Butterfly Mansion Novels & Stories

He walked through the gateway and I also went through it. The floor of the mansion was made with colored interlock tiles. I raised my head and saw the breathtaking white mansion and I stood transfixed. It was twice as big as Alpha Don's mansion. There were beautiful colorful flowers which includes daffodils, tulips, lilies, orchids, daisies, and several others that I have never seen. The flowers were in a flower bed which surrounded the mansion and it was obvious that they were well-groomed. One of the things that captivated me the most was the many butterflies of various colors hovering around the flowers. The mansion was surrounded by a high fence with barbed wire.

And more importantly, What is this place! I look up at the sky and take a deep breath. I honestly don't know the next time I would be allowed out here again. Just when I decide to get up and pick some fruits, I sight everyone beginning to form lines. There are four lines. Two lines for the boys and two lines for the girls. I hurriedly join one line for the girls and I find that everyone is pushing. For some reason, everyone wants to get into the mansion first. There are creatures ~sorry. Fartellos. Standing in the door way.

The butler stepped into the room, bent down, and began picking up the broken shards with his hands and moving them to one side of the room. ....................... The car stopped outside another house that looked no less than a mansion but it was much smaller in size and the decorations were more simple than the ones that were in the previous mansion. While Ariel was busy admiring the beauty of the mansion, she forgot to climb out of the car. Dylan stood by the mansion door ready to walk in when his eyes fell back on the car, the woman was still stuck inside the car. He wondered he she had a phobia for mansions that she refused to climb down from the car, he turned back and walked towards t

They bow when Leonard opens the window, and the driver drives past them and stops right in front of the mansion. The hefty man opens our doors, but I remain on my seat until Sir Leonard signals with his head for me to come out. I get out and scan the place. The four-storey building is nothing I have ever seen. It would qualify to be a castle, except it is very modern. The meticulous gardens spread out for hectors. Butterflies and birds flap their beautiful delicate wings. There is a beautiful water feature in the middle of the garden with what looks like a statue of a man riding a horse. The man must be a king or prince judging by the crown on his head. The place is serene and breathtaking.

It'd be a curse if I ended up in something owned by the Whites again. The vibrant blue sky provided the perfect backdrop for the mansion, emphasizing a majestic aura. I felt like the only unclean thing there. As we continued to move towards the main building, the cart glided past a serene pond adorned with water lilies. It was crystal clear, so much so that I could see the goldfishes gracefully swimming inside of it. "Here we are," the Butler finally said. "Just go past the gate.. you'd be met with some maids who will usher you to the boss."

The fourth mansion numbered with a plaque 'IV' is where we are entering today. This mansion has a lot of flower species and they all work together to create a unique scent that surrounds the mansion all day long. It's a very beautiful mansion and in it lived Liana and her family- her cunning grandma, her dad, mom, 10 years old naughty brother and 5-year-old sister.

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.

she whispered the word like a fragile thread connecting her to a recollection slowly resurfacing from the depths of her fractured memory. IN THE HEART of the affluent suburbs, nestled behind ornate wrought-iron gates, lay the opulent mansion of the Emerson. The sprawling estate was surrounded by manicured lawns and vibrant gardens, a testament to the family's prosperity. At the center of this world of privilege was young Blanche Lucille Emerson, a child born into the lap of luxury.

Rising from a past I don’t remember or want to remember. I arrived at the mansion in the quiet part of Bel Air. The mansion is stunning. It is modern looking and hidden away from prying eyes; the mansion has seven bedrooms and thirteen bathrooms, an elevator, a media room, home theatre, gym, spa, lap pool. All the modern fixtures and fittings. It just screams opulence and money.

" Mrtyu touched the butterfly on the mirror with her index finger, and the butterfly rested on her forefinger in the mirror reflection; she was as pleased as the butterfly was. She attempted to grab the butterfly by looking into the mirror, and she noticed an increase in its brightness. The scarlet butterfly flew above her head and reached the roof where the roof was designed with silvering of reflecting everything, the image of the butterfly was reflected and it looked like she was surrounded by millions of scarlet butterflies. The feel of being surrounded by millions of scarlet butterflies gave her chills from head to toe which get reversed as she stood barefooted. Mrtyu exclaimed, “The me