The Butler Novels & Stories

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?

Bella followed him. "I don't know when, but he asked me to tell you to wait at the breakfast table," the Butler told her and his answer scurried out because he found a vase was placed in the wrong way. "Perfect," the butler whispered as he settled the vase in the right direction, forgetting someone's existence. "Do I need to go down now?" Bella asked as the butler was giving her half-finished information. Her voice jolted the Butler and made him turn. "Pardon me, miss. You can relax and come down with ease. I'll let you know if the master comes soon," Butler said wi

"What did this butler tell you?" "Your Majesty, it is truly an honor beyond my wildest dreams to be in your presence," Leon slams his forehead into the ground. Dizziness turns his head but continues to speak. "He told us that he would take us to the prince's army. Everything he said to you—he did not reveal to us." "Your Majesty, let me explain," Gabriel struggles as he wiggles to face the queen. "The prince is having relations with my fellow butler. And I believe that it is my duty as the prince's servant to ensure that there are no distractions in his path."

Sitting on a bench, I saw a butler in my parents' age group coming in our direction with a hurried step. - "Are you Miss Thetia Kestle?" I answered positively and told her what it was all about. - "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Tim Habborlain, the butler of Mister Olivier De Guignes, the former Duke of this duchy. I have come to fetch you and escort you to my master's residence. Please follow me" he announced and we left in the direction of a carriage, which had attracted the attention of the crowd.

When the butler arrived at the little house, Bonnie was playing with Shelly tenderly with a small smile on her face. In her arms, the baby giggled and crooned. The scene before him was so heartwarming that the butler did not feel like interrupting at all. "Mr. Butler!" Harvey, who had just entered through the door, caught sight of the butler and immediately leaped into his arms. "I missed you so much!" The butler only had one son, Mickey. However, Mickey expressed no interest in getting married or settling down at all and instead spent most of his time buried in his

Quickly the door opened, the Butler ran into the office, a huge glass jug was on his hands. "One more seconds of lateness is enough for me to drink your blood and bury you six feet under my feet." Blade said, quickly collecting the jug, the Butler yelped with fear, quickly standing ten feet away from the king. Blade glared at the Butler, the Butler was a vampire yet he behaved like a human.

What they face was not the weak and helpless ant-like cultivator as they had expected but the wrath of the grim reaper in a black butler tuxedo wielding a rapier. “Sir, I’m afraid you’re in the wrong and at the wrong time. Might I suggest you evacuate out of here at once? Otherwise, I’ll need to forcefully remove you from this world.” The butler in the black tuxedo said toward the invaders in a British accent. The invaders look at each other before some of them rush at the Butler and get turned into thousands of slices of meat cubes as they fall to the ground that was littered with their blood, innards, and organs.

Aaron cast a pointed glance at the butler, raising his hand slightly. The butler, an older man named Adrien Warren, who had served the Fletcher family for nearly thirty years, immediately approached. “Mr. Aaron, what can I do for you?” Aaron, with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, said, “Adrien, you’ve been around a long time. Are you really telling me you don’t know what I want?” The butler froze for a moment, bowing his head even lower. “Please tell me, sir.” Aaron leaned back in his chair. “I want some soup.”

“Michael Luther!” the old butler lowered his voice and bellowed. “I’m sure you don’t want Mr. Stewart to learn about that incident too, do you?!” The old butler’s dull eyes clearly showed his age, yet in contradiction to other elderlies of his age, his eyes carried a fierce and sinister look. The person on the other end of the call fell silent for a moment. The old butler’s tightly-furrowed brows loosened up slightly… ‘Glad that you’re scared.’

The butler's eyes almost popped out, he looked at the gentle expression of Asher and was speechless. Asher looked at the Butler calmly, and Said, "Meet my wife and son". The butler almost fell down in shock. He stared at the mini version of Asher and knew that he was telling the truth. So he put on a smile quickly and greeted, "Madam, and young master, welcome to your new home". He was grinning in happiness. Compared to that bitch Chloe, he preferred Kiara. Kiara raised her head up and smiled sweetly at the butler, the butler quickly