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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~

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Chaotic land- Part 3

Belle who had opened the book Vervus was still turning the pages to go to the last one when Edgar slipped past by Lucas to come straight at her with the scythe in his hand ready to strike her so that he could take her back to the high tower. 

She quickly uttered a spell and Edgar for a moment froze but the next second he was free, who almost fell on the ground, "You little thing!" he cursed at Belle.

Belle frowned, wondering why the spell was not working on Edgar. It had worked fine on the other reaper who had sucked Barron and disappeared the fourth Grim out of sight. Why, asked Belle to herself and she rolled away from the ground before Edgar used his scythe to strike right at the place where she was standing.

Because of the impact of his scythe on the ground, more dust raised up in the air and Belle's eyes widened. "Are you trying to kill me?" she asked Edgar, who frowned at her question.