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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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Let me kill you- Part 4

When her eyes pushed back to turn red, Belle looked at the next closest object which would be enough to knock George down on the ground, and she just did that. Another statue came flying when she placed a spell that had him fall—she pulled out the knife that brought tears in her eyes. And it was then she decided to kill him as she had tried to make him understand that only failed. 

Belle had been hesitant before because she was the girl who valued the remaining relationships she had with, the only few people left in this world. She had no relatives and only a few people who she cared who were turning out to be dead. It ached her heart. 

Her hand clutched on the knife he had stabbed her, preparing herself she raised her hand ready to push the blade through his chest, but George moved away from the ground and tackled her. Fighting with the knife and forced her on the ground.