Maid Black Butler Novels & Stories

“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.

Despite the argument between Livia and Damian being over, someone else still couldn't escape punishment. "What do you think will happen to Kylie? It's rare for anyone to walk out of Butler Matt's office with their head held high," a maid whispered to her friend. "Did she make a mistake with the Young Master?" Just saying the words sent a shiver down her spine. In her three years in this house, she had never spoken directly to the Young Master-not once. "Almost everyone who goes into Butler Matt's office walks out with a termination letter." On the surface, Butler Matt seemed polite, kind, and perfectly normal. But like Assistant Brown, his demeanor turned cold and threatening whenever it inv

If Samuel was his normal self, he would change his mind a little bit and might comply with the plea that was more to an order. Samuel scratched his head awkwardly and glanced at the head butler desperately, asking for backup. However, the head butler looked away as a sign that he wouldn’t help him until he absolutely had to. ‘Tsk, this old man.’ Samuel cursed inside his head. “Even if you cursed at me, I wouldn’t help you, Lord.” The head butler was speaking like he could read his mind. Samuel rolled his head and shifted his sharp glint to the maid once again. He coughed once, awkwardly. “... Okay. I’ll forgive you. My heart aches when a young lady bows her head to a psychopath like me. Ple

Even though nothing could be seen much, the butler could not find any bloodstain or see the pain in his madam's expression. "I see, I'll be there, please assist her for a while." K Whatever instructed him. The butler left as he bowed once more hiding the confusion in his poker face. After a few moments, K Whatever left her room wearing a comfortable SpongeB*b T-shirt and knee shorts jeans. Like a kid in a museum, wearing like that as a madam would make anyone feel weird. But do K Whatever care? Nah. Walking through the halls down the stairs to the sala, with any servants bowing at her when she passed by with a little sweat on their forehead, K Whatever arrived at the sala seeing Dahlia's mot

“We’d better go back.” Mirawadee cuts the sentence as she walks to pick up the stuff in her cart and put it in the back of the car. The Rachata could only look at the girl’s expression and thought that if that person came to interfere again, Sometimes I really want to send it to hell early! Inside the large mansion kitchen, the Butler was preparing the food. He looked surprised. When he saw his master, he brought a handful of things and placed them on the table, which is usually his duty to manage. Today, however, the Master is doing it all by himself.

And look at the maid standing to serve them. “Please bring my blazer,” Evan told her and she run to the room and bring out the blazer and she giving to Evan. But Aubrey takes the blazer from her hand. Aubrey gives her a tight smile. “I will do it. He is my husband after all” the maid gets startled. She immediately give it to Aubrey and backed off. Evan gawks at her. Aubrey makes him wear his jacket even though Evan declines it. But as she will listen.

Violet happily took the bag that the butler Fotune gave her and quickly ran back to her room. Her uniform was the same as the other maids, it was a black dress, a white apron, and a white hair pin, Violet put on the uniform and looked at herself in front of the bed:

“ Are you two new here ? If you are then open your ears wide and listen . I am your boss’s mother . Now open the door . “ said madam Carla . They looked at her a bit reluctant as to what they should do now . The butler opened the door from inside when he was informed that madam Carla was here . “ Madam , its a pleasure to see you here . Please forgive the guards . They indeed are just following the young master’s orders . “ said the butler . “ I want to see my son . “ said madam Carla with a determined expression . From her look , the butler realised that she wouldn’t leave unless she met with Massimo so he walked aside as she headed in . “ Madam , the young master is inside . “ said the but

They both giggle at her feedback. Maids swarms the garden, all of them gathered around and one of them strides forward. "Oh... You guys are quite late!" Isabella scolds them with a harsh voice. How could they be so unprofessional as the royal maid? While Isabella is glaring at them, Ava already senses a bad feeling when she saw the volunteered maid. She is round and wears a black and white tight uniform. The maid yanks Ava's hair to get her off to the ground. Ezekiel hurriedly rushes over to her daughter and send her to the maids.

We gathered to the center of the field, everyone's weapons and masks dissolved with every step. "That was fun," said the arnis dude lunging at his companions. "Allow us to introduce ourselves," interrupted the guy in a butler uniform. "I am Hugo, Lady Maura's personal butler." Butler? I never thought you can be a butler at a young age. He looked like he was in his mid-20's. "This is Pietro, Lady Maura's personal driver," he gestured to the arnis dude who stuck out his tongue and did a rockstar pose. "This is Ruby, Lady Maura's personal maid," he turned to the lady archer with bangs who bowed for us. "And this is Erika, the house chef," the swordsman err... swordswoman? stepped forward and ga