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~
Chaotic- Part 2
Barron had not expected the death reapers to find him rolling around as he had almost camouflage himself with the snow. At least, that is what Barron thought not realising that while the snow was white, his fur was off-white in colour.
"What kind of animal is this?" asked the death reaper, trying to kick and push Barron's back with his boney feet.
This little piece of shit! How dare he try to kick him! Barron thought to himself, and he was ready to bite the reaper before realising biting wouldn't work as they were not in their mortal forms.
"Who cares, just look for the Grim reaper! The next thing we come to know is the reaper has disappeared. The bounty is high!" hissed the other reaper.