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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~

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
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427 Chs

Chaotic land- Part 4

Lucas' words caught Moore's attention and he didn't go to attack the thirteenth Grim reaper again, "The timekeeper has not shown up to work for more than a decade. What makes you think Winston has a hand in it?" Moore asked curiously. 

"Because I heard it from the timekeeper herself. No Grims have ever taken an interest in the timekeeper. We all have been abiding the rules," stated Lucas. 

"Hard to believe, when the words are coming from the fallen Grim. You should have come directly to the land of the dead rather than fleeing from the scene," replied Moore, "The felony is too much and you will need to bear the consequences of your action. There have been reports of the fallen Grims involvement with the mortals. The black witches to be specific which none of the Hawverts appreciates."