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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

Why me??- Part 1

Belle had a look of shock on her face, staring at her aunt who had been shot right at the centre of her head, in front of her by Lucas, who had returned home a minute ago. She was speaking to her aunt Irene, trying to get her out of the mansion as quick as possible. She had seen this before, this melted body and her eyebrows drew in together in a deep frown. A switcher...but there was something more in here because she caught sight of a shadow that started to slip away and Lucas snapped his finger for the shadow to stop that was trying to escape. 

She quickly stepped away from it, seeing how the shadow was trying to move closer to each other, like threads going to a particular spot to create a creature. 

"Is this is a spirit?" asked Belle, her hands had already pulled out the blue light from her hand.

"I didn't know we had a guest from the land of the dead," commented Greed to pull out his scythe.