روايات وقصص ضمن Voice Actors For Black Butler

The young man behind the wheels of the vintage vehicle greeted, glancing at the rearview mirror and then his gaze returned to the road. Sarah nodded in response, then rested her head on the side window. Feeling all sort of mixed emotions swirling around in her chest. She closed her eyes for a while, then a thought came into her mind. She immediately opened it. "James right?" She asked looking at the Butler that sat at the other end. James nodded in response, with an expressionless face. "Aren't you too young to be a Butler? You look just a few years older than me."...." .

said the butler with a smirk . " The butler is right ! No matter how sneaky humans are , they wouldn't dare to fool me . Still , I doubt this girl's intentions . Keep an eye on her until she arrives here . " said king Damien with a serious expression . " Sure , your majesty ! " said the butler with a bow then left the room . " Continue back to work ! " said king Damien with a serious tone . " Yes ! Your majesty ! " said the council members and went back to their own work .

Maybe she had one of her secretaries pick me up, so she could torture me faster. But the owner of the black car was wearing a suit that was too expensive for his profession. The way he stood, and his gesture of glancing at that super-expensive watch, were not at all the same as mom's secretary. But above all else, I'll never be able to forget that slice of black hair flowing against the wind. “Butler.” I called out to the butler, before my steps actually reached the front yard of the mansion. “Tell that man the woman he's looking for doesn't exist. And tell him never to set foot in this house again.”

I mock back. “Oh, well in that case,” he pauses, standing tall like a soldier at attention before bowing deeply with an arm outstretched, “a thousand thank yous to her lady’s parts for choosing me.” My jaw drops, and I burst out laughing before reaching behind me to throw a pillow at his head. “Get dressed, dumbass,” I say rolling my eyes. “I’m hungry.”

Said the butler, Jonathan. "Damn, whitmores'!!…" Alaric hissed loudly.

“Yeah. Those b*stards are constantly plotting to kill you. You’ve finally gotten Black Corporation. If you lose it and have to start all over again because of a woman, it’ll be too much of a loss.” Titus exhaled. His gaze was indifferent, and he was unaffected by their words. “I know what I’m doing. Your warnings are unneeded.” He stood up and walked out of the room. Boaz and Sirius shook their heads and sighed. … The doll was all done aside from its voice chip. The R&D department was still searching for a suitable voice. For the purpose of becoming free of Titus as soon as possible, Carol watched some porn to learn from the women in them. Then, she went into the washroom and recorded variou

“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.

The ringing stopped instantly, relief barely formed before the call connected, lifting the screen again as silence flooded the speaker. Jayden's breath hitched. “I didn't…” he spluttered. “I didn't pick…” A voice spoke from the other end, low, calm and amused. “So you can still defend him.” Jayden's entire body went rigid as his eyes moved faster than his brain registered. The voice slid through the phone like ice along his spine. “No….” Jayden scrambled to his feet, holding the door for support. “Who are you?” A quiet chuckle answered him. “I wondered how long it would take,” the man said. “You may call me Black.”

Lucy, Anaya and Zhavia took their seats reluctantly. After serving Butler and cook left from their. Celestine chatted with them on random stuff while having her dinner. The awkward atmosphere was turned into friendly. ~~~~~~~ "This young girl has a soft heart." Cook said to Butler while his eyes were on Celestine. He was a middle aged man with thick black eyebrows and round eyes with chubby nose and puffed up lips. His whole body was like a human meat ball. "Yes. Sir is lucky to have her in his life" Butler nodded his head in agreement.

Laurel's eyes widen in disbelief and her hand form into a fist. "I'm not a goddamn spiderman!" She exclaimed sharply and let out a growl like a hostile stray cat. "Nobody said that," Mort said, unconcerned at all. He thrust his hands into his pocket and turn his back on her. Laurel rolled her eyes. "Boss, shall I bring the guns?" The Butler asked who was standing behind them. He is the chauffeur and drives them to the given location.