Kuroshitsuji Elizabeth Midford Novels & Stories

Grief. A text from Kieran followed the images: "Why is your rival's assistant visiting his dead fiancée? Something's not right here. Do you want me to follow her inside next time?" I stared at the photo until the pixels blurred. The pieces, the fake identity, the debt, the sudden appearance, the way she looked at Jason, the way she moved, they were all jagged, nonsensical fragments. But in this dark, silent room, with her hand on Elizabeth's bed, they began to click together into a picture so horrifying, so impossible, that my breath caught in my throat.

She added. "Oh," I started as I began to analyze entire thing. "But if she was planning to get rid of you, so as to have me fully, then why let me know about her kidnapping you. More so, why kidnap me? The plan is not right." My brows furrowed. "Oh, she did say someone else had plans for me." Elizabeth deadpanned. "But.." "That's right," Someone interrupted me. I immediately looked up. Wait.... "I do have plans for you." The male voice added and I almost face palmed myself. I should've known.

"Where are my father and sister?" "That I don't know, milady." "You order them how..." "Pssst. Don't question me. I'll know where they are soon. But for now. You shall act. Act as you hated me for a reason. You will know eventually who I was later. This magical cloak has limitations. Is that understood!? He whispered. "Who are you?" begged Elizabeth. "I can't tell you, milady, the enchantment of Lamia's blood could be gone if you'd know who I was”

He nodded at his ‘mom’s’ presence, Elizabeth was wearing an all black dress partnered with a small black hat, while her hands were covered in white gloves and on her right hand, a satin handkerchief can be seen. Without saying anything, Elizabeth went down to sit, across her was Frederick who wanted to glare at her but kept his actor mask on instead. “Just Gideon missing then?” Frederick spoke, clicking his tongue. “Tsk, where is that idiot when you need him.” “Shut it Frederick.” Azrael glared, not wanting to deal with this ‘brother’ of his nor wishing to listen to him insult his friend. “Tsk.” He clicked his tongue again and crossed his arms, looking to the side.

Dread crawls over her spine. "That can't be possible." Her voice shook. Alessandra took a deep breath and advanced toward Elizabeth determinedly. And stood near her. She pulled off her locket and cut her veins to drop some blood on the stone, then handed it to Annabelle to give to her daughter. Then she walked to Elizabeth and wrapped her arms around her tightly. By that time Elizabeth understood what she was going to do. She used all her powers to kill herself with Elizabeth. A coil of fire surrounded them. And in the blink of an eye, both turned into ashes.

I exclaimed, suddenly energized, and dashed towards the staircase, eager to reach the top. "Hell yes!" Elizabeth exclaimed, matching my pace as we sprinted towards the bedroom. Entering the room where I had spent too many nights with my deceitful husband, I wasted no time. Gripping my sword tightly, I raised it high above my head and brought it down with force, splitting the air with a satisfying clang. "Everything in this room needs to be destroyed," I declared, a fierce smile playing on my lips. "As you wish, Luna," Elizabeth replied, her eyes gleaming with determination. Without hesitation, she seized a pillow and tore it open, sending feathers swirling into the air like a storm.

Their smiles reflect a sense of triumph and hope, a testament to their united front against the chaos that has plagued their lives. Little do they know that Scarlet, seething with anger and resentment, harbors a dark and vengeful plan. In a sudden and shocking turn of events, Scarlet draws a gun and aims it directly at Elizabeth. Before anyone can react, a gunshot reverberates through the room, the sound slicing through the air with chilling finality. The bullet finds its mark, piercing Elizabeth's heart, and she crumples to the floor. “Elizabeth!” Dominic and Tristan cry out in disbelief and anguish, their voices mingling in a desperate plea for Elizabeth to stay strong. Dominic cradles her

“Okay… Lord Ambrogio, Lord Gaius and Lady Elizabeth.” “All three!?” I inadvertently raised my voice out from shock. Blaze and Kronos seem confused. Persia, however, looks at me as if she’s telling me ‘she’s a gem’. “T-Then, did you learn magic? Could you cast magic…?” Elizabeth is a powerful magician. I was hoping those under her bloodline could have used her unique vampire magic to lift my seal. “I’m sorry… I can’t…” Sherry looks away, seeming a little disappointed.

Liam is laughing, enjoying watching the adults making a fool out of themselves. My eyes simmer when they settle solely on my mate as I speak distractedly, “Rivals, you ask? There were no such menaces. Everyone who saw him knew he belonged undeniably to me.” A moment of awing silence passes between us, breaking with the shriek that comes from across the hall where two little children are bounding in. Elizabeth quickly intercepts them, using her powers with a brief wave of her hand to stop their advancement with a sigh.

I muttered to myself, covering my heart. "Something must have gone wrong with the prophecy. Or maybe, after I left, another girl showed up and kissed Caleb. Yeah, that must be it. That would make sense." I took a few deep breaths and finally composed myself. No one would care about me as long as I did not actively tell the public that I had been to High Altar. **Caleb's POV** * "Elizabeth is my friend. She is eighteen years old. She was burned by fire in an accident. I brought her back for healing physically and mentally." Carolina said.