Mey Rin Black Butler Novels & Stories

the butler began cautiously. “Shut up!” Maya snapped, her irritation spilling over. “That’s because you brought me nothing but useless idiots! I don’t care what you have to do—just find her!” “No need to look. I’m already here.” At the sound of Suzy’s calm voice, Maya instinctively took a step back, retreating behind the butler. Realizing her mistake, her face flushed with embarrassment. Forcing herself to stand her ground, she stepped out, masking her fear with defiance.

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.

So it must be them. Danice raised her brow. “Did you see it with their own eyes that the butler is with them?” “…That…I don’t think so.” “Can you describe what the butler looked like?” “We only met twice. All I remember is that he was tall and had black hair.” Danice frowned. Most butlers were tall with black hair. That description was useless. She pressed him with more questions, but nothing valuable came out. Finally, she dismissed them. “Bring the phone next time,” Danice ordered.

One of the older council members clears his throat awkwardly. "Your Majesty?" Rhain doesn't answer. He's staring at me like I've just crawled directly out of his darkest fantasy. I walk towards the table carefully, the silver tray trembling only slightly in my hands. Every pair of eyes in the room follows me nervously. Rhain finally leans back slowly in his chair. "...Butterfly," he says, his voice hoarse. That one word sends heat straight down my spine. I stop beside him and gently set the tray on the table.

the butler called out. Alexander turned as he glared at him, with his cold eyes pierced through the Butler's soul as If he understood what he wanted to say. The butler bowed his head in respect as he withdrew to his position. It happened so fast that Irene didn't even notice, she was busy magnifying the house and was simply awed by the wealth displayed in every item in the house.

I direct the question to her, raising my eyebrow at her. “I am unsubscribing from this conversation” she answers suspending get hands in the air and walking away. “What is the butlers name?” Ari inquires as she starts to follow Dianne out of the room. “His name is Austin” I answer her. “Thank you….” She answers behind rushing out to follow Dianne. Aurora continues my hair without both of us really saying anything to each other, while I just stay there in silence hoping that Ari and Dianne will be able to find ways to make the room habitable for both Brin and I

he whispered, looking down at the Butcher's hands that held a huge brown coffin. Then watched as the figure disappeared like it was never there. *AUTHOR'S NOTE: So Bleach has made another appearance (＠_＠;). Duke Constantine's butler isn't human too sooooo…. Get used to it because nobody in this book is human nor can they be trusted lol (ノ｀Д´)ノ彡┻━┻. Anyways, what do you think the butler was doing there? Was he doing it on his own or is there something strange going on here?