Zanuff The Butcher Novels & Stories

They were so noisy and drinking. “There she is my Nanami,” the man said pointing to a huge white fox inside a huge cage just two meters away from the men. “You need to hide, I can handle this,” Niffa said as she approach the men. “Excuse me, gentlemen,” she said clearing her throat. “Who are you?! Can’t you see we're drinking?” one of the men said in his drunk grating voice. “I know, it smells so bad,” Niffa said as she covered her nose and swipe his fingers from the man’s breath.

Zenos took out new ingredients and decided to prepare the boy's dinner while thinking that he'd make another turducken to coax the boy the next day. Thinking about how the eager Hayden had refused to eat lunch due to overexcitement, Zenos' mood became worse. “What's with the smell?” Hayden, in Zenos' black, large pajama that hung on his smaller frame, stepped into the kitchen. Hayden's nose wrinkled at the faint burnt scent that invaded his nose. Hayden scratched his hair and furrowed his brow when he saw Zenos marinating a fresh batch of meat. What was Zenos' doing? They can't finish the Turducken originally, so why is Zenos cutting a new batch of meat?

I whisper, looking at the man who is trapped under Agnarr’s huge claw. “No! You can’t win. I am the Kingslayer!” Nefzaan spits. Even now, the arrogance in his eyes does not diminish. ‘You have never slayed a king… you murdered them like a coward.’ Agnarr snarls. ‘And now you will face your end.’

"Wake up." Instantly, the bustling kitchen froze. The air pressure dropped. This Master Chef, known as 'The Butcher,' was a legend. Even the Head Beta of the kitchens bowed to him. He rarely cooked, only making dishes for the Alpha King himself, spending the rest of his time sleeping in the corner. The large man snapped his eyes open. A jagged scar ran down his face, making him look terrifying—like a demon ready to devour a soul. Faye hid behind Serena, trembling. The Butcher was as scary as ever. The first time eight-year-old Faye saw him, she had burst into tears. The trauma lingered.

Freyana said. Tari rolled her eyes. "The remaining four are Butcher, the drug addict — that guy is crazy and unpredictable. Avoid him. Jackie, he is the friendly but deadly one, he will lead you into your grave without you knowing until you are buried. Avoid him too. Zero. That one is a no-go area, that guy is cold as ice, he is even worse than Frost. Just like his name, Zero is a total zero — he never smiles, doesn't drink, nor does he smoke. He is the wicked and most devilish one of them. Avoid him with everything in you; in fact, if you see him coming, take the other lane," Freyana spat, her eyes narrowing with despair at each word.

"Kindly go fuck yourself." That literally broke Zane. His head threw back behind his shoulder, laughter spilling out of him uncontrollably. His laughter was so deep and rich that the other patrons looked over in interest, but he didn't even notice them. He told Asher countless times he didn't have to prove anything but the stubborn goat refused to listen. It was so fucking funny the way he clearly couldn't handle the spice and still forced himself. It reminded Zane of himself when he was little and acted the same way. Jennifer would tell him to eat something else, but no, he wanted that maximum spice.

I pacified him and that made him cheer up as he thumped around in my head making me chuckle inwardly. “So this is your mate huh ? How pathetic’, Zang continued wickedly and taunted San. “Really San. I am amazed how do you even put up with his enormous flab and tiny weiner or is it that you have to top him all the time ?” Zang laughed even more wildly at his own jokes. Why the fuck does everyone assume that I have a small weiner ? It is not even scientific. Uneducated assholes.

I pacified him and that made him cheer up as he thumped around in my head making me chuckle inwardly. “So this is your mate huh ? How pathetic’, Zang continued wickedly and taunted San. “Really San. I am amazed how do you even put up with his enormous flab and tiny weiner or is it that you have to top him all the time ?” Zang laughed even more wildly at his own jokes. Why the fuck does everyone assume that I have a small weiner ? It is not even scientific. Uneducated assholes.

Dante nodded at his men, “I never asked what your name was, Lad.” “I am Varyn..Varyn Butcher.” I blurted. “Varyn Butcher... Good luck with your journey. I hope you return soon.” Dante stated. I nodded and walked away with Nia. “Really? Varyn Butcher?” Nia whisperer as we made our way out the building. “He asked so suddenly, I couldn't think of a better name!”