It's So Lonely In My Mansion Novels & Stories

The thing that it smelled like detergent powder instead of him ruined my mood more. I need a coffee. Deciding to call Oliver instead to know if he knew about Syl's whereabouts, I walked out of the room and headed downstairs. Damn those huge corridors! If someone got a heart attack, they would die before people would be able to take them out of the mansion. Which sane person lived alone in a whole mansion as big as a castle? Duncan De Sylvano did. I dialed Oliver's number. A curse left my lips as it went directly to voicemail.

“For as long as mother was here with me, this old mansion was a home for me but after her demise this same mansion had become a prison. Sitting in the corner, I used to cry looking at the gloominess of the house, I used to be scared enough to sleep at night all alone. Father was with me for some time but he also had to take care of other stuff. Moreover, he always told me to overcome my fear and to kill loneliness. He gave me books and in those books I surrounded myself and in no time they became my decampment from loneliness and fear.” “Being confined here for a long time I never lost my hope to leave this mansion on one fine day. I never killed my inner desires to see a crowd of people, m

🎶I've found no cure for the loneliness, I've found no cure for the sickness. Nothing here feels like home, Crowded streets but I'm all alone🎶 HOME- X AMBASSADORS, MACHINE GUN KELLY & BEBE REXHA. " Iris? honey you awake?" Clement's mom, Mrs Phoebe calls out as she opens my bedroom door by a squeak for fear of waking me if I wasn't already up. But I have been up for the past two hours. The discomfort is killing me.

The mansion was awfully quiet now that I was alone in this big empty prison I now have to call home. Xavier was in a rush last night, and I had no intention of stopping him. Somehow, being alone after being surrounded by people the whole week was comforting. Looking around, the lavish master's bedroom the size of an apartment is empty. I didn't notice it yesterday but it looked soulless.

“So let me get this straight.” He glanced at Raven. “I spent twenty-four years being completely alone…” He looked at the Alpha Hunter and the two smaller beasts. “And now I suddenly have an army of monsters?” Raven crossed her arms. “That’s one way to describe it.” Ethan sighed. “This night just keeps getting better.” But Raven didn’t smile. Her eyes had moved past Ethan. Toward the roof of a nearby building. Ethan noticed her expression. “What is it?” She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she whispered one word.

Then I finally appreciated that my hands and feet were not bound to anything. I looked around and saw a dimly lit room, which didn't have much in it apart from the chair she had been sitting on, a small bathroom in the corner. Atleast it wasn't a bucket. The mattress I was currently sitting on and a small barred window, which was too high to reach anyway. I swear this woman is crazy. I dunno how long I had been in the room when the door was opened again. "Missed me?" She asked but I didn't even respond to her. She sat down on the chair. "Well now I want to properly welcome you to my empire. Ever heard of the black widow?"

I think the last part laughing in my head I'm not ugly but I'm not much to come after either so I feel safe even horny, wet, and alone I don't feel like I'm in any danger. I shop some and then take stuff to my house to put it away. I walk to my room smiling and thinking maybe I should go to my room for some alone time to fix myself when my dad calls for me. He says, "Put that stuff up and meet me out back when you're done." I sigh and do as he asks. I rush to my room and put the bags down, then I run down the stairs and head to the back door. We have a huge backyard, and it's my favorite place to be. When i come out the door, i see flower pettals sprinkled along the ground. It seems to lead

“You know, this mansion has felt like a damn library since you left, it’s too quiet and dull. I never realized how boring my life was until you weren’t in it.” “Oh… I guess it must be peaceful for you then,” she answered faintly, fighting back her emotions. “Peaceful?” Vincenzo let out a short laugh. “No, baby, it’s not peaceful. It feels empty. I only like this mansion with you in it. Without you, it feels lifeless.” His voice broke slightly, revealing the depth of his loneliness. Seraphina swallowed hard, her throat tightening. “I’ll talk later. I’m feeling sleepy,” she whispered, eager to end the call before her tears gave her away. She hung up quickly.

With a heavy heart, I muster the courage to open the door and cautiously look at my surroundings, relieved to find no one lurking in the shadows. Stepping out into the hallway, my bare feet meeting the cold touch of the marble floors, a sense of unease grips me. This mansion holds a dark history—it's the same place where my stepfather was murdered and met his tragic end. Now, I find myself alone in this ghostly place, haunted by unsettling noises and consumed by thoughts of survival.

Here in the Malhotra mansion; The night was as dark as the inside of the mansion. Only the limited lights were illuminating to make out a way through hallways. All the housekeepers were off duty by now and left for the servant's quarter. He lives alone in his big mansion as alone as he is in his life. The cold breeze was rustling through the curtains of his room and fanning his face. His lonely figure stood in the middle of a room, holding a lit cigarette between his long fingers while he stared at the wall covered with pictures.