Butterfly Mansion Novels & Stories

“Wow, Jo, that’s beautiful, I heard Lily’s comment. The Butterfly brooch, I admired the other day was nicely displayed in front of me. I looked again inside the box for a note, a card, but there wasn’t one. I took the brooch out of the box and looked closely. The engraved message left me speechless “Spread your wings and fly away but always come back to me”.

" The mansion had a main house with six wide bedrooms with bathroom . Two at the second floor with one study room that had bedroom n bathroom . Four bedrooms with bathroom at the first floor and one study room . Two kitchen, two living room and a wide dining room . There is an elevator . One room with bathroom near the kitchen . Two rows of three doors room with two bedrooms with bathroom. A small kitchen n a living room for a workers . At the east of the main house is a house with four rooms with bathrooms . Two living rooms . Two kitchen and one dining room . At the west of the main house is two floors house with four bedrooms rooms with bathrooms and one study room at the second floor . T

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

Right, this one is a mansion. " Welcome home, sweetie." Damon whispered as he hugged me from behind. His mother already went outside with their maids and butlers, while we are left outside. I am adoring the intricate design of this place. Torches are purposely placed along the pathway, and the entrance door is very big and welcoming. The mansion is a two story building, and the balcony above catches my attention the most. " How can we get there?" I asked Damon as I pointed the balcony's direction.

It was no use provoking the fire breathing Mama Dragon, when she was planning an escape in a couple of months. 'The woman will make my living miserable for nothing. It was better to ignore her like a plague because that woman once scorned is plague embodimment. ' I thought and smirked. Getting out of the Bugatti, I saw the Giannini Mansion that seemed to be a palace of a Mighty Empire. The place could literally give refuge to a whole town. I had seen the Mighty Calderon mansion too many times up close but such magnanimous sights never seem to amaze me less. `

Mrs Adams explained. “ Why?” Emma was confused. The place seemed beautifully hidden. Its location at the hinder parts of the mansion screamed deliberate. Whoever constructed the building was intentional in his bid to cover the paradise within. The duo walked through a pathway that led to the main building, a bungalow. Emma’s air was knocked out of her lungs when she saw the fountain in the middle of a meticulously cultivated garden of flowers. She sucked in the beautiful fragrance that kissed the atmosphere and was awed at the butterflies gracing the event with their presence.

I mutter, my cheeks hot from embarrassment. "Good thing you took my advice, kitten." I want to ask him to stop calling me 'kitten' but the voice of the twins interrupts my words. "Mummy!" "Yes, honey, I am coming!" ** The twins, Butler Jenkins and Ethan, take me on a tour around the mansion. The mansion has sixteen luxurious bedrooms,an indoor gym, a cinema room, a library, and a huge swimming pool. I feel tired from all the walking around the mansion. It's a lavishly expensive mansion, and I don't want to dare imagine Ethan's wealth. I was from a rich family and barely lacked whatever I wanted, but Ethan's wealth is on a whole new level.

But perhaps that’s just how bold women are—willing to try anything, even flying without wings. Searching in this house was no easy task, that's why I can't blame my housemaids. The mansion was 7,000 square feet, 10,000, including the private airport, garage, and other areas like gold course and many more. I kept only a handful of housekeepers—five who were staying in and others who came as scheduled. My ten bodyguards occupied a part of the right wing. I stopped by the wall when I thought I heard hurried footsteps. Light but quick. I sensed her passing by the window, so I went to the other side.

Madelyn laughed, relieved, and secretly thrilled her sister would be staying. The Bennett mansion, located about twenty minutes from the city, had once belonged to their parents. It was enormous, with about ten bedrooms to say the least. Fatima had initially wanted to sell it after their parents passed, but Madelyn refused. It wasn’t just a house, it housed a state-of-the-art museum, which charged admission. Madelyn insisted it was their father’s wish to keep it intact, and Fatima, seeing her formal garden thriving with plants she had grown up with, agreed. With Madelyn willing to live there, it made sense to keep the estate. They didn’t need the money, but selling it would have fetched bill

It was the only object she owned that felt… permanent. She had no memory of where it came from. Only that it had always been hers. She turned off the light and lay down. Unaware that the small silver butterfly had just become more than an accessory. It was now evidence. And evidence, inside the Hartwell estate— Was dangerous.