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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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Span of time- Part 1

The candles in the church burned that were lit as a woman continued to light the rest of the candles one after another. Turning to look outside the long windows, Isabell noticed how the sky had turned darker compared to the time of the morning. It looked like it was going to rain again. A land that never stopped raining over and over again.

When she turned around she noticed someone standing in the corner of her eyes. Turning her head, she noticed it was Lucas.

"What happened?" she asked, noticing the blood that was splattered over his face and his clothes that were soaked in red color.

"Do you have some change of clothes in your church that I could use?" Lucas asked to see her nod.