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~
Bunny and the Grim- Part 4
The witches hearing this looked at Lucas and the witcher was the first one to go and attack him with no notice but Lucas stepped away from the man and raised his leg and kicked the witcher to have the man slide through the ground in force.
"He pulled my fucking ear!" Barron complained. The ear was already loose on Mr. Fluffs' head and it was Barron himself who had been touching his ear over and over again while calling it soft that had slowly started to release the ear away from the head of the rabbit that had turned it loose.
And though Barron had complained, the witches didn't hear a word he said and could only see the rabbit stomp on the ground and the ends of its hands turned to fists.
The witch who looked at this started to laugh, "What a cute rabbit you have there," said the woman and then turned her gaze to look at Lucas, "A vampire with a moving rabbit. How rare. How did you do it?" asked the woman in curiosity.