Servant Butler Novels & Stories

Kate's heart was thumping in her chest as they neared the town, everything was ready and someone had already made camp for the wolves. " Who did this?" Kate asked. " Butler James and Ethan's servants, your guy is quite rich you know," Azriel said. She exhaled and got out of the car, the butler who never smiled at her once did for the first time and tears ran down her face, since when am I this emotional? She thought. The Butler bowed to her politely, and the other servants did, including the young servant who had a romantic crush on Ethan. " It's good to see you again, Miss,"

The man greeted them with a strong and deep English-accented voice. “This is James. He is my butler and in charge of the welfare of the house” Luca introduced and Iris looked between both men in shock. She had only seen or heard of butlers in books and movies. She didn’t believe they existed in real life but here she was, standing in front of one with the most impeccable character, better than she had seen in movies and books.

“Kneel and greet your Mistress.” Lawrence sank to his knees before her, bowing his head. “Thank you, Mistress.” “Rise. Tonight is different. Tonight, you will serve me. Not with your pain, but with your attentiveness. You will be my butler, my companion. Your task is to anticipate my needs and fulfill them flawlessly. Any failure will be corrected. Do you understand?” “Yes, Mistress.”

Stelio couldn't trust those who obeyed the Head Butler. "Master Stelio, is it safe to leave the bag here?" "It's just clothes in the bag. Who would steal something like that?" Maya responded from inside. The Head Butler clenched his fists. "Darn it, it's just cheap clothes, and I have to stoop this low for them?" "Head Butler, are you going or not?" Stelio said, seeing the man just standing there. The Head Butler nodded. Before leaving, Stelio gave one more order to the servant, and this time, the servant finally complied.

However, no matter how thick-faced he is, he can't make him bring this up to his majesty. "Aiyah. Are you sure you're loyal to me and not to my sister?" Yin Renshu complains. The truth is, Yin Renshu couldn't remove the thought that his first servant who forgets about formalities at times, even sometimes dares to speak nonsense to him, and had silly moments with him is dying. Among all of his subordinates, he's the one who's closest to be considered as a friend to the emperor. Although he's still full of energy now, who knows when will he ran out of vigor?

I glanced fleetingly at him and saw that he was already climbing up the staircase towards the second floor exactly like an obedient lapdog would do. “You seriously have a butler Auntie?” I commented as we headed our way to the table. “Oh, he had already introduced himself to you it seems,” she replied. I took a seat right next to her where there was already a dining set readied. She glanced at me and smiled some more. “Butlers are in nowadays. All of my friends have one in their houses although not as young as Eriol. I am even surprised he is an elite butler who graduated with high honors in the International Academy for Butlers in Sardinia, Italy.”

and then makes excuses. Until he vanishes, my eyes follow his figure, but I can't stop my hands from clasping together and my eyes from getting smaller. I didn't even realize I was unconsciously looking at the place he faded until I heard the young servant say, "...Milady." “I apologize, I wasn't paying attention.” “Milady, don't be.” I chuckle as he introduces himself, "Also, I'm Rever Briane, the main butler of his highness Prince Casper,” allowing his light aura to influence me.

But somehow, sunlight didn’t seem to reach it. And yet… plants grew. Alive. Thriving. It didn’t make sense. It felt like I was standing inside something carefully designed… something controlled. Like a cage. A beautiful, inescapable cage. “I haven’t properly introduced myself,” the butler said calmly. I turned back to him. “My name is Steve. I have served my master and his family for over fifty years.” My eyes widened slightly. He looked no older than someone in his early twenties. “My master is thirty,” he continued, watching me closely. “And you…”

Meanwhile, Luliyah felt confused about being left alone. She looked at Kelvin's back with a look of reluctance and a little panic. Kelvin was the only person she knew in this house and now the man left her with servants she didn't know. Seeing the panic in Luliyah's eyes, the middle-aged woman immediately held her hand gently, trying to calm her down. "Madame, I am Binta. I am the butler of this house." The middle-aged woman said. "Don't call me madam, ma'am. Just call me Luliyah." Luliyah answered, smiling faintly.

Gemma had to get rid of this creature first, because his existence was awkward. Gemma cleared her throat. “Servant,” she called. “Yes?” “Does every time I go, you have to come along?” Gemma tilted her head, her hair falling to one side. Servant, who was trying to spread butter on the surface of the bread, put a butter knife on the bread and then put his hands on the edge of the counter. His brows furrowed and his jaw moved slowly. He was thinking. Gemma would have said Servant’s expression was adorable if only he wasn’t Heros, with a soul older than her father.