Jared Leto Haunted Mansion Novels & Stories

What if the machine caused the present and future to change? They arrived at the door of the project room. Rajata realized that there was no longer a chance to back off. “Madame et monsieur, bienvenue dans le Projet 'Beyond Horizon',” said Harso as he opened the door. ***

“I’ll give you two one minute. Only one of you can live. If neither of you has taken action after one minute, both of you have to die.” With those final words, Joe said no more and left the mansion’s lounge without looking back. The rain got heavier outside. It continuously washed away this ground that was filled with blood and wickedness. Bracing the rain, Joe strode out of Jerome’s mansion. Just as he reached the mansion’s gate, a hysterical shriek reverberated from the mansion’s living room. It was the screams of Jemma Quintus. Outside the gates, a black-clothed bodyguard was holding an umbrella, shielding Joe from the rain. A black Rolls Royce was parked by the roadside. It was once Jako

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

She said, barely above a whisper. The door suddenly opened and in came Alec and Astrid, they smiled at her and Eden wiped her tears and walked to them. “Bad news, unfortunately. We lost the car, they passed through an abandoned neighbourhood with no cameras, and finding them through satellite cameras would take months. We tried everything, and we think Elijah’s gone off the grid.” Astrid said and Eden sighed. “Hear that Malakai, that’s why we need you.” Alec said over Eden’s shoulder who let out a little laugh.

They must have a death wish. Joseph responded and floored the gas, speeding toward Yacano Mansion. Yacano Mansion was at the border between Drunham City and the state capital. It was an hour's drive away. At that point, it was already late at night. A Jeep suddenly came to a complete stop in front of Yacano Mansion. The ear-piercing sound of the brakes echoed through the mansion. Liam and Joseph jumped out of the car at the same time. They had a bone-chilling gaze as they looked at the gates of the luxurious mansion.

He was heading straight for Mediland, where it all started, where this nightmare might end. "We've got to move," I said, voice hard despite the fear clawing at me. "Before he's hunted down—or worse." Leo groaned, hauling himself up, eyes still sharp with anger. "Fine, sister. But he's not Darren anymore. He's Lester's Memory Agent, and he'll kill you without blinking." "I know," I said, swallowing the panic. "But I've got to try." With Seth at my side and Leo grudgingly on board, we stepped into the night, chasing the ghost of the man I'd loved, now a monster I might not survive.

And someone on the inside is helping her. Damon stared at the screen, jaw locked. “There’s a traitor in our circle.” Juliette felt her heart spike. “Who would betray Mason like this?” He met her gaze. “Anyone who fears what we’ll uncover.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Lockwood mausoleum was tucked behind a curtain of trees and vines. A heavy wrought-iron gate loomed, flanked by angel statues whose faces had been weathered away by time. Damon unlocked the rusted gate with a hidden key, long unused.

Lucky there’s nothing deep needing stitches. In my grieving and broken state, I begin to feel faint. I let myself go and pass out. Opening my eyes I feel myself transported into another realm. Standing in front of me is my grandmother’s house which stands in front of a looming property which I dare not go near. The “LeFleur” mansion. A place said to belong to my ancestors from centuries ago. A place that continues to haunt my dreams since a child. Something about this place calls to my soul, it pulls me and begs me to return. The house stands in the Normandy countryside. She feels it in the wind and air, she feels it in the depths of the earth, it’s as if a spirit like a piece of me is locke