butler voice

After his divorce, Lu Liang suddenly felt as if he was already half-buried now, after all, he could hear the sound of a revolving lantern, a sign of impending death. But then, he discovered that the noise was actually messages from the future, leading to a dramatic turn in his life. ... Living in the secular world, we are all ordinary people. Being ordinary isn't too bad; greedy for wealth, lustful, dark-hearted, selfish... [Not a single female lead, enter at your own discretion]

Lu Xuan, a graduate of Zhijiang University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, travels to a parallel world that doesn't value traditional Chinese medicine much. Because of his forthrightness, he offended the department head and was sent to work at a Health Center. Originally thinking that his life was almost over, Lu Xuan discovered that he could hear the Heart's Voice of traditional Chinese medicine. "Aversion to cold, fever, obvious tenderness with rebound pain in the entire abdomen, positive psoas sign..." [Intestinal abscess, how unlucky this guy is. Use downward-draining method to relieve, attack and expel, moisten and unblock to guide the stool and eliminate stagnation to cleanse substantial heat, this illness... rhubarb, mirabilite... it's up to you.]

Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~

Als Belle mehrere Stunden vor Morgengrauen aus einem Albtraum aufwachte, holte sie sich ein Glas Wasser. Sie hielt vor dem Fenster ihrer Küche inne, als sie eine brennende Laterne vor dem Garten ihres Herrenhauses bemerkte. Ihr Butler stand dort mit einer Schaufel in der Hand. Dies war keine Stunde zum Gärtnern. Neugierig machte sie sich nach draußen, aber als sie nah genug herangekommen war, um eine große und tiefe Grube neben ihrem ewig stoischen und höflichen Butler zu sehen, sah sie, wie er einen verwesten Körper aufhob. EINE LEICHE! Ihre Augen weiteten sich ängstlich, als sie ihren gutaussehenden Butler sah, wie er den verwesenden Körper in das frische Loch warf. Sie fragte entsetzt: "Was tust du da?!" Überrascht, seine junge Herrin zu dieser Stunde wach zu sehen, starrte er sie mit demselben Gesichtsausdruck an, den er all die Jahre beibehalten hatte. Er hatte sichergestellt, dass sie schlief, bevor er hierherkam. "Gärtnern." "Und die Leiche?!", schaute sie ihn ungläubig an. "Dünger", antwortete er ihr, bevor er die Schaufel aufhob, die auf dem Boden lag. Belle war jetzt sicher, dass etwas von ihrem Butler Besitz ergriffen hatte. Wer vergrub schon Leichen als Gartenpflanze?! Dann hörte sie ihn fragen: "Möchten Sie mir beim Einpflanzen helfen, Fräulein Adams?" Er schenkte ihr ein süßes Lächeln. Hinweis: Wenn Sie ein Buch mit Komödie, leichtherziger Romanze und einem gotischen Hintergrund genießen. Dieses Buch ist für Sie~

They say the body has memory. I didn’t believe that until I started waking up soaked in sweat and c*m, my heart racing, my fingers trembling, my lips parted as if I’d been whispering his name in sleep. But I never even knew his real name. I remember his voice though, how it curled around me like smoke, soft and deep, commanding yet kind, dark and dangerous. He never touched me. Never laid a hand on me. But I came so hard, I cried. Now, every night, I crave it. That voice. That whisper that made my knees weak. That sin I never thought I’d want. I thought I was straight. Now, I’m not even sure I’m sane. And I think I’d ruin myself just to hear it again. For 25 years, Zayn lived in a world of straight expectations, dating girls, chasing pleasure that always ended in silence and frustration. Sex was a routine, not release. Until one bored night, chasing a thrill, he said yes to something different. A man in a club offered him more than money, he offered a secret, a night of satisfaction like he’d never known. But when Zayn entered that hotel room, he didn’t expect him, the rich, cold, dangerously alluring heir of a conservative empire, whose father publicly condemns everything he hides in the dark. What started as a one-night experiment turned into a dangerous addiction. Without a single touch, Zayn was broken open, undone, and made to scream, cry, and beg, only through sound. Now, even back home, Zayn trembles when he hears his voice in dreams, in memory, in madness. His sheets are always wet. His nights are restless. His body wants more. And the worst part? He's starting to want him, too. 18+ WARNING This story contains explicit male-male content, intense erotic scenes, and psychological seduction. If you're not ready for a world where a voice can break you, proceed cautiously. Read at your discretion.

After defeating the fallen god-king in divine war, Ziel Grisel (Ken Nijisaki) is cursed by his opponent and loses all his emotions. Ken feels the emptiness in his life and decides to create reincarnation magic by using his innate ability to dispel the curse. Nine hundred years have passed, and Ken has been successfully reincarnated. Unfortunately, the curse cannot be removed, and Ken is forced to live in that era without his emotions. After learning that fact, Ken is determined to live a quiet and peaceful life as... a butler?

