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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

We have each other- Part 1

Barron was in shock, since the time Lucas had mentioned about the list. On who was having the highest bounty on their head in the land of the dead while who had the least bounty in the fallen Grims. Three days passed and since the time he had heard it. Barron had kept annoying Lucas,

"What if you heard it wrong?" asked the rabbit, coming around to stand in front of Lucas. 

"It might be possible," sighed Lucas, who was tired with the repeated question and he decided to agree to everyting that Barron said. 

Barron quickly moved back to keep up with Lucas who was not standing in one place as they were decorating the Christmas tree right now, "Why did you say the reaper said I had the highest bounty then?" asked Barron, tugging Lucas' trouser to get his attention.

"Because he said so," came the bland answer from Lucas. 

"He must be lying!" hissed Barron for the umpteenth time.