Sebastian Black Butler Fanart Novels & Stories

The revelation of the Albatross Trust, and the chilling proof that the Patterson family feud was built on personal blackmail and theft targeting Sebastian’s mother, infused the office with a new, terrifying sense of purpose. The fight was no longer a negotiation; it was scorched-earth warfare. My status as Sebastian’s indispensable strategic partner solidified instantly. The "Sebastian" protocol became our standard communication, acknowledging the deep, dangerous intimacy of our shared mission.

Atticus asks. “Birthday boy?” Sebastian’s deep, sexy voice comes. Atticus moves back, and we both turn to Sebastian who is standing there all in black, looking drop-dead gorgeous, the sleeves of his black shirt are pushed up, and he has a few buttons open that show off two chains. His gaze snaps to me and he makes no attempt to hide the way his eyes rake over me. It feels like he’s undressing me with them, and I suddenly feel extremely exposed under that burning gaze…

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

Just thinking about it was nauseating. But for Ella's token, for the alliance about to be forged that could protect us... "I'll accompany you." Sebastian's voice brooked no argument. He had already picked up the black cloak hanging on the chair back, his movements efficient and predatory. "To retrieve what belongs to you and Ella." He paused, and a cold light flashed through his golden-brown eyes. "And incidentally, let certain people know who your ally is now." --- Sebastian's Bentley felt much more low-key than the man himself.

I try to anchor him with my calmness, but since my calmness is a facade, it doesn’t work. Our father hates us. He has always hated us. The hate intensified when he realised we were going to be stronger than he was. Sebastian is a rare breed of wolf, which is why his eyes turn amber sometimes. I am also a rare breed, hence the red eyes. My father is a deranged and corrupted breed, hence the black eyes. He’s filth and trash. I’m counting down to the second I shove a dagger in his back. “Come on, Bastian, before you explode.” I grab on to the nape of his neck and lead him downstairs.

A female voice half screamed and Sebastian saw a petite girl with black spikey hair, military boots, and an attire of piercings coming their way. Matt hugged the girls tightly. "Hey Anna, this is Sebastian, but I think you already know that.. Sebastian, this is Amber's assistant Anna". "Well hello darling, don't you look stunning tonight". Sebastian grabbed her hand kissing it softly, turning on the charming gentleman without even thinking. Anna giggled and blushed like a schoolgirl, well old Sebastian still got it, he thought to himself. "Oh you are just trying to charm me, and Amber said you weren't charming at all".

Sebastian was seated on the edge of her bed, his one leg crossed over the other, like a male model posing for a photoshoot. He was dressed in an all black outfit, with the first three buttons of his shirt left unattended. His hair seemed darker than their usual grayish-brown and his eyes were darker, like they were bottling so much emotions which trying to escape. Isabel didn't miss the sinister glint that flashed his eyes as he asked her, "Did you miss me?" It caused an unusual wave of apprehension to travel through her spine, she could barely speak. When she opened her mouth, she expected the thousands of questions she needed answers to, to flow out of her mouth, but she couldn't say anyth

Alethea was quite surprised to see Sebastian step out of his room already dressed neatly. He looked handsome and refreshed, wearing khaki dress pants and a white sweater. His jet-black hair, thick dark eyebrows, and sharp gaze framed by long, curled eyelashes made him appear almost flawless. His nose was well-defined, and his lips—soft pink—had a top lip slightly thinner than the bottom one. Alethea was startled by her own thoughts. Why was she suddenly paying such close attention to Sebastian’s face? Was it because of the forced kiss he had stolen from her the other day?

A slight frown creased my brows momentarily, but recognizing that now was not the opportune moment to continue probing her for more information about the person standing at the door, I asked her to excuse us as I settled into my office seat. My attention turned back to Sebastian, who appeared particularly alluring in his sleek black jeans, white t-shirt, and stylish grey Timberland boots. His hair was tied up in a low ponytail and damp. His gaze was intense and smouldering… I swallowed nervously as I wondered if he was secretly following me around.