Jamie Haunting Of Bly Manor Novels & Stories

I screamed into the tape, but Jamie placed the phone to his ears. “I wish you didn’t see him, Jamie.” Jamie gasped and the phone slipped from his hand, clattering to the ground. He looked frozen, his entire body becoming rigid and pale. I paused when I saw the glint of the long, thin, metal knife William raised. I screamed just as he slammed the knife into Jamie’s neck.

After I was done peeling the apple, I munched on it and began chatting with her, seemingly nonchalantly, like I was just talking about the weather, while telling her everything that had happened in my past life. Lacey's eyes were first filled with terror, then confusion, then shock. When I was done with my story, Lacey said with much difficulty, "Impossible… You couldn't have had a past life… That's all bullshit! "I'd never have killed you… I'd never… You shouldn't believe it… You're making a stupid mistake!" I threw the apple core into the trash can and wiped my hands clean. "Don't be stupid. Why would I ever kill you? Your boyfriend will do the job instead.

Adam and my coworkers exchanged puzzled looks. "Yeah, if no one was inside, how could there be blood?" "Because I didn't die." I walked out of the emergency stairwell and moved toward the elevator, step by step, stopping before everyone. I was completely unharmed. "I didn't die, so of course it wasn't blood. It was just strawberry jam." Seeing me alive, something flickered across Adam's eyes. He blurted out reflexively, "You're not dead?" My coworkers from the 33rd floor stared in disbelief.

I finish pouring the coffee, bow my head, and quickly retreat to the kitchen, feeling like I just survived a walk through a minefield. I lean against the cool stainless steel of the kitchen counter, closing my eyes, trying to control my rough breathing. "You messed up, didn't you?" I jolt, my eyes flying open. Jamie, the quiet, creepy maid who always seems to stay in the shadows, is standing directly behind me. She is staring at my shaking hands, a strange, figuring smirk on her face. "Excuse me?" I ask, my voice tightening defensively. "You've been out of focus all morning," Jamie whispers, leaning in a bit closer. "Jumping at shadows. Dropping things. You did something wrong, didn't you? S

"Can I ask something?" Claire turned to her slowly. "You don't work for Mr. Hawthorne." "No, but I'm her emotional support human, so." Jamie gestured at me. "What happens if she accidentally goes into the office? Like, is there an alarm? Security? Does he actually turn into someone scary or is he already at maximum scary?" Claire stared at her for a long moment. "The car will collect you tomorrow morning at nine, Miss Cole." She left without answering Jamie's question.

He saw a short blonde-haired serpent woman, known to be Cora, giving him pain and agony. Before he died, Jamie sterned at a handsome dark grey-haired man with green eyes, pulling a devilish smile. Then everything else afterward - it just cut to black. Aisha jumped back up to her feet. Tears leaked out her tear ducts in pain of the truth. Jamie was killed by Jagger. She needed to tell Garrix. She needed to alert the others. The Vampire King was in town. -END-

Just as she opened the gate, the same man from the long black coat that Benjamin saw earlier appeared before her. Amara saw his ghostly appearance that was flying in air with no limbs and she was shivering with terror. Her complete body was sweating, the heart rate increased and she was almost at the stage of collapse. "Go away from here, there is nobody residing inside. Go away." He admonished her firm. Amara shook her head even when she was on the verge of losing conscience. "Alexander is inside. I need to save him." She argued solid and stretched open the wide gates of the haunted house.

I didn't even know I was coming here when I took his hand but a small voice in my head reminded me that I chose to go with him, even though I had no idea where we were going to. Well that was then, this is now and right now I was tired of his company. I stood up ready to storm back to my apartment, paying no attention to his calm voice calling my name until I reached the door but someone beat me to getting it open at that very moment. I stood still, wondering who else that could be when the door opened up to no other than my lecturer…. Mr Young. Then all of a sudden it hit me, I could not believe that I didn't connect the dots earlier but then again if someone had told me that there was a po

I peek behind Pyotr's shoulder and see the rest of the people who were taken following behind us. I shift my head, now looking at the manor. The manor has a way of belonging to the land it graced. Its walls are varying shades of grays and browns hidden behind tall withering black trees. The moonlight cast upon it makes it look as if it were glowing. I would be in awe of such a grand manor, but this place is not a house from a fairytale, but rather a nightmare. The black trees surrounding the manor look almost alive, and feel if I look away for even a moment they will move. My heart hammers in my ears and I unconsciously grab onto Pyotr's clothes. He looks down at me, releasing an annoyed sig

Alpha Anthony was dead, and she killed him. In utter disbelief of her own actions, she almost didn’t catch the moving figure in front of her. When her eyes finally looked up, they widened to find none other than her husband standing inches away from her, staring at her with shock as she lay soaked in his father’s blood. **** Just as Jamie arrived, he heard a loud cry. His heart climbed to his throat, grasped by fear. Fastening his pace, he rushed into the house all the while praying that he wasn’t too late. The sight of blood spilled on the floor made his fear come true, making him realize that he had not arrived in time. With his heart pounding against his chest in anticipation, he lifted h