Jared Leto Haunted Mansion Novels & Stories

Why, I'm here to kill you, of course! Leto continued with a chuckle, "As my brother-in-arms, you should be happy that I came all the way here to personally end your existence!" "I truly am happy. You see, I wanted to find a good time to travel to Mogerra to seek you out. I never expected that you'd show up before me." Murderous intent flared from Thiago's form at that moment. "Leto Mabry, since you're here, you might as well stay here forever!"

“Huuuuuuuh!” Leah took a deep breath before pressing the doorbell of the grand Hacienda Ferman mansion. “I can do this. I’m with my child, the heir to Alejandro’s legacy. I can’t afford to be scared. Even though Alejandro abandoned me and chose Furtiza, I don’t care anymore. I need to uncover the truth, so I’ll enter this mansion as a maid—to see Furtiza’s situation firsthand! I want to know if she’s truly happy with my husband!” Leah whispered to herself.

I smiled and declared, "Let the game of hide and seek begin." Through the cameras, we watched as Shadow frantically searched the dorm, muttering to herself, "Where? Where is she?" While Shadow was tearing the place apart looking for me, Celeste and I were already out of the school, having been picked up by Helena and taken to her luxurious mansion. The three of us sprawled out on a sofa larger than most beds, sipping champagne and enjoying delicious desserts made by a personal chef. Back at the dorm, Shadow was seething with rage, while in Helena's mansion, Howard was in tears, groveling while begging for forgiveness. But Helena just spat coldly, "It's over between us. Stop bothering me and

I was two hours late. God! He was already grumpy as it was, and me breaking his rule didn't make anything better. I fumbled for my phone. Five missed calls. All from the house line. "I gotta go," I told Lexi. "You want me to come with you?I can send you home,you know?" "No. He’ll probably just give me another icy monologue and vanish into the shadows." I hugged her quickly and ran out, my heels clicking on the pavement. In just a few minutes I arrived at the mansion.The mansion looked eerie in the moonlight. Too quiet. Too still.

"Dinner is ready." Leo's heart dropped. He spun toward the basement door at the end of the hall. It was closed. It was always closed. He had locked it that morning—he always locked it, out of habit, out of the vague fear that something might crawl up from that dark hole. But the voice had come from behind that door. A voice he did not recognize. A voice that had no business being in his house. "Hello?" he called out. No answer. The house was dead quiet. He could hear his own pulse in his ears.

The moment the attendant walked away, Lucas lowered his voice immediately. “You saw that?” “Yes.” I answered Lucas cursed again. “This place is becoming more uncomfortable by the hour.” Letty looked between us anxiously. “What did he know?” I slipped the phone into my pocket slowly. “Enough to react.” I said Her face paled slightly. “They’re watching us.” “No,” I corrected quietly. “They’re listening.” And somehow, that felt worse. The halls of House Lunareth seemed even stranger at night as large silver chandeliers glowed softly overhead while moonlight spilled across ancient stone floors.

His dad smacked his head. "Stupid. You know why. The doctor has given him sedatives for his body to heal properly. And rest. Take Trist and Elliot with you. To drive you to the Mansion. And you have to stay by him okay". His dad left the room with the doctor calling in the Betas to get the car ready. Stephen dressed Callum properly, lifting in his arms, he quickly seated in his range rover. He could feel Callum's temperature rising up. Trist lifted his eyebrow and Elliot huffed. Though he didn’t mate with humans and he was a top. But he could relate.

The estate aboveground lay bathed in morning light, calm and serene, as if it had forgotten the labyrinth of secrets lurking beneath. Carson and Justina moved cautiously through the grand halls, their footsteps echoing faintly on polished marble. Vault Zero had been neutralized, his father contained, yet the estate itself still hummed with quiet life,its walls a reminder of the years of manipulation and countless eyes that had silently watched them grow. Justina paused near a tall stained-glass window, sunlight scattering across her face, painting her features in shards of gold and crimson. “Even with everything destroyed,” she murmured softly, “this place… it still feels haunted.”

Luca's scream echoed through the mansion. Followed by laughter. Then another scream. Then someone shouting, "Stop throwing things at him!" For a brief moment, the Romano mansion almost felt normal again. Almost. Three nights later, the illusion shattered. The mansion suddenly went dark. Every light died at once. The chandeliers. The hallway lamps. The security systems. Everything. A collective groan echoed through the building. Then came Luca's voice from somewhere downstairs. "IF THIS IS AN ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT, I'M OFFENDED BY THE TIMING."