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~
Bloodbath- Part 1
It took Belle a second to realise the person she had taken in, given food, sat next to in front of the fireplace was not George she knew, but it was a spirit from the land of the dead. She felt her face turn pale at this realisation. She hadn't expected things to become like this. Neither did Lucas nor Barron and Belle see this coming. The person had been good in deceiving them, and it seemed like he had waited for Lucas to leave.
"You don't look happy," stated George, the smile on his lips falling as he said, "Is it because I released the man you had tied or is it because of how I look right now?"