Jamie Bly Manor Novels & Stories

We can't have any more surprises. Paul nods silently, then exited the living room where we all gathered. “I'm telling you, I saw her.” Edna's certainty was almost… tangible, “It was Jamie. That champagne blonde hair and those piercing gray eyes—I'd know her anywhere.” The image of that blonde, gray-eyed woman from the hospital flashed through my mind. Could she be Jamie? “I believe you, Edna,” Helen stated, “Andrei needs to get a handle on this Jamie situation. One maniac is more than enough to deal with; we don't need another one loose in this house.”

“Joseph, I found Mom’s grave and brought her the flowers she loved. I also greeted Dad so he knows I’m your wife. For their sake, how about we get treatment and not get a divorce?” She talked nonstop beside me, yet I stayed silent. Her excitement faded when Derek appeared. He barged into my house, looked around with disdain, and fixed his gaze on Jaime. His eyes lit up, and he looked pitiful. “Jaime, why did you block me? You disappeared for so long. I couldn’t find you anywhere. Did Joseph say something to you? Do you know how worried I was?” He glanced at me, his eyes turning cold. “Joseph, don’t drag Jaime into your mother’s illness. She’s just a woman…”

For a moment she watched as Jamie's eyes stared at her in bewilderment while he processed the information, and then widened again in understanding. “She- that fucker!” The next minute he was off the couch and stomping towards the girl, who was still talking to the man. “Hey! You murderer!” *** Daisy looked up from her interaction with Klaus in confusion, and stepped back when she saw the man charging towards her. “You- you fucking whore!” “W-what?” “Sir, I suggest you refrain from making a ruckus,” Carl's voice said. “You're in an establishment-” “Oh, but I have to, bro!” Jamie yelled. “Do you know what this lady did?! She killed a man, bro! She killed an old man!”

"I've worked for Ms. Emerson for many years, and I know her like the back of my hand. Ms. Emerson mentioned that her mother is the only living relative she has. The rest of her family has passed away." Lydia's expression darkened instantly. "Passed away? How could that bitch say that?" Jamie's rage boiled over, and she hurled an insult at Rose. A sudden chill crept up their spines, accompanied by the relentless echo of imposing footsteps drawing closer. Lydia and Jamie shuddered and whirled around. Approaching them was an imposing man in a dark uniform, his sharp gaze fixed upon them. Jamie stared at him blankly, momentarily transfixed. Her heart raced uncontrollably as if it might leap from

Brayan, of course, could always reject mader but with every tantrum thrown, a child is murdered and mader knows just how to make Bryan feel guilty for their deaths. He got taken at a tender age and never got to experience love. He's been dark, pained, hurt, and alone ever since he got to the mansion. The case became worst when he managed to make five new friends and mader killed them all when she figured they were working on an escape plan. Only then did Brayan realize he is a human tracker for mader. She could read him like an open book and find him no matter what part of the mansion or place he was. One of the reasons he refused to escape with Sonia.

★★★ The Lawrence family manor was one of the oldest residential manors in South Hampton City, surrounded by trees and a small lake. There were guards outside of the manor gate. In South Hampton City, Lawrence was a prominent family. “Are you hungry?” Jessica asked Cornell as they stepped inside her family house. Subtly grinning, Cornell shook his head and denied his mother. His gaze traveled throughout the entire manor and the unknown residents of this enormous manor. He was a little taken aback that his mother had to work so hard to become a well-known actress and model, despite the fact that his granddad had a fat bank account.

His eyes turned to us and he immediately kept quiet, his panic turning into awkwardness. "Mom?" Jamie called in mild confusion as he rushed to his mother's side. "What's going on here?" Her eyes widened in shock at the sight of us and she suddenly broke down into tears. Her shoulders shook violently as she buried her face in her small hands. I quickly went to comfort her while Jamie confronted the man. "Who are you?" Jamie asked, his eyes narrowing. The older man stared at Jamie for a while before quietly saying, "It's not what it looks like. I just came to-"

Jamie shook his head. Running along the edge of the beach, Jamie spotted something he hadn’t noticed before: a mansion, perched atop the cliffs, pale stone glowing in the late afternoon sun. On the outside he was able to spot two figures. He couldn't fully see them so he called out to them. “ Help! Please HELP ME! My friend is hurt.” His throat felt hoarse It seemed they didn't hear him because they walked leisurely back into the mansion

The first twenty-six years of her life were miserable, but after meeting Callum, her life was filled with happiness and contentment. It seemed God pitied her enough to grant her a fulfilling second half of her life. While Camryn reminisced, Trenton called Lana after ending his call with his sister. When Lana answered the phone, he apologized, “Lana, I’m sorry, I can’t take you to visit Wildridge Manor. “Wildridge Manor is the Yorks’ ancestral home. It’s not a tourist attraction and isn’t open to the public. Even their close relatives and friends need to call in advance to report their visit and obtain permission before going there.”

Roman reminded, with a grim look in his eyes. They both knew that Jamie wasn't one bit ready to lead the mafia. "She has to! I'll be here..." Bryce said, in a resolute tone. In the next second, he started to walk toward the door, just to go see Jamie. However, the door creaked open and Jamie appeared. "What are you both talking about?" She asked, in a surprised tone. She couldn't wrap her head about the fact that she was going to take over the mafia. It felt like she was hearing things.