"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..."

Dogs are loyal towards their masters. Without hesitation, they will follow their master's commands, sacrificing themselves by throwing their body in front of the enemy. They sit and fetch like a loyal creature, following each of their masters instructions. Cats are known as cunning and manipulative. Yet they patiently stay under their master, until the last moment when they strike with their vicious sharp claws. They are never completely loyal, they will leave when their master no longer interest them. They detest anything that is annoying. Yet these two drastically different in character and thought share the similar history. History that haunts both of them at night.... One stands loyal by the Queen's side as her faithful watchdog, while the other purrs as she sits on the queens lap, her sharp claws ready to strike at any moment... **** A melodic laughter is lightly heard through the quiet ally. The young Phantomhive Earl tensed at the familiar voice. His butler swiftly reaches into his jacket preparing to grab the multiple knives he had hidden. "My, my... Isn't it such a coincidence to meet the Queen's watchdog at such place, Ciar?" The smooth and young, yet wise voice chuckled. "It does seem like such a coincidence my lady." Another voice was heard. Though compared to the first, it was much deeper and filled with malice. The Earl grimaced in distaste his nose scrunching, "Sebastian, it looks like the lap cats have decide to show up...." BOOK COVER BY: skyestorms She's very talented so follow her!!!!!

"Death is inevitable. Death is unpredictable. Death is merciless." Daisy Crale considers herself the most sane and sensible amongst the frivolity and unnecessary pampering that is English nobility. She also happens to be considered the oddest of them all. Facing the rigid structure of society, she simply seeks to be different - which translates to her simply being loony. Never taking the accusations to heart, Daisy's faith is tested when her world turns upside down and inside out. Is her oddity just that and nothing more? Perphaps she would lose something more than her dignity: her sanity. Could there be a fate worse than this? Yes. In turn, she may just lose her life. 3/1/17: Story O N H O L D. ♤ • ♡ • ◇ • ♧ • D I S C L A I M E R • ♧ • ◇ • ♡ • ♤ I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler. All rights go to the original creators. I only own my OC'S and plot line. I do NOT own any videos or pictures that may be uploaded with each chapter. This content is used for entertainment purposes only.

"And there's no room In This Hell, but there's no room in the next." ... Grace Harcourt is a bachelorette, and a very esteemed one at that; the only issue is, she seems to have trouble with doing what she is told, and also, holding her tongue. The black sheep of the family? Maybe. However, when she becomes acquainted with Gregory Violet, a bachelor in his own right and a master artist, she begins to entrust herself to him -- this man, so different, so cold, yet so capable of something else, something more. But is this the happy ending that Grace is looking for? Or is there something else lurking in the shadows that threatens to ruin everything? (cover by @violinfreakk) NOTE: This story was first published on the ninth of April 2015 -- meaning that any information that has been fabricated may conflict with subsequent chapters of the manga. Please remember this!

One shocking arrival at The Phantomhive Manor changes Ciel's life forever. What secrets does she hold beneath her silk sash belt? How has she survived for so long? Could it have something to do with her clumsy, but mysterious friend? Maybe. Lets find out, shall we? _________________________________ Cover by: XxLadyLadyxX All Kuroshitsuji characters belong to Yana Toboso (Ciel, Sebastian.. etc) Contains no spoilers. Updates spontaneously, with at least 1000 words.

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

Moving into London, she was just another girl trying to graduate with a degree. But how did an innocent move result in her rooming with the world's most arrogant, egoistical twenty year old man? Ciel Phantomhive is insufferable, but as time passes, she soon realizes that he is much more - the heir to an international corporation and the world's largest pain in the butt. Ciel/OC This story may be rated 'Mature' in the future. _______________________________ Disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji is a masterpiece created by Yana Toboso-sensei. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of my imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is coincidental. The image used for the cover page does not belong to me, but to the rightful owner (which I don't know who)

"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!

can you hear it? because it's calling my name, your name... our name. Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji / Black Butler, all rights go to Yana Toboso.

-- as·tral pro·jec·tion /astrəl/ /prəˈjekSH(ə)n/ noun. the mysterious ability to project one's soul outside the body. -- Delilah James, thirteen years old, tethering between life and death with every wheezy breath she takes. The soul-slipping power of astral projection, the one 'good' thing Delilah gained from her on-off sort of lifestyle, seems to be her only escape from the brutality of her illness. With it, she is able to enter the place where human bodies cannot; the space between the living and eternally dead in which spirits linger. And it's within that same place where Delilah comes across a very eccentric, daisy-haired, secretive soul by the name of Alois Trancy. ｛kuroshitsuji\blackbutler, major au｝ ｛alois trancy x oc, friendship｝ ｛warnings: scary things & sensitive topics｝