A Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji fanfic (I own only my OC, nothing else. Also, this is going by the manga, so spoilers possibly)

Marliegha was never one to be angry, sad, or generally anything other than happy.... until it's all torn away from her. Marliegha wants revenge. Revenge against the man who took her last bit of happiness from her. Her anger summons something that could be her salvation.... Or her end. Sebastian has been inconsolable these past twenty years. Contracts have become meaningless once again. His heart aches to no end. Nothing can cure him. Or can it...?

This is the Sequel I promised. It's been a long while since Mercy left to become a reaper. Life has been treating her and Grell very well. We join our three favorite reapers (Grell, William, and Ronald) decorating for a welcome party for three new 'living legends'. When they finally meet these new reapers they find that they have met their match. But meanwhile Mercy is playing guardian angel and is watching a family descendant who has become the personal hand maid of our favorite young lord Ciel Phantomhive.

It's been 14 years since Ciel Phantomhive sold his soul to Sebastian so he could take revenge on those that killed his parents. Revenge has been exacted and Ciel is content with himself. However, he always ponders why Sebastian did not take his soul, as was agreed. Elizabeth, unable to bare the thought of losing Ciel, has, unknowingly to Ciel, made a second deal to Sebastian. What did she trade him for Ciel's soul? What will Ciel think when he finds out? Find out in Traded to the Archbishop of Hell! (I do not own Black Butler or any of the characters, only Maria and any others I create) (Also, in this story Ciel and Elizabeth are NOT cousins. Come on, thats, just wrong) (This story is officially dedicated to cookierock for inspiring me to write this book/fanfic. Thnkx cookie!)

Kat and the gang are back for another adventure. Going back before Serina was born Sebastian and Kat face a terrible foe, each other! While working through their newlywed woes people are disappearing off the streets only to reappear days later with strange wounds. Does the Earl Trancy and his bizarre butler have anything to do with this?