Butterfly Mansion Novels & Stories

All the more he could not feel his lost, beloved daughter. They soon reached their villa. The car stopped in front of her mansion, which looks exactly like a haunted house. It has cobwebs, broken windows, and giant spiders. The mansion was surrounded by dead, withered trees. The outside looked strange but the inside is so beautiful you wouldn't believe the mansion could look majestic from the outside. The three-eyed monster inherited this mansion from his ancestors. Your villa is on the top of the mountain. It's so strange, how did your car climb that very high mountain? Nobody knows!! Thunder and lightning rush into the sky.

The chirping of the birds outside lured me to relax outside through the window. This is a third-floor vintage mansion built in the middle of clean hills of grass with tall trees. A similitude of a secluded castle ground because the town is far ahead but visible in this distance. No train railways are connected to this mansion. Last night was purely magic. Madam Ophelia enters the room and pauses after landing a sight at me. "Good morning! It's me..."

David replied, and the word echoed strangely in the corridor. "Mansion?" Richard echoed, a puzzled look on his face. "Yes," David affirmed. Richard's hesitation didn't escape his notice, prompting David to probe further. "Is something the matter?" he asked. "No, sir. I was just wondering why you want to go there. No one lives in the mansion anymore," Richard explained. David nodded, about to respond when his phone buzzed, diverting his attention from Richard.

Murphy murmured in between her breaths and accepted her reality, making herself better by reminding herself about her long vacation waiting for her. After 30 minutes of traversing through thick arrays of towering tree trunks, a glimpse of the gigantic golden gate encircling the whole vast property met her eyes that was reflected by the glass panes. Words can’t take justice on how magnificent and breathtaking the whole facade of the mansion was. Truly a home befitting of the Vannister line. As soon as they took a turn at the antique fountain center, she was greeted by the Vannister family butler, Mr. Edward Luis, as he introduced.

my eyes widened as I jumped on my seat,grabbing his shirt like a three year old that just got into disneyland. Man, The gates alone had my jaw on the floor. Big, white, shaped like wings, and studded with diamonds that caught the sunlight like a disco ball. Flowers bloomed in every color, butterflies dancing round like the place had been pulled straight outta a fairytale.The gates opened on their own,after scanning Nathan’s car like some sci-fi fortress. As we drove in, my mouth stayed firmly agape. If heaven was on earth it would be in this mansion. Damn! It was... Enormous? Extravagant?

I cannot believe that the place looks like this. “Because this is your granny’s favorite insect and place—well, except for the floral garden that you and grandma often hang out in. She has been very strict since then and when she dies, she doesn’t want to be buried inside the mansion or anywhere else. It’s just here. Because, according to your granny, her butterflies will take her to a true paradise in the company of God.” “Wow!” “Then he said he didn’t want the people he was leaving behind to feel sad. Did you, when you first met me? Were you sad?” Mommy asked me.

This is famous among the french, as it's origin is from Spain, many of it's branches in cities like Florida, new York, Canada and Puerto Rico. Fleur Del Mansioné is the famous multi-purpose mansion that housed five sectors of ballet hall, an exotic bar, a restaurant, an art gallery and a museum. And it is famous for its exquisite paintings and sculptures. I took Layla's hand and helped her out if the car as soon as the door came to a stop in front of the enormous glass mansion. I couldn't have missed Layla's gasp as she saw the building even if I wasn't paying attention. But I was. And I had all my eyes on her beautiful body tonight.

“Let’s get you to the house. You are going to love it.” I take Wes’s hand and allow him to pull me away from the runway. The other brothers finish their conversation with the flight crew and follow us. Though they are moving leisurely, their gaits are long enough that they aren’t far behind. We take a wide path through the trees, but it’s only about a five minute walk until the brush clears. Then, beyond it, sits a massive tropical-looking mansion with bamboo railings and a thatched roof. The mansion isn’t as big as the multiple leveled estate back home, but it is still massive. Three stories tall and very wide, it looks more like a resort hotel than a home. Perhaps that comparison is apt, a

It was massive and looked magical. My hands trembled with excitement and I pressed them against the door handle while we passed through. A vast green lawn spread before us, dotted with flowers in the size of dots and wooed by gentle butterflies, and in the center stood a mansion - just like a manor exactly as I had imagined it in my wildest daydreams. “Oh my God,” I breathed hard, unable to stop myself. "Mrs Melissa Steele," Desmond said as we got out of the car. "Welcome to our new house,” he sounded almost like a chaperon but I was too dazed to care.

Dick asked. Black and white coloured God fly. This God of Wind has feathers also. Then they went to the mansion. The mansion was all white. A white small castle or mansion it is. Note: It's not a castle. But to call it mansion is more suitable. "A white mansion it is," Butt called as the three of them entered. The door was 8-10 ft tall. A door that is so high for a normal animal could fit. When both entered, a glass-like mirror was painted all over the mansion.