte said from her bed. "Good morning to you too." I grabbed my towel. "No seriously, did you sleep?" She asked. "I got some sleep." I got up and grabbed my towel. "The dinner was a lot." "Yeah, you texted me Cyrus Blackwood is an actual demon at eleven-thirty and then nothing else." She pulled her knees up. "What happened?" "I'll tell you over coffee." I pushed my feet into my slippers. "You're warm," she said. I stopped. "What?"

Author Pov One month Later "Lucifer, stop I swear I will pull your hair really bad," Catelin said as she tried to remove his hands from her waist. She had been trying to make breakfast in peace but Lucifer being Lucifer wasn't ready to let her cook in peace. He was attached to her back like a koala as his chin was attached to her shoulder. He was too heavy for her. Even after her warning, he didn't move away and Catelin knew why. This stubborn bastard.

Lucy, Anaya and Zhavia took their seats reluctantly. After serving Butler and cook left from their. Celestine chatted with them on random stuff while having her dinner. The awkward atmosphere was turned into friendly. ~~~~~~~ "This young girl has a soft heart." Cook said to Butler while his eyes were on Celestine. He was a middle aged man with thick black eyebrows and round eyes with chubby nose and puffed up lips. His whole body was like a human meat ball. "Yes. Sir is lucky to have her in his life" Butler nodded his head in agreement.

com/discord === RELEASE RATE === 🔹 new chapter every day at a random time === Summary === After Noah's death, what greeted him was an AI system calling itself Black, offering him a job working for the World and Soul Management Bureau. He has to travel to many different worlds, taking over an identity of some unfortunate soon-to-be-dead dude, and live out the remainder of his new life there however he wanted. Easy-peasy! ...Right? ...Ok, sure, there are a few small kinks here and there... like terrorist attacks, murder plots, zombie apocalypses, and the like... but one should always look at the bright side!

Isabella asked when the butler serve the food, but Bella was confused when he looked at Alexander instead of answering a simple question. Bella followed his eyes and looked at Alexander and saw him staring at the Butler. She didn't understand what was happening. Did Alex scold him or something? "I'm fine, but forgive me, Miss Bella. I couldn't protect you," Butler apologized out of the blue with his eyes on the table. Bella parted her lips and couldn't figure out what to answer because it wasn't the butler and the driver's fault at all. Everything that had happened was pre-planned.

He cares about no one but himself, he is inhuman, I can’t believe I fell for him. "Here is your money." Abu threw a bag of cash at me. How inhuman is he? Despite everything he did, he feels like it’s okay, he has no shame and he thinks his filthy money is going to cover up for what he did. But thinking about it makes me feel like I’m the murderer, if I didn’t sign that contract, Khalil will be fine. He will be okay, nothing would have happened to me. "Afraah, please leave. It’s getting very late." Abu said

The door flew back and hit the wall with a jarring noise as he stood with feet apart, ready to take on anything, I knew. My eyes lit up immediately I saw him, my heart warming at the thought that he'd rushed here to save me. He stared at me first, reassuring me with a little smile, and then his gaze hardened as he turned to the other two people in the room. "We came here to negotiate the terms of your surrender, Axel and Vera." He told them. Vera burst out laughing while Axel scowled. "I always despised your arrogance Black Saint." "No, Axel. You were just sad because you could never have what was nine, nor be like me in any way, no matter how hard you tried. Infact your envy amgriviy."

“Um, hello.” He inclined his head. “Good afternoon, Miss Cole.” She started to step out of the room, but his posture shifted slightly to block her. “Excuse me,” she said, trying to check her impatience. The soldier’s bland expression revealed nothing. “I apologize, but my orders are to ensure you stay in your room, miss.” Anger surged through her, but she kept her tone cool when she said, “I see. Could you get Cleo Black for me then?”

Elara's breath stopped. He looked exactly like Elias. But his eyes were completely black. The woman immediately stepped backward. "Don't." Elara stared. "Who are you?" The man smiled. "I am the first thing you created after loneliness." Elara's blood turned cold. He raised his hand. Behind him, the black door opened. Thousands of worlds appeared inside. And every single one contained Elara. "Your worlds were never experiments." He smiled. "They were cages." Elara's voice trembled.

In his mind, it will be suicidal to contradict my mate in front of me. We don’t have much time to take in the splendour around us. The Blakes may be dying out, but their money isn’t. After what feels like hours, the Butler finally opens the white doors that lead to the parlour. I almost collapse in shock. The fear flutters away like a dying butterfly.