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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

Tower- Part 2

In the tall tower, Barron was tied to the chair with chains so that he wouldn't escape from the tower. Winstone stood in front of Barron, staring at the fourth Grim as he was in a stuffed rabbit. 

"What are your plans, tell me?" demanded Winston. For once, Barron was calm instead of shouting and acting like a wild animal, "What are you doing in a stuffed bunny?"

The Hawvert had only got Barron tied and had dismissed the other reapers, leaving only him and Barron in the room. Being one of the oldest creatures in the land of the dead, Winston wanted power. More power than what he had right now. He was tired of sharing the highest position with the two other Hawverts. Wanting to be the sole leader of the dead and the living, he had started to play with the pawns by involving some dead creatures and some people of the living who were the black witches.