Luci Price wasn't usually the kind of girl to go clubbing, but she needed the night away from work stress. Dressed to impress the men and beat out a bad storm, she walked into the elevator of her apartment and pressed the button to the lobby. Then the lights began to flicker. The shafts began to screech with horror. The elevator dropped and gradually came to a slow and gentle stop... ...on the forty-second floor of Hotel Locus, the luxurious hotel run by Machiavelli, a madman with a sadistic smile. The drinks are free at The Galaxies bar, and the bartenders have open ears and open eyes to all stories. It's an extended stay in a hotel where any moment is a roulette for your sanity. Any floor or room not assigned to you can mean the end of coherent thought. There are only three rules: 1. Don't wander. There is nothing to see. 2. Only drink what you can handle. There is nothing to heal a hangover here. 3. You may not leave under any circumstance. Consider this home, sweet home.

All but one are dead now. She alone survived. Akura-ou, back with a vengeance after escaping the world between life and death, wants the land god's daughter all for himself. Tomoe, humbled and now working with a set of guardian shikigami, wants nothing more than his wife's safety and is willing to do whatever it takes to keep her alive. Ophelia, now a deity and newfound daughter of Mikage, wants her dear husband to stop the fighting and fears that these new powers will ruin her. The world is engulfed in miasma and despair. Shadows loom over the once firework-lit streets. Blessed be the girl and all who have hope in the life she brings... Disclaimer: Mature content/rating is for violence and gore. No foul language or sexual themes are allowed in the comments and neither is it used in the story. I do not own any of the Kamisama Kiss characters; only my own. Please vote and comment. Follow for a follow back!

[COMPLETED] Highest ranking: #1 in sebastianxoc & #1 in blackbutlerfanfic Quinlan Kingston, the black swan of the Phantomhive estate, knows the secrets of the manor. She is aware of the contract between the butler and child earl. She knows the backgrounds of the servants. She knows all their secrets. The only way she is allowed to know such things and live is to keep the household safe. A skilled combat fighter and spy, Quinlan is made useful by becoming the parlor maid and guard for Ciel Phantomhive, head of the Phantomhive earldom. She only fears the curse set upon her and the horrors it will ensue in due time. Until then, the late night talking, the relaxing after chores and other secret moments of normalcy with the estate's demon will do well as a distraction from the imminent doom. However, this little fiasco is far from romance. And yet she dares to dance with the devil with her inquiring: is this love or something else? Disclaimer: The mature rating/warning is for violence. No sexual situations/language are used in this story. Any comments with sexual/vulgar/inappropriate content is prohibited. The following is a fan-based story. Kuroshitsuji and Black Butler is owned by their current contractors and Yana Toboso. Please support the official release. Remember to vote and subscribe. Comments are greatly appreciated. Follow for a follow back! Enjoy!

Highest rank: #3 in blackbutlerfanfic Note: This is not a Sebaxciel fan fiction. Psychrophobia - the fear of cold, ice or frost. When Astre and Ciel Phantomhive and their dearest friend, Ember Lane, go missing in a snow storm, everyone is thrown into high alert. The three are key roles in society as the successors of nobles and the Queen's Guard Dogs, policeman of England's Underground. In the distance is a palace of ice where wyverns and beasts guard the entrance gates and infrastructure. Inside resides a king, a man dubbed Sebastian by the youngest twin, who takes the three as slaves and servants to go on dangerous missions to steal jewels and gold and diamonds. Despite the overhanging threat of having their bodies frozen and their souls taken, the trio devise a plan to escape the king. If only Ember could carry out such a plan... Disclaimer: The mature rating/warning is for violence. No sexual situations/language are used in this story. Any comments with sexual/vulgar/inappropriate content is prohibited. The following is a fan-based story. Kuroshitsuji and Black Butler is owned by their current contractors and Yana Toboso. Please support the official release. All chapters are lyrics from Coldplay's Violet Hill. The pictures are colorized versions of the original manga. This story is based on the Ice King AU. The events of the dreaded night did not occur, the parents are alive, the twins are still together, Our!Ciel is named Astre and Sebastian is the Ice King and not a demon. All of my characters and the story ideas are mine. Please vote and support! Comments are greatly appreciated! Thank you for reading!

Highest rank: #84 in tomoe They're all dead now. Every single one of them. Akura-ou, trapped in the world between life and death once more, succeeded in his plans to take down all gods on land, in the sky and inside the bottom of the sea. Tomoe, back to being a demon, finds himself roaming the earth, searching blindly and plundering to find the perfect wife. Ophelia James, waiting for ten years to be stolen away, dreads becoming the bride of a demon. The world is set ablaze with fox fire and smoke. Blood paints the streets. Long live the king of all who dare to live among the demons... Disclaimer: Mature content/rating is for violence and gore. No foul language or sexual themes are allowed in the comments and neither is it used in the story. I do not own any of the Kamisama Kiss characters; only my own. Please vote and comment. Follow for a follow back!