Madhouse Book Novels & Stories

“What are you doing? “ Following your suggestion. Madison answered. Doing a little research. Madison used her telekinesis to rapidly move the pages of the book, hoping to find answers to each of the girls’ enemies. “Wait a minute. Where did you get that book? “June said. “I mean I have skimmed through this library a million times and I never even seen that one,” “I just saw poking out of the shelf down there. I cannot explain it, but I think this might give us the answers we need,” “Mysterious cakes. Strange books. Talking cats. After everything we have gone through so far, nothing is going to surprise me again,” April G remarked as she shook her head. Madison stopped flipping through the bo

The house was so old there were a plethora of rooms that had just been boarded up and built around, some long forgotten and covered in dust. Around noon Madame James found them giggling, covered in dust in a cupboard that, when the fourth shelf was lifted, revealed a door to a tiny room filled with incredibly inappropriate books. “Girls, Michael and I have to go to the election. Our absence would be missed. Nyla, no matter what, do not leave this house. Understand?” All three nodded. “Have fun tonight. If you need anything, just ask.” Sarah and Breanne watched Madame James sweep down the hall, awed by their hostess. “There’s just something about her…” breathed Breanne.

Too late Damon pov The room was in a mess “Mess” was an understatement to the amount of destruction that was before me. It was more like a hurricane had passed through here. The furniture was smashed into pieces, The shelves that contained large collections of healing manuals and tables were smashed beyond recognition, and the books lit on fire. I crept forward, every muscle tense, and ready to fight. The room was a little dark, but it was nothing my wolf vision couldn't handle.

"Don’t worry. We have many other bedrooms." "Then-" and once again he cut me off. "Because I don't trust that everyone in this house has fed. I won't risk it..." He said. And with that he turned and left. Leaving me in his room...alone. I had to admit that his room was very simple. The duvets were black and white. The carpet was dark blue and the curtains dark red. He had a large desk in the corner which was stacked with the most unexpected things. Reading books! Actual leisure READING books. They ranged from horror to sci-fi. Most of them were written by a famous hunter author named Vladimir Rodriguez. Those books were mainly the "fiction" ones. They were fiction to humans, but all too real

It smelt of old papers, and I couldn't help but inhale the scent. Dark wooden tables with cushioned seats were arranged in the library. Keeping my head down, I check the corner in case there are cameras lurking in here. I didn’t notice any blinking, but that didn't put me at ease. The Auder's mansion has this eerie quality. I was on high alert all the time. I only let go when Carlo was around; maybe that was a mistake too. I pulled out a paperback about the light in the mind. It was my first time hearing about it. It’s written by J.E. Hampton. Never heard about him or her.

~VITTORIA ~ His office was large, spacious, organized and extremely neat. There was his fairly large wooden table at a far distance facing the door where he was sitting now. There was a shelf in a corner with a few books, a little golden vase flower on it as well, and some paperwork neatly arranged. There were two paintings beside each other on the wall, one was an abstract brush of charcoal and brown that looked like a man's portrait while the other was a minimalist one that I couldn't put together what it actually meant.

Yvonne then glanced at Jasper with a slightly questioning look in her eyes. She had gotten this dental crown custom-made for Lucas a while back. One of Lucas' teeth had grown rotten when he was young due to his terrible sweet tooth. Jasper's expression stiffened briefly before he quickly composed himself. "Didn't Noah like stealing things? If he had no place to store it, it'd make sense for him to hide it in his mouth or swallow it down. We can never truly understand the mind of someone as foul as him." Jasper's statement gave the audience the impression that the deceased had been a terribly immoral person.

“Give me a reason to declare you medically unfit for transport.” The heavy doors at the end of the corridor slammed open. Male voices echoed down the hall. Kaelen released my arm, his fingers lingering a moment against my cold skin. He took the armchair opposite the desk and pulled out a pen. “Begin.” I wore a familiar mask. I threw myself onto the floor near the hearth. I dragged my hands through my soot-stained hair. I began to mutter nursery rhymes, fragmented memories, and gibberish. “The birds are in the chimney, Doctor. They’re cooking the silver. The clock struck thirteen…” I rocked back and forth. “Julian dropped his tea. The poison is in the sugar. Don’t let the sugar melt…”

I push inside and start searching. Nightstand first. Nothing but lip balm and an old phone charger. Under the mattress. Empty. Closet. Just clothes. I drop to my knees, check under the bed. Dust. Then I see the wooden crate in the corner. The books Madeline sent. They’re stacked neat except one that’s tilted sideways, like someone dropped it in a hurry. I crawl over, pull the tilted book out. Old leather cover. No title. I flip it open. Halfway in, big black letters jump out.

Eren still owed me an explanation for all of this. He drove while Logan sat at the back with me. The ride was silent except for Logan, who kept whistling. He looked like the bubbly type; Eren, on the other hand, had glanced at me several times through the rearview mirror. Each time, I would flinch and avoid his eyes. This was not me at all. I was probably still embarrassed from last night. We got to Madison's house and it was unrecognisable. I gasped in horror as we walked in. The TV was destroyed, and her books were scattered and torn on the floor. Clothes were scattered everywhere and all her paintings were destroyed. There was blood on the wall and a drawing of a half shaped moon.