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~
Catch- Part 1
The reaper stood looking at the graveyard which had creatures swarming around like flies over a dead body. He had seen a person near the grave, possibly a girl, fresh soul that had appeared in the land of the dead which wasn't new. But there was something strange in the wind, something unique that he could tell why the creatures were trying to feed on her. It was something very sweet yet powerful.
When he started to walk, his robes dragged on the ground.
The robes that were worn were old and torn at the ends. When he stepped into the cemetery which was nothing but useless, the other creatures who had swarmed in started to scatter and make way for him, going back to the shadows where they belonged to. He looked at the hellhound that had fallen back.