**Mature Content!** "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawson, you can marry my daughter Marga but Sabrina is an exception." "Why? She's your daughter I thought you and my parents had already arranged this marriage. And I choose Sabrina. I won't marry anyone but Sabrina." "Then why Sabrina?" "Let's say that Sabrina and I have a special thing back then," Gabriel said with a little smile. Ferdinand frowned and was curious. "Well, she might deny it." Sabrina Mondragon Alvarez – is a mute rich woman. She's an introvert and hated getting along with rich people who always talk about senseless stuff. She was bullied by socialite but never they knew that behind that innocent-looking woman hides a strong and powerful aura. Being quiet doesn't mean weak but is something more dangerous than anything. Silence would lead all of her enemies to one place that can also be called danger. Soon, she'll have them in the place that she's secretly reserving for those who made her life and family miserable. She said to be someone who can't speak not until he came and chose her to be his wife. Gabriel Lawson - a rich powerful tycoon with a strong background. He fell in love with the woman he had a one night stand with and chose her to be his wife. He would do anything for her. And for those people who hurt her--they must pay a thousand folds. BOOK 2 is here! Please follow for my next novel. Click the link below or just search for Arranged Marriage: Dangerous Heiress You can follow me Discord @ TheIllusionist#4504

What was my name again? I suppose it doesn’t matter anymore, after all, I already left that life behind. Now, I dedicate my entire being to serving the Villainess. Everything else is secondary. *** A Sociopath, that was the only correct way to describe him. On Earth, he lived as a quiet observer, one whose days lacked meaning. Until he found her. A side character at first, then the final villainess of a cliché fantasy manhwa and thus, his obsession was born. After a sequence of strange events led to him being hit by a truck.... He died. But in these type of stories, death was rarely ever the end. When he opened his eyes again, it was not to heaven nor hell, but to a familiar world, one that had remained only in pages. But he didn't awaken as the hero, Villain or even a helpful side character. Instead, he was reborn as a butler, one that died even before the story began, and meant to serve Renelle Ardent. The woman destined to descend into villainy, to be cast aside by society, and to die beneath the weight of her own obsession. But this time, she would not stand alone. Just one tiny difference though... The Villainess is not following the script

Wie war noch mal mein Name? Ich schätze, das spielt keine Rolle mehr, schließlich habe ich dieses Leben bereits hinter mir gelassen. Jetzt widme ich mein ganzes Sein dem Dienst an der Schurkin. Alles andere ist zweitrangig. *** Ein Soziopath, das war die einzig richtige Beschreibung für ihn. Auf der Erde lebte er als stiller Beobachter, dessen Tage ohne Bedeutung waren. Bis er sie fand. Zuerst eine Nebenfigur, dann die finale Schurkin eines klischeehaften Fantasy-Manhwas, und so wurde seine Besessenheit geboren. Nach einer Reihe seltsamer Ereignisse, die dazu führten, dass er von einem Lastwagen erfasst wurde ... starb er. Aber in dieser Art von Geschichten war der Tod selten das Ende. Als er seine Augen wieder öffnete, befand er sich weder im Himmel noch in der Hölle, sondern in einer vertrauten Welt, die bisher nur auf den Seiten existiert hatte. Aber er erwachte nicht als Held, Schurke oder gar als hilfreiche Nebenfigur. Stattdessen wurde er als Butler wiedergeboren, einer, der noch vor Beginn der Geschichte starb und dazu bestimmt war, Renelle Ardent zu dienen. Die Frau, die dazu bestimmt war, zur Schurkin zu werden, von der Gesellschaft verstoßen zu werden und unter der Last ihrer eigenen Besessenheit zu sterben. Aber dieses Mal würde sie nicht allein sein. Nur ein winziger Unterschied allerdings ... Die Schurkin hält sich nicht an das Drehbuch -----------

Su Mo transmigrated into a Beast World novel as a delicate cannon fodder female, starting right in the middle of a forced, melodramatic scene. What's more embarrassing is that she was caught in the act... Her fiancé, the Young Master Snake, regarded her with utter disgust: "Don't think you can have me by using such despicable tricks! I want to break off the engagement!" Su Mo assessed the situation, feigning a tearful apology to try and save the situation, while inwardly cringing and complaining. [I wouldn't want this cold-blooded animal even if he were given to me for free! He's not even as cute or pettable as the kitten from the next village~] [What a waste of those scales. He doesn't even know how to maintain them properly. They're all barbed. He deserves to be single!] Mo Xiao, who suddenly heard her inner thoughts, felt his ear tips turn beet red: "...!!!" Su Mo was clueless. [This Mo Xiao guy is cold and heartless, and his intentions are hard to fathom. That damned bird Fei Yan is arrogant and difficult to please. That damned fox Yue Ying appears gentle but is actually a lunatic with a dagger hidden behind his smile. That dead fish Ye Yuan is gloomy and paranoid. And Cang Lan, that black panther, is just a cold-blooded killer. I want to swap them out! Right now!] [Huh? That dragon over there isn't bad. He has abs and good looks~ Most importantly, he's brainless and easy to fool~ Target locked!] The group of fiancé Beast Husbands watching from the side exclaimed in unison: "Don't even think about it!" Su Mo: "..." Are they crazy? They despise her to death, yet they're unwilling to break off the engagement? And now they're all sticking to me like superglue. What's the big idea?!