Butterfly Mansion Novels & Stories

Kinsley lived in this lavish medieval mansion with his loyal butler Aunt Margaret, who had cared for him since he lived in Broughton Country. The mansion consists of two floors. At the front, there is a towering wall and gate. Entering the gate, you are presented with a large yard, a garden, and a small pond with a fountain in the middle of the pond. Besides the yard, there is a small garden overgrown with greenery, and a carport can accommodate ten cars.

' I asked. 'No way in hell do I have that type of cash, but I do have the key. The resort has over 200 rooms, and since half of them are empty, no one will know if you slip in for a few hours and then leave again in the early morning. Mr.Sherman Colton left a while ago. Are you interested?' Her eyes were dazzling and beady, with a tinge of mischief, while she waited for my reaction. 'Let's do it, fuck it, it's only one life, darling,' With a burst of energy, I exclaimed it and got to my feet.

A butterfly with its red wings flew into the territory of Waltz Castle. It kept flapping its wings towards the pavilion it was in. Then perched on the vines that filled the wall. The butterfly was silent there, enjoying the breeze that slightly shook its wings. But when this butterfly heard the sound of falling leaves, this butterfly instantly flapped its wings again, flying towards the roof of the pavilion. Through a small gap that was only fit for it, this butterfly flew into the pavilion. It was very dark inside, only the light from the slit roofs shone in there. This butterfly kept flying and perched on the hand of a man sleeping there.

“Yes, come on let's go before my mother gets home," In ten minutes, we were getting off the elevator, which is the third floor of Butterfly apartment. The When Butterfly opens the door, she steps to the side and gesture for me to enter. Once I step foot, I observe the place. It looked cozy it had a red couch in the living room facing the fireplace; the walls are beige color. From what I can see, it seems like Butterfly just move in and has not settled in yet. "Welcome to my sanctuary," I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of Butterfly speaking.

I forced a chuckle. “You know what they say about the early birds” He stared blankly like he was clueless about what I was saying. “Early bed gets the worm,” I said. “What worm,” “Come on, even a two-year-old knows that” I replied. His gaze stayed on me too long scanning my face. “Follow me” I followed him into the mansion, trying not to stare at everything—dark marble floors, golden pillars, glass stairs, a chandelier that probably cost more than my entire life.

Shirley said as she was also awestruck by the beautiful scenery in front of her. "That was expected. Look, His Grace even built a Butterfly Mansion for Little Miss. Once it was finished, the Little Miss would be moved there." Elise added. 'What?' Minerva was shocked when she heard what Elise said. Butterfly Mansion? Her so-called father built a Butterfly Mansion for her? "Oh, before I forgot, let's took the Little Miss to the treehouse that His Grace also built!" Shirley told excitedly. As soon as Shirley mentioned the treehouse, they moved in the right direction in which the greenhouse was locate

Yumi bent down and carried Lily in her arms. The Carter mansion was located in the heart of Mid-city. It was well-known for its antique-looking garden. The estate occupied tens of thousands of acres, built with an ancient-looking architecture that was magnificent and majestic. It was surrounded by bamboo forests giving it a sense of elegance and peace. The moment Darryl arrived at the Carter mansion, he could not help to take a deep breath. The architecture was like poetry or artwork. It was truly magnificent!

“You can’t just discuss things that don’t belong to this part of the world. You will have your wish coming true and you, little girl, you need to take a bath because you reek of sickness.” My stomach grumbled right when the butler pushed the door open after knocking on the door. He was such a respective man; someone who forced others to be aware of his presence. With his pale golden eyes and black hair, I could sense the phoenix blood in him. Was he another hybrid? Right! This mansion seemed to employ unusual people. I followed him without asking or inquiring about our destination. A threat could be anywhere in this mansion, and I would be none the wiser if I let fear get a hold of me again.

"Well, you can't back out now. We are almost there." Brieanna started having little butterflies in her stomach again. Her hands were starting to get sweaty too, even though the air conditioner were keeping the inside of the car cool. Oh damn she feels really restless. And then when she noticed they entered a big wide gate, she knows there's just no getting out anymore. Like what William told her, they needed to drive miles in a pathway between trees just to get to the mansion. Yes, it was stupid of her to think that the Maledict house was just a big house but it looked like a kingdom to her. It made her gape just by looking at it from a far.

“Good afternoon passengers! This is the pre-boarding announcement for flight 13C to Brooklyn, New York. We are now inviting those passengers with small children, and any passengers requiring special assistance—” Let’s get out of here. Nixx urged her alter to move softly. We need to see her. Blythe wordlessly rose and strode away from their non-stop flight back to New York, and hastily made her way towards the baggage claim exit—hailing for a taxi once she stepped one red high heeled foot outside. It was one of the worst days Blythe had in a very long time. A lot has transpired and changed since, but not her intense feelings for Sawyer nor the comatose woman’s bleak condition.