Long from home In time and distance No more shall he roam For he has found his princess COVER IMAGE PROPERTY OF USER @annaliesedesu

[DISCONTINUED] ❝ a childhood love will cease when the demon takes its feast ❞ Narcissus DEFYING REASON © VIGILANTEA 2016.

Blanche is the head of her household now. Armed with her own servants and a divine butler, she sets out to right the wrongs of her family. Of course, it wouldn't be as difficult if Ciel Phantomhive, the Queen's Watchdog, wasn't hellbent on interfering. While she tries to fulfil what she considers to be her duty, will she escape the throes of scandal and death known to run thick in her family's blood?

"I will wait, dear. A Patient of Eternity, my crush. A universal still, no rust." ... Charlotte has always had a rather morbid obsession with death. After losing her father at a tender age, and her mother some years later, Charlotte is left all alone in the world with no one to depend on. That is, until she meets the Undertaker, the man who deals with death as though it is the most beautiful part of life. Under his tuition, she begins to learn the secrets of his dark trade -- and in turn, also begins to question whether or not the man she is slowly falling in love with is entirely human... (cover by @violinfreakk ) NOTE: This story was first published on the sixth of August 2013 -- meaning that any information which has been fabricated may conflict with subsequent chapters of manga. Please remember this!

"Hold me close, don't let go, watch me burn...In this Hospital for Souls." "...the one thing that is absolutely awful about being a reaper is the eyesight problems that come with it, he has decided. Even now, in the sunlight (the accursed sunlight, almost burning through his excuse for a skin), holding the stupid list two inches from his damn face, he is still having difficulty reading the names. "Jarrod Fineman," he murmurs aloud, still squinting at the paper. "Aged twenty five. Died on the 12th of March, 1894; cause of death... butter knife to the heart." His nose wrinkles as he connects the dots; the butter knife with the butler, the butler with the demon, the demon with the earl. It was evident - a business deal gone wrong, which had resulted in Jarrod's rather ignorant move to attempt to shoot Ciel Phantomive. The demon had moved without hesitation; the reaper had watched as he tore the man's throat open, while at the same time skewering him in the chest. Phantomhive looked on, completely unfazed, as the crimson blood pooled on the floor of the magnificent palace that he liked to call a mansion. Afterwards, he cleared his throat, and said to the butler: 'Clean it up. I have other business to attend to." Sebastian Michaelis had bowed dutifully at the waist, his demeanor totally serious. "Yes, my Lord." He had watched as Michaelis so very carefully mopped the floor, almost as if he were in cheerful ignorance about the corpse in front of him. He could not have known about the reaper in the room with him already, with his own strict expression, his wicked scythe in the form of a heavy axe. Watching him, ever moment that had unfolded, whilst judging the dead man secretly. He had already sent him to Hell..."

To you who has forgotten, I will write to you. I will write to your past self, as well as to your present. I will imprint my feelings for you here. What I want to say to you, what I felt and am feeling for you. Maybe one day when I go, You will pick up these notes? To you who has forgotten, Please, will you ⓡⓔⓜⓔⓜⓑⓔⓡ ⓜⓔ ⓢⓞⓜⓔⓓⓐⓨ?

Ciel Phantomhive is called to solve the case involving a series of killings that mirror gruesome fairy tales. But finding the killer may take more assistance than just from his loyal butler, Sebastian Michaelis. Ciel hires a bookstore clerk, April Phillips, for her extensive knowledge in stories. But while she proves to be a respectable ally of the Queen's watchdog, Sebastian suspects there may be more to her than just her human limitations.

Veronica Cartwright. White hair, grass green eyes, alabaster skin... nothing too mysterious. To an outsider, a normal girl. The thing is, this girl has a funny habit: she doesn't age. At all. The young Earl Phantomhive would label his maid a demon... were it not for the fact that she did not have the blood red eyes Sebastian said all demons have. So... just what is she? -I DO NOT OWN KUROSHITSUJI-

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Escaping from her haunted past and her captors, she finds herself crossing paths with Ciel Phantomhive. Ciel saw a new game, something about her that kept him intrigued. As their lives entwined, Ciel finds himself becoming a pawn in this game. Ciel X OC. [REWORK IN PROGRESS] #KuroWatty2014 #1stPlace #CielPhantomhivecatergory