Dead Mansion Manhwa Novels & Stories

I will wait for you" Desmond said and disappeared with her to her house "Stay with me.. hold me tight" Sera said as tears dropped down her cheeks.. she crash her lips on Desmond's kissing him passionately. There and then she died with her lips still on Desmond's * "Sad story... who is the girl that died" "That's your first life" Desmond replied "And since then you didn't die?"Nirvana asked sarcastically "That's because I am an immortal.. the one you saw and liked in your first life" Desmond replied "Okay, let's say am the girl, and I'm destined to kill you then why do you still love me"

" Yes But first I think you should know about this world. This world is different from any other world." ****** In a mountain range, An old mansion was surrounded by forests and dark energy. That mansion seems to be empty or we can say that the mansion looked haunted. That's why no one dares to go inside. However, in the courtyard of that mansion, some man was sitting around a big round table. " What happened? Why did you call us here?" " Yeah, You know we are busy doing our work." "Exactly. And you should know that Sahil recently killed our 10-20 demons."

She then looked at at him as she exclaimed, "How dare you!" "It's your surname though!" She slapped his arm and for a moment he lost control of the car but quickly recovered. "Shit..." Ashleigh breathed out as Damien chuckled nervously. "Sorry." "I swear if I died I would've killed you!" "How would you do that when you're dead?" "I'll possess you and make you commit suicide." Damien gave her a look. "Thats dark woman." "I love you too."

The hallway beyond was dark and silent except for the distant drip of water. Something inside my chest cracked open. Vincenzo moved faster. We cleared the first room— kitchen, overturned chairs, blood smeared across the tile in a long drag mark. Empty shell casings glittered under the stove light Francesca flicked on with her elbow. The living room was worse, two bodies in black tactical gear lay near the front windows, throats cut. Francesca’s work from earlier visits, or Bressi’s. A third body— one of our own soldiers was slumped against the wall with a hole in his forehead.

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

“Sylvia was successfully turned yesterday.You are no longer useful now. So why don’t you die now?” He stared at me coldly. And drove a cross into my throat. At some point, I had already lost the speed and strength of a vampire. I could only watch as everything before me blurred away. “It was your disgusting love that ruined my life with Sylvia.” He whispered to me. “Do not be afraid.Your parents will soon join you.They will not escape either.” After my death, he successfully inherited his family’s wealth and power. He framed my family. My entire clan was slaughtered.

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.

I shake my head violently, But as I expected, Demian still drags me across the floor to take a closer look. The girl is lying in blood. Her eyes are open but she is not breathing. “ She is dead.” Damien leans over and whispers in my ears again. The hot breath comes from his mouth makes me tremble. Yes, the girl is dead. Everyone can tell from her death that she suffered a lot before she die. Now, I only feel a little relieved for her that she will not need to suffer anymore. I hope she will have a better life in another world.

Damian asserted, his voice resolute and unwavering. She sneered, her eyes shifting from Mathias to Fateema, a chilling farewell conveyed in her gaze. "Ekigh-yik," she uttered, and at once, blood began to pour from her nose, mouth, and eyes, before she collapsed lifeless onto the floor. "What is happening?" Damian asked, his confusion evident. "The death spell... She has taken her life," Fateema explained, her voice heavy with the weight of the moment.

“God, this guy is disgusting- oh, great. There's the BLT. All over the cushions...” The door of doom opened as I emptied the contents of my gut. The Grim Reaper sprang from the portal, a horrific phantasm with blood-red eyes. He was nothing but shadow and bone, cobbled of skeletal skin. He put the Watcher in a death-lock and jerked his head viciously. Samael drove his foot into Jakkon's crotch and wrenched backwards, splitting his abdomen in half. Noor's head fell to the ground.