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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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Bunny and the Grim- Part 3

Barron hearing this couldn't stop the smile and stepped forward and back into the circle where the black witches stood. The rabbit walked towards the witcher as if looking lost until deciding to drop dead next to the person but the witcher was no idiot to notice that this wasn't a living rabbit but it was a stuffed rabbit doll that could be made use of as a voodoo doll. 

The witcher picked up the stuffed rabbit, "Where did you come from?" asked the witcher, picking up the rabbit in his hand he took a closer look at the toy. The witcher carried it along with him to where the other fellow witcher stood. 

"What did you pick there? A girl's doll?" asked the witch, "It looks dirty and thrown. Throw it away."

"What? Why?" asked the witcher intrigued with the toy. Its hands were long and lean. A rabbit that had lost an eye to be buttoned up in a different place and the body structure long with flappy long ears.