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 Chapter Eight  The Final Chapter The door had a dark aura behind it. Everytime she looked at it, she wanted to run away in fear. It crept up behind her, that deadly glare. At dinner, school, moments alone in the hall. It was time to face the one person who wanted her dead. Ayato Sakamaki. The other brothers acted nicer to her, but Ayato was the challenge. He was possessive, demented, and frightening to (Name). She thought she would survive, but looking at this door made her doubt that thought. If this was her choice, she would hide in her room. She had never been afraid of a challenge, but these boys had changed her whole perspective. Wha

To Make You Forget (Ciel Phantomhive x Reader) It was eerily quiet in the Phantomhive manor.  There was a heavy tension that was almost tangible.  Everyone knew what day it was.  Even you, the new maid.  You had only worked for the young earl for about a month but you had grown rather attached to him.  And knowing what a dark and troubling day it was, you decided that you should do something to “lighten the mood”.                                                  Knock, knock, knock!  “May I come in?” There was a slight pause.  You gripped the broom in your hands tightly as your eyes scanned up and down the thick oak

The sun was just beginning to set over Phantomhive Manor. The sun had been rather strong for January and had melted most of the snow, leaving small white patches all over the garden the day before. The temperature had then dropped to freezing the gardens and surrounding fields into an icy slip and slide. Finny's POV ------------------------------------------------ I stared at the orange sky wistfully. The warm light reflected beautifully off of the ice covered grass making it sparkle like gemstones. The cold winds whipped around me, blowing my coat up and allowing frosty air into it. It didn't really bug me though. I'm just thankful that I

 Ciel Phantomhive, head of the Phantomhive household, was pouring over numerous withered documents sprawled across his desk. The feather of his quill was pressed lazily to his lips, one cerulean eye traveling the thickly printed lines. A shrill shriek broke his thoughts, his door bursting open. It slammed shut just as quickly, the sound of panting becoming evident. A flash of ruffled skirts crossed the room, diving behind his desk.  Leaning back in his cushioned chair, Ciel was met with a pair of (e/c) eyes. "(Name)? What the bloody hell are you...?" "Shush!" You interrupted, pressing a finger to his mouth. Ciel was becoming quite pert

((OKAY~~~~~~~~ Heres something kinda new~ I'm making some kind of trade with !AngelTFX (https://www.deviantart.com/angeltfx) ~ She make me a Ciel icon and I made this~~~<3 I'm super excited to see how it comes out, but for now~~~~ ENJOY! ^^)) You made a deal with a friend at school, no, your best friend, Ciel Phantomhive. You've known each other as long as you could remember, you still thought his name was a bit odd, but he said he was named from his ancestor so you just went with it. You were okay friends with his cousin, Elizabeth, who you could tell had a HUGE crush on Ciel. No matter how weird it was to others... Both of their families are pretty rich, but you aren't

LEGEND (f/n) ~ first name (l/n) ~ last name (n/n) ~ nickname (h/c) ~ hair color (h/l) ~ hair length (e/c) ~ eye color (f/c) ~ favorite color (2nd f/c) ~ 2nd favorite color __________________________________________________________________________________________ "What do you say, my lady, join me in a dance?" He just stood there, smiling and waiting for you to agree. Confidence etched out into every feature. "I...um...." You were trapped, that much you were sure of. He, similar to that of a spider's tactics, had ensnared you within the web of strict etiquette. You couldn't refuse him without being rude and unladylike, which would have br

LEGEND (f/n) ~ first name (l/n) ~ last name (n/n) ~ nickname (h/c) ~ hair color (h/l) ~ hair length (e/c) ~ eye color (f/c) ~ favorite color (2nd f/c) ~ 2nd favorite color _________________________________________________________________________________________ After a few more minutes of silent, eager riding, the carriage finally slowed to a stop. A tall man approached, and opened that door for you in an almost graceful fashion. Beside you, Katherine gave an almost inaudible gasp, and you turned just in time to catch her trying to hide a small, but clearly visible blush on her elegant face. You felt your eyebrows rise slightly at h

LEGEND (f/n) ~ first name (l/n) ~ last name (n/n) ~ nickname (h/c) ~ hair color (h/l) ~ hair length (e/c) ~ eye color (f/c) ~ favorite color (2nd f/c) ~ 2nd favorite color ___________________________________________________________________________________ "Mistress (f/n)! We must hurry or we shall be late for the party!" Sighing, you place a small piece of embroidered silk in the book you were reading to mark your page. You then stand from the beautiful mahogany desk in your family's study and reluctantly walk over to the doorway where your personal handmaiden, Miranda, was pointlessly worrying herself again. Used to the scattered mumbling