Gotham Wayne Manor Novels & Stories

Then Jaxon, his eyes fixed on the road as he gripped the steering wheel, explained, "My uncle is a high-ranking member of the organization. He likes the name because it reflects his secretive nature. He's like a shadow in our family, always hidden from public view. To maintain our anonymity, he needed an equally mysterious residence. Shadow Manor is more than just a house; it's a place filled with secrets." A place filled with secrets? Now that's intriguing. I think I know where to start my investigation. As we approached the grand gates, they swung open automatically, recognizing Jaxon's facial features. Stepping into the manor, I was greeted by a lush green expanse that felt more like a pa

Rhye keyed his access code into the concealed security panel near the gate, then slipped inside as the heavy iron parted to let him in. Once admitted, he veered off the long, paved drive and let the wooded grounds envelop him. Up ahead, a few hundred feet away, he could see the faint glow of the mansion’s lights through the thick cover of snow-dusted pines. Even though the warriors' true headquarters were housed in a subterranean compound beneath the Gothic manse, it wasn’t unusual to find one or more of the warriors and their mates using the house in the evenings for dinners or entertaining. But whoever was there tonight wasn’t enjoying any kind of pleasant recreation.

I guess I'll just have to wait and see. Following him, I walked down the candle lit hallways and stairs. It was very dark anywhere there wasn't a window, and I could barely see Lance. I couldn't figure out how he knew where he was going, considering the maze like structure of the hallways. The darkness didn't help the unsettling feeling the mansion gave me, although thanks to the close proximity to Lance, the unsettled feeling was alongside happiness. Eventually, we got into an old, abandoned-looking, and might I add huge, room. It had various pieces of furniture, paintings, and other things, like a storage attic; except it wasn't an attic. The room was only lit by the sun light seeping thro

You two headed off, winding your way through downtown towards the Benthouse building. It was a ten-minute walk through downtown before we got to the Benthouse building. The immense structure was one of the old style of skyscrapers, with lots of fancy stonework around the modernized revolving glass doors, and way far up you could see the same stonework on the upper corners of the building. They'd even shot a scene of that latest Batman movie on top of it, featuring one of the gargoyles as Bats himself looked out over the city. Benthouse was a 32-story edifice, and as you and Sabrina walked through the doors, you were greeted by a big, two-story entry hall with vaulted ceilings that looked lik

“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.

The district was home to a spacious and luxurious manor, whose name was well-known in Sunrise—Hornberg Manor. Anyone with a bit of knowledge about the place knew that it was the residence of Gareth Hornberg, the grandmaster. It was also a place where the rich and powerful gathered and mingled. It was always bustling with visitors from the legitimate and the underworld. Inside the tea room of the manor. Gareth, his hair streaked with gray, wore a grim expression on his face as he was on the phone with someone. “Grandmaster Hornberg, I am sorry about your nephew. I did not expect that little bastard would be so brutal.

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.

"No thanks on the karaoke part. I think I'm okay with us giving Nadia a visit." Jin chuckled amusingly before speaking. "Your wish is my command, oh great Dual-wolf." I giggled again as he drove faster. It took a while, but we eventually got to the south side of the city. After asking for directions, it was quite easy to find Blackwood Manor. Jin pulled to a stop in front of the large metal gate which was painted black. Beyond the gates was a manor with moss-covered grey walls that stood as a testament to the passing of time. The place looked abandoned, but I knew better.

“I said get my car ready morons!” The man dashed out again. Once his car was ready, Elder Conor climbed in and gave his driver the location. After minutes of driving, his car stopped in front of an exquisite building. Silas Darkthorn, the chief lycan elder’s mansion. Only the ones with wealth were able to afford such distinguished houses. Elder Conor with all his wealth couldn't afford it. Someday he might but for now he wanted his woman back. After a brief check at the gate, they were allowed to drive in.

Chet pushed his glasses up his nose and said coldly, "You knew that there would be a lot of people here. After you attacked Evelyn, there was no way you could escape. How were they going to save you?" Mandy furrowed her brow in pain. "Wayne said that after you guys captured me, he knew that Warren wouldn't hand me over to the police. Instead, he'd lock me in this basement. Wayne said that he is familiar with this basement, so he'd think of a way to break me out." Chet's mouth twitched upon hearing that. No wonder Mandy refused to confess despite getting beaten. She was waiting for someone to rescue her. This was the secret basement beneath the Larkin Manor. Wayne used to be the Larkins' butl