Ciel Phantomhive Manor Novels & Stories

The feeling passed quickly, but it left her slightly unsettled. "I'll have HR prepare your contracts and security clearances. Can you be here Monday at nine?" "We'll be here." "Excellent. I'll give you a tour of the building so you can familiarize yourself with the layout." They spent the next hour walking through the Phantom Tech offices. Nessa introduced Berry to several department heads and key IT personnel. Everyone seemed welcoming and professional. "The server room is on the basement level," Nessa explained as they waited for the elevator. "You'll need special access cards to get down there."

Mister black said. Cecelia came down from the car and nodded her head before admiring the Mansion in front of her. The Mansion seems to be either four or five stories, because of how huge it's. The building was painted with oil white paint, and merely looking at the building one could already tell that it's recently painted. ' What's this ?'. Cecelia typed and showed Edward. ' Which thing ?'. He asked Cecelia. ' I mean the building! Is this a company or what ?'. Cecelia asked.

Victoria and Alexander, immersed in the ethereal energy, felt a deep connection to the mansion's cosmic legacy. The celestial beings, their luminous forms subtly present, gestured for the couple to continue channeling their intentions. As they did, the astral landscape transformed, revealing ethereal gateways leading to astral realms of profound significance. Each gateway unveiled a layer of Sterling Manor's cosmic tapestry, from love stories that transcended time to moments of resilience that defined the mansion's enduring spirit.

Terrified, the helper scampered downstairs to call Noah. Chloe quietly stood on the balcony of her room, counting each second as she waited anxiously. Gazing downward, the Sullivan manor featured a timeless garden design featuring white walls, dark tiles, sloping eaves, and intricate Asvinian carvings. It looked just like the residence of an ancient noble. The spacious courtyards featured artificial mountains, long corridors, and elegantly designed pavilions. Along with ponds adorned with lotus flowers, this created a poetic, but also somewhat dull, atmosphere.

Sinclair Manor A black helicopter cut a sharp arc across the blue sky, circling over the mountaintop villa before its heavy rotor blades shattered the peaceful silence. It descended slowly onto a private helipad. The cabin door opened. Murphy stepped out. His posture was straight, his movements efficient and panther-like as he crossed the meticulously manicured gardens toward the manor's heavy, carved doors. "Master Murphy, Master Liam is waiting for you in the third-floor study," the steward greeted him respectfully, taking his coat with familiar deference.

'If I ignore it maybe it will go away' The girl insisted. The manor hall was the place where the Malion family usually held banquets and held parties. A spacious room with marble floors and white pillars, the chandelier above was composed of beautiful crystals that glowed softly. The white roofs were carved with intricate and ancient carvings. Crimson curtains hung from the wall-sized glass windows. It took not a short time to make sure all the room was clean. Kiara mopped the marble floor with a water-soaked rag, making sure every inch was shiny and clean.

It was pulsing with a dull, rhythmic heat. "We are where you belong now," Vane replied. He was looking at a digital tablet, his fingers tapping the screen with a rhythmic, hypnotic click. "Welcome to the Obsidian Manor, Elara. It sits on the edge of the Veil. Close enough to your world to be reachable, but far enough into mine to be... sovereign."

Immediately, Xiao Chen asked, "Where is this Violet Manor?" Evernight cast a longing look out the window and said, "You have to realize that the world consists of many different regions. If one were to look at the Human World as Lv 1 Cultivators' Area, then the Violet Manor would be Lv 2 Cultivators' Area, albeit greater and richer in resources. Each of these regions can be viewed as domains of their own and there are nine of them. What say you? Do you think you will be visiting all nine of them?"

"The one I threw down the shaft was a decoy." "I told you, Celeste," Damien said, stepping closer until our chests were almost touching. "I don’t leave loose ends. The Architect is listening, but she only hears what I want her to hear. If you’re going to be a Queen, you need to learn that even your shadows have shadows." The phone screen lit up. It wasn't a text from the Architect. It was a photo of a small, hidden villa in the Caymans. And standing in the garden, looking directly at the camera, was Vivienne.

I couldn't believe such a simple place existed within the luxurious werewolf royal family. "Wow!" Phoebe flapped its wings with certainty. I pushed open the door and quickly discovered the staircase beneath the carpet. If I hadn't been preoccupied with Klaus's task, I would have laughed. The familiar setup was so in line with our wizardly aesthetic. The darkness did not hinder Phoebe's sight, so I easily found the room at the end. Inside, Cecelia's voice came through clearly: "I want to ask you, is there anything that can kill a wizard?"