Gotham Wayne Manor Novels & Stories

That man was a doom and I was literally sweating next to him. I asked him to turn up the air and I noticed a mocking smile on his face. I tried to focus on the landscape outside. It was already getting dark and New York was really beautiful at night. After nearly an hour, we arrived at a gated community filled with luxury homes. As we approached the huge iron gate, I was shocked by the size of the mansions behind those walls. Caled said there were five houses, but only the second was occupied by him. The first would belong to his father, but after his death it became his brother's. His was the second and that's where my father was.

He and his driver waited till nightfall and there was no sign of sapphire coming out. EDDIE WAYNE'S MANSION Miss Gaynell had found where Sapphire was living. It is the exact name of the house address in the file. She informed Eddie Wayne about it. They waited till nightfall before they will invade Sapphire's house. "Are the boys ready?" Eddie Wayne asked while cleaning up his gun. "Yes, they are ready" Miss Gaynell answered. "That's good. You are not going with me. Stay with my daughter. Make sure you don't allow her to step an inch out of this mansion because it wouldn't be safe out there" he placed his gun behind her trouser.

The Serpent’s Den wasn’t what I expected. No grimy warehouse or back-alley dive. The SUV rolled through wrought-iron gates into a fortress dressed as a mansion—three stories of dark brick and steel, walls built to stop a tank. “Home sweet home,” Maddox drawled as we climbed out. “This is your compound?” I stared up at the imposing structure. “It looks like Wayne Manor.” Jaxon snorted. “What does that make us—villains?”

At Wayne's home. Wayne got home after work that day to take a proper rest and to go through the information he got at Milord's mansion. He brought out his laptop and went through the pictures of the documents on his phone very well after he had transferred them to the laptop. He soon realized some of those documents contain previous account of Milord's warehouses, he then searches through the internet for the addresses of those four different warehouses but he got nothing. The only link he found was, those places where referred to as abandone buildings. 'Wow' he giggled, he just smiled and was about moving to another file on the laptop when he heard a knock on his door, whenever there's a kn

She took a deep breath of the air, which tasted of salt, pine, and ancient dust. Lucian helped Elara and the kids down. Leo looked around with wide eyes, gripping his father’s hand. "Are there monsters here, Dad?" "No, Leo," Lucian said, scanning the dark treeline. "Just us. And the walls." The Manor – 10:00 AM The Thorne Manor on Aethelgard wasn't a palace; it was a fortress. Built of dark granite and ironwood, it looked more like a lighthouse than a home. Inside, the furniture was shrouded in white sheets, looking like ghosts in the dim morning light.

The Gilded Cage Tightens The Hayes Mansion was a fortress of silent, indifferent wealth. It wasn’t a home; it was a testament to my father’s success, all marble floors and echoes. Stepping through the massive front doors after sending that email to Professor Thorne felt like falling from a dizzying height back to solid, suffocating earth.

My imagination is destroying me. What is he doing to this woman? I slip through the smallest gap possible, wedging my body through like a damn spy on a mission I didn’t sign up for. A short corridor stretches in front of me, leading to… A gym. An honest-to-God, full shitting gym, tucked behind a secret door in his office, some kind of billionaire Batcave. My rage evaporates, replaced by stunned disbelief. Of course, Thorne has a hidden gym. Why wouldn’t he? It’s probably custom built, hand-forged weights by monks in the mountains or something equally obnoxious.

After thinking about Mandy and Xynthia Zimmer’s pretty little faces, Jordan already knew just how he was going to torture them both. While Jordan was still pondering over the thought, the convoy has returned to the Bowie Manor. The manor was quite spacious. It once belonged to one of Flutwell’s wealthy families. But after Jordan completely annihilated the family, he took control of the place instead. Jordan felt that the place was a little too quiet after coming back. His Tibetan Mastiffs were not there to welcome him. The entire manor felt a little empty. Not even a single soul could be found at that moment…

“My lady is expecting you.” Nervously, I grabbed Aidan’s wrist and stepped into the Hawthorne manor. My jaw dropped as I noticed the glamor of the manor. It looked more elegant from the inside, like an actual castle. The manor was designed like one of the Victorian castles I used to obsess over when I was young. The marble floors gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, and towering antiques lined the walls. This was proof; the Hawthornes weren’t just rich; they were WEALTHY.

I simply can´t allow anything bad to happen to my mom. I´m coming, Mom. >Ruins of an old manor. Courtyard. Night< The path off Wolf Creek Road that leads to the old manor is obscured from untrained eyes. We leap over the overgrowth that conceals the path. We continue racing down the path; I see a set of gates covered up in vines up ahead. Without slowing down, I leap over the gates and land on the other side. The remainder of the pack land beside me, and we find ourselves within a vast courtyard. There´s barely anything remaining of the burned down manor, except for the charred stone foundations.