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Belle Adams' Butler

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~

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
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427 Chs

Craving life- Part 2

Councilman Joshua stared at the woman after the woman claimed to be Miss Adams' mother. His eyebrows were drawn together as he stared at the woman as he was there when the body was taken to the council. He wondered if there was some sort of joke going around here, where the woman and Miss Adams was playing with him. But when his eyes shifted to look at the young vampiress, she looked nothing but serious. 

Belle didn't know how to manage both the people together. Here was the councilman who wanted to interrogate Lucas and here was a person who was not her mother but a creature who had sheathed itself as her mother. 

"Councilman, did you have questions for me?" asked Lucas and the man spared another look before turning to Lucas. 

"Yes, it was about Miss Susan and Miss Olivia's case," answered the councilman. 

"Why don't we take this to another room?" Lucas tried to manoeuvre the councilman out of the kitchen and away from the fake Mrs. Adams.