Romans & histoires Kuroshitsuji Sebastian Michaelis

I froze. How the hell did he know my name? I growled, my eyes flashing with hellfire. "How the hell do you know who I am?" Sebastian's lips curled into a smirk, revealing the tips of his fangs. "Oh, sweetheart. Everyone knows the name of Lucifer's heir and who she is." My hand shot out, gripping his throat. The silver blade in my other hand pressed against his jugular. "Bullshit," I hissed. "I've kept a low profile."

Ruby POV Everyone warned me to be careful of him. I should have listened. Sebastian was a blond beast with dark green eyes, eyes that seemed to swirl with darkness, though they shared a shade of purple like mine. It was as if light and dark were constantly battling within him, with darkness holding its ground inside while light flickered on the surface.

I stumbled slightly on the stairs, just a little bit drunk, but before long, I was standing in the gallery, frozen at the sight before me. Sebastien lounged in a chair, staring straight at me like he’d been expecting me. He looked different like this, dangerous. Almost like he was a completely different person. The woman was draped in his lap, swirling a dark liquid in her glass that was too thick to be wine. When she saw me she grinned wide, her canines glinting sharply in the low light–too sharp. “Oh Bastien,” she purred, pushing off him. “You brought me a pet?”

“Sebastian, go back!!! What the hell are you doing? GO BACK!!!” But he kept coming and running faster. If I couldn’t get him out of the way, this beast would kill him. Until I realized that there was another beast right before my eyes. Does my gaze play tricks on me? Maybe he was not Sebastian... but as he was getting closer, I could distinguish his face, turning angry. His eyes glowing sapphire blue and his body... oh my God, what was happening with his body? He was... turning? He was indeed, but in what?

he said angrily, right then he didn't give a fuck about some outdated those rule, not after all these years, not when he had finally found his mate, his mate who couldn't even look him in the eye. "We all need to follow a law," Sebestian said in a monotone, he had always followed that ethos, rules were there for a reason, the A- Class and the B- Class do not mix. He had never thought he would hate saying those words. Right now he hated the words with a fierce passion, he wished he had never heard the stupid sentence. He walked back to Dell side, stealing himself to turn back to the three people behind him. "I am Sebestian, head of the Nigaland Station and this is Dell my second in command,"

' My soul dissolved into the moonlight, vanishing into the Moon Goddess' embrace. - In the infirmary, Sebastian finally collapsed to his knees. The other healers rushed in and froze at the sight. Sebastian's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "All of you, get out. Get out!" They scrambled away, leaving him alone in the empty emergency ward. Sebastian refused to believe I was really gone. He knew that poison better than anyone, and had formulated the antidote himself. "Something went wrong. It has to be..."

Sebastian. Tall, imposing, and dressed in a black suit that clung to his sculpted frame like it had been stitched onto him by the devil himself. The sight of him was enough to make the world still. His stormy grey eyes, darkened by something more than just anger, locked onto Lucas’s hand wrapped around my wrist. No words left his mouth—but he didn’t need to speak. His silence was louder than a thunderstorm. It screamed danger. It screamed mine. The fury rolling off him was so intense, I could practically feel the heat radiating from his body. My pulse quickened, my chest rising and falling faster than it should have. Something primal flared behind those eyes. Rage, yes—but something deeper.

“You f ucktard! She’s crying.” “Is she?” Zeon peeked at me. “She’s just emotional.” “Fuck you! Get out of my building!” “We’re still talking, Man.” I quickly grabbed Sebastian’s arm when he was about to grab him by the collar. “Fine.” Zeon gave me a meaningful look before walking off. Sebastian swore under his breath , pissed, then turned to face me. “What did he do?” I shook my head quickly then looked away to wipe the tears threatening to spill again. “Nothing, Sir. Where’s that document you need me to draft?”

Being confused about his own feelings isn't him. If he is certain about something right now that is he wants to murder Liam. He doesn't know who that is and what he did but the tremor in Sebastian's voice tells him that Liam did horrible things to Sebastian. He won't mind getting his hands dirty if that means he can kill that bastard for whom Sebastian is crying his heart out. When words fail to leave his mouth which could provide comfort to Sebastian to some extent, he draws circles on Sebastian's back, biting down the disappointment.

"I am sure that I am not understanding you. Did you say that you killed your own pack?" "Sebastian, yes, that is what I said. I blacked out, and next, when I came back around, everyone around me was dead." "My dear friend, you are a lot of things, but you are not a ruthless killer. Now tell me, are you the one that has been killing all these people outside the city?" The mutt but only shakes his head, "I don't know."