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~
Tea party- Part 2
Mr. Robinson was a man in his early thirties, who wore a brown coat and had a very thin moustache. He was a man who belonged to the average vampire community like herself who now swayed. His eyes were red and it had Belle wondering how much alcohol was taken in by the man.
"Lady Belle," oh no, thought Belle to herself.
"Mr. Robinson," she greeted wondering how this man had slipped in here. It was probably one of her relatives who had invited him.
"How are you doing? It's been very long since we last met each other. I am so sorry for what happened to your parents. It is a true loss and tragedy."