Dead Mansion Manhwa Novels & Stories

Hours later, Justin came in to check on his boss. A terrible disaster must have really taken place in the underground basement. The kind of corpse he cleared off, some half burnt and some full fleshed burnt. Kim Amstel, the vampire Prince was also bitten to death. He knew that he had challenged Kayden so much to have let the beast in him let loose When he arrived, Kayden Diego was pacing back and forth. He was greatly worried. He couldn't ask him what happened in his present state. He could only bring himself to ask about the lordess. Kayden said the lordess was in a bad state at the moment.

I can't believe this mansion looked so different from before. At the blue walls in the living room, I saw large pictures framed in gold. First was a picture of the kitchen in this mansion. The second one was the long stairway in this mansion. The third was a picture of a room from this mansion. I remember it was the room where my dad and my stepmother, Fatima, killed each other. I walked to the fourth picture and saw a picture of Sewol High, the school Niana burnt. The fifth picture looks like the rooftop where Princess Belania committed suicide. Next was a picture of the forest where I saw Ashton taking his own life. And lastly, a picture of me unconscious and tied in a chair in this mansio

Surely, there's more to this girl that I don't know of. Two days later. Vanora Campbell. Monster. That's what he is. I woke up very angry, this is the third day and I'm hungry as fuck. I think I've lost some weight also. My body shook from being famished for too long. I'm going to kill Zavi. He made my nights horrible with shitty nightmares. Every night, I would suck up on that bed seeing the man that I had killed look at me, with those cold lifeless eyes. The door opened and a very worried Davina came in with a tray in her hands. She dropped it on the bed and said, "Oh dear. I asked you to be careful. Look how pale you've become,"

As much as he was annoyed, he can't seem to shake off his babysitter even if he was a thousand-year-old. "Well then, go ahead and work in my stead now, Dom. I just want to be laid and be indulged in the sins of the world. Truly, the earth is fascinating and full of cardinal sins that it was delicious that I needed more," he said with a smile on his face, and Dom just shrugged his shoulders with a smile. Daemon left the place and walked away and was about to teleport to a place but then he passed by a woman who got his interest. A woman who is quite rather plain, wearing an oversized hoodie and pants. Quite different from the woman who always sees. But the reason why she got his interest is t

“It’s a shame. He should have been since the beginning. Long story short, his brother committed a sin punishable by death. The queen, being a mother, wanted her son to be exempted from the beheading. You guess what his highness did. He executed his own brother and killed himself.” Contrary to her original plan, Danica found herself at the gate of the Night Mansion. The doors were opened by the only sane vampire in a tuxedo who disappeared deep into the garden right after. She had known this to be an exclusive party where people would behave–of course, her thinking was wrong. The garden seemed to be draped with an invisible layer of fog that could addle party-goers’ minds with pleasure, hunge

Knowing my troublesome sister, it could very well be a prank, but something tells me it isn't. The air has long thickened, and the smell of metallic iron hits my nostrils, setting me into auto pilot. I tip toe around the corner, the red liquid I'm now certain is blood appears thicker, and in vast quantity. I follow the blood until I spot it's source, a young man laying on his back, with blood trickling from his head. I gasp, he's not the first dead body I've seen but it still comes as a shock. My gaze shifts from the body to the wall on it's right, instantly finding Gianna. She's crying in the corner, with her hand wrapped around her mouth, and now I'm hoping it's a prank. “Gianna?” I call o

Martial arts. It decides your fate as well as your life and death. The weak is humiliated while the strong looks down on the world. Martial Spirit. The innate talent of the people in the continent is considered as the warrior's soul. It can be said that the achievements of a warrior is closely linked to their martial spirit. There are numerous types of martial spirit. Nature spirits such as fire, ice, hurricanes, lighting, etc. Weapon spirits such as knifes, guns, swords and halberd. Beast spirits such as the white tiger, the crazy rhinoceros, the violent ape and the dragon snake. In addition there are also many powerful soul spirits such as the immortal spirit. The martial spirit, it wil

“Who’s Abaddon? Is what happening now a bad thing?” “Abaddon is a demon babe. Dead people coming back to life after a demon foretold a bad omen, it can’t be good” “B-but but—” “I know this is hard to accept babe but you need to let him go” People starts screaming and almost immediately after we heard the scream, a loud rumble shakes the house. We run out to check what’s going on and we couldn’t believe our eyes—the town is burning, people getting killed by the reanimates. Haley goes back inside to check on her father

This is not a happy starting either. This is the story of Dua, a 19 yrs old girl. Dua is the hero of this story. The whole plotline revolves around her. My first book is completely based on a woman and her dark world. Now Dua is dead. Arin is alone, living in the Memories of her. I know the ending sucked but you guys better wait for the Bonus chapter. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

<★★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★★> Damon stood in the dimly lit room, his eyes scanning the remnants of his brother’s life that had been left untouched since the day of his death. The air was heavy with the scent of old wood and dust, a somber reminder of the time that had passed. This room, once vibrant with the energy of his brother, was now a mausoleum, filled with memories too painful to revisit. Damon had avoided this place for so long, unable to face the reality of his brother's absence. But today, something had drawn him in, a need to connect with the person he had lost so tragically.