Bruce Wayne Mansion Novels & Stories

"Maybe we should consider giving our lives a last chance." Her lips froze. All the insults that she had in her mind for Mr. Bruce, suddenly vanished and her thoughts went completely blank. "What did you say?" she asked in a shaky voice, refraining herself from tearing. He shook his head slightly in dismay. He turned his back to her and stormed outside in anger. While she stood there in daze. His words echoed in her mind. ------ Outhouse Of Mr. Bruce's Mansion. With a huge window in the frame of a wall and a spacious hall modern style furnishing. Creamy-white and smooth textured walls, along with posh lightnings. and a bedroom beside a fancy staircase. Not huge in space but a place where peac

Eventually, I gave up and drifted off to sleep. “Hey, we’re here,” Beta Jayvon reaches behind him to gently shake me awake. It’s late when we arrive, not fully dark, though; the sky is alight with the fiery colors of the approaching summer sunset. I rub the sleep from my eyes and try to focus on what is outside. I see a beautiful old mansion. I don’t know anything about architecture, but if I had to guess, I’d say it’s a French Chateau. It’s a large cream-colored brick manor house, at least three stories tall, but the wide rambling wings make it look short. It’s freaking massive. Looking at this thing, I’m half expecting Leonardo DaVinci or Mary Queen of Scots to come waltzing down the stone

The moment we got into his compound, he came down from the car and walked over to my side of the door and opened it wide for me. “Welcome to my abode,” he said politely, even though there's nothing polite about what he had done. Since I had no choice, I quietly came down from the car. I looked around his huge mansion and I can't help but marvel at the sight. Just how wealthy are the Barclays. So, are there rich Werewolves, just like we have rich humans too? How do they make so much money? Cole came over to me as I watched his mansion with so much interest.

With Brady holding her hand, Kaida stepped into Meath Mansion and through an elegant foyer. The breath backed up in her lungs as she glanced around. The whole place screamed something courtesy of Daddy Warbucks. From the winding marble staircase to the vaulted ceiling to the crystal chandelier, it oozed money. Boatloads. Old and new fortune. It was like standing in a museum with the art pieces and fancy vases. And just as cold. Everywhere she turned, there were hallways and rooms off the entryway.

I wanted to throw the clothes at her and scream that I didn't want a tour of my prison. But the truth was, the silence of the bedroom was starting to break my mind. And I needed to see the layout. I needed to see the exits, the guards, the security cameras. If I was going to find a blind spot, I had to know what I was up against. Half an hour later, dressed in the new clothes, I followed Elena out into the large hallway. The mansion was a masterclass in modern, billionaire minimalism. The floors were polished dark marble. The walls were lined with artwork that probably cost more than Ryan’s entire clubhouse. There were no photographs. There was no clutter. There was no life.

Somewhere within, we all grieve the death of Wes. Even though he seems like a tyrant, I'm sure even Knox did not want Wes to die just like that. We arrive at a very large mansion. It looks just like the White House. “What the hell?” Marin murmurs. Her eyes shine brighter as she looks at me and back at the building. We clearly have belittled Knox, as we never expected him to have a building like this. “Now I see why that lady is all up in your business.” Marin doesn't hide her thoughts about how beautiful and luxurious the apartment is as we walk inside it.

The fact that I couldn’t even chase out my cheating girlfriend made me understand that I needed all the allies I could get to destroy Baldwin as soon as possible and you see, what other place but Stamford mansion could one get powerful allies? I passed the security check at the gate and I drove inside, thinking about what happened the last time I was at the mansion. I believe I had sworn to myself to never enter without a safety plan. Well, here I am again, taking a great risk. At the front of the main building, Bruce was waiting for me. Obviously, he must have been told of my presence by the security office. I walked towards him confidently. “Have you come to see my wife?” he asked the mome

Brant teased. "Brantley!" She roared his name. He chuckled. She stretched her hand to pinch him. He swiftly took a step back, causing her to miss. She frowned and took a leap at him once more. He chuckled and dodged again. This time, he did not only stand there but he joked towards the door. Just like the White Mansion, it had a welcoming fountain, forming a roundabout. To the left, was a digitally shuffled maze and to the right, a beautiful well planned garden laid, which extended all the way to the back where a gigantic pool rested.

There were two teams of six members each patrolled the pack mansion day and night to ensure they secured everything. The estate had three different pack mansions. They identified each pack mansion with a number. The main pack mansion was Mansion One where everyone spent most of their time—whether on patrols, on different duty, standby and everything related to their duty. It had sixty bedrooms, home theaters, offices, gym and all the essential rooms—kitchen, bathroom, living room and all that. The first basement floor served as the interrogation ground. They renovated the second basement as a prison to keep temporary prisoners before the Werewolf’s Council took them.

"Are you coming with me or not? We don't have time to stay out here arguing. Let's go. That's an order" We walked towards the mansion. The mansion was huge, surrounded by tall gates. Surprisingly, the gates were opened so we walked right in. We aimed our weapons, just in case we got attacked by surprise. I looked at the surroundings as we walked past the gates. The mansion was a luxurious one but it looked abandoned. In the middle of the grounds, there was a large water fountain. There were two gold wolf statues at the entrance of the front door. "It looks deserted," Yaz said "But it looks... Really nice."