Glass House Novels & Stories

She pronounced it with invisible air quotes. Maya looked at me, and I could tell she wanted to make a cult joke, but the mood was too strange for it to land. Instead, she just shrugged, and said, “Lead the way, boss.” The greenhouse was set halfway down the bluff, a long hike over switchback paths that cut through groves of rosemary and succulents. From a distance, it looked like a crystal coffin, four walls of ribbed glass that caught the last bits of sun and threw them into rainbows. Tonight, though, the whole structure was pitch black. No lanterns in the walk, no ambient light inside. Even the small path lights that lined the stairs were off.

A whole lot! “Today really is a good day!” I gushed, beaming with smiles as I looked out the light room. Its glass floor to ceiling wall allowing for the incredible view of the white orchid flowers, blending perfectly with the deep red dahlias and night blooming jasmines. Absolutely beautiful! Especially under the sun after they’ve been watered at noon already. While staring pleasantly, my mind drifted again to a certain looming darkness-Eliot. His private garage faced just this side of the mansion, so remembering was not abnormal.

He stared intently at my face; the contempt and disdain in his eyes was long replaced by shock and disbelief. Just then, the doctor walked in holding an autopsy report, his tone tinged with regret. “This is Carol’s autopsy report. “Her chest cavity was pierced by glass shards, directly rupturing her heart. “The wound appeared minor on the surface, but the damage was severe, leading to massive post-injury bleeding. “If she had received timely medical attention, she could have survived. What a pity...” “Heart... pierced...” Mom murmured these words repeatedly, her legs giving way as she nearly collapsed.

Sean slid open the cabin window, his voice sharp with annoyance. "Wendy's health matters more than anything. No one is more important than her. As for the one behind you, if she dies, then that's her fate. Some lives just don't matter." He snapped the window shut without another word. The doctor trembled with anger, but he had no choice. He maneuvered around the bodyguards, squeezing through a narrow gap. At last, we managed to pass beside the helicopter. As we moved past it, one of Sean's friends happened to open the window for some air. The moment he saw my pale, lifeless face, he recoiled in shock and fell back into his seat.

Inside, the broken greenhouse sat silent. Empty echoes lived there. Stretching out, the structure sat low, made of glass and chipped white metal, time wearing it down. Dirt layered thick on the windows, years piled up like dust. Through splits in the glass, vines forced their way in, thin branches clawing into the rooms. At the entrance, the attendant came to a halt, glancing at the house. Nothing left for him to do. Bones shook with each beat inside my chest. There would be no turning back now. A slow breath filled my lungs before the gate creaked forward. Footsteps followed cracked stone, leading straight to the glass-walled room ahead.

We led her through the labyrinthine corridors of the estate, the marble floors cold beneath our feet, until we reached the western wing. ​The "Glass Room" was a feat of architectural terror. It was a cantilevered box that jutted out over the cliffside, three hundred feet above the churning Atlantic. The walls, the floor, and the ceiling were nothing but reinforced glass. Standing in the center of it felt like floating in the eye of a storm.

Chapter 267: The Glass Dynasty Isang malupit at gumagapang na katotohanan ang sumasakal sa aking sinapupunan, isang lihim na hindi gawa sa laman at dugo kundi sa isinumpang sintetikong lason ng toreng ito. The empire we built from the ash of the old world was supposed to be our sanctuary, a kingdom of pristine glass and silent marble. But standing before the panoramic window of our new dynasty, I realized that the cage hadn't vanished—it had simply found a way to breed inside me.

"You look perfect. Go have a nice dinner." Shortly after, I got into my car and drove to the venue. I made it clear to Nathan that I didn't want him to pick me up. I wanted everything to go according to how I had planned it in my head; I wanted his jaw to drop when he saw me walk through the door of the restaurant. The Glasshouse was warm, smelling of roasted garlic and wood smoke. Small candles flickered in amber glass holders on every table, casting a soft, golden glow over the customers. Outside the high windows, the dock water was black and quiet, reflecting the long, glowing line of the bridge.

Date = 12 November I had a great start to the day. Now to finish it off with a bang! Place = San Francisco (Inferno) At my brothers’ club, of course. POV - Melaena “So,” Kiara says, studying me with those big, knowing eyes that miss absolutely nothing, “what’s your problem?” I don’t answer right away. Instead, I look down through the ‘magic’ glass, as we call it — huge glass panes that can switch from normal to one-way glass or frosted, depending on what you want. It separates the VIP area from the main clubbing area below.

The platform seems transparent but its appearance is comparable to a diamond's. It looks like a stage, a runway stage... This place looks like a huge garden. The whole venue was covered with curved transparent-looking glass. The glass is U shape and its ends are the two sides of the glass hall. The venue's entrance was also transparent glass but it looks like it could be transparent and tinted. Behind the glass, the venue was a waterfall with a cave underneath it. I don't know if those are artificial or not. The waterfalls water directly falls on the venue's top that's why the glass hall also had water running down from it on its outside and that water falls on the lake just beside the glass