Madhouse Book Novels & Stories

Salem The entire morning, Madison stayed in her room. I blamed myself for her sudden change of mood. I hurriedly searched through the book for more pictures of my kind, but there were only two pictures. My mom in her human form and her wolf form. The book was mostly words; sadly, words I cannot read because I am illiterate. I heard Madison's door close. I quickly threw the book back into the box and took up the small book she was using to teach me the alphabet before she could spot me with the book her ex-mate wrote about my kind.

She pressed her ear to the hidden panel as Marcella’s voice slithered through the crack: “Lock this wing. Replace the books with crystal sculptures. And burn that Shakespeare volume—it reeks of failure.” This was were Amara always crept in after midnight, flashlight beam trembling. The shelves were already half-empty, gaps like missing teeth. Mama’s desk was stripped bare except for the wedged Peter Rabbit. The floor was scattered with torn pages—her translations of Machiavelli, her notes on The Inferno. She gathered the fragments, stuffing them into her cotton dress. Kneeling in the dust, she pressed her scarred wrist to the oak desk, leaving her own mark in the wood grain.

He deserves it for not bringing me any breakfast. My stomach growls as I keep exploring my new room. There are books all over the place. I pull out A Healer’s Encyclopedia, A Collection of Diseases and Ailments, and A Compendium of Poisons from the shelves. One dusty book stands out to me. Experiments: Book One is scrawled in nearly unreadable handwriting on the thick spine. I flip it open to a random page. Wolves Healing Times is written in messy letters at the top of the parchment.

“Okay. “ Mike nodded and headed towards the other part of the manor. After he passed the main hall, exchanging nods with the servants and some of his other colleagues, he ended up in a part of the house he had not been to before. Tonight the security was less tight, as they had made sure all guests were checked and they didn’t expect trouble. They always checked the visitors but only if they had gang members visiting. Tonight, most guests didn’t pose any threat to anyone not only here, but in general. Mike checked some of the rooms and eventually ended up in one of the libraries. It was a nice, small library with a great collection. Once Mike took his surroundings in , he made sure all was f

Next day Chenyin went to the bathroom to take a shower. Zhong Yu entered the room silently. She started to find the book. She found a book under Chenyin's pillow. She understood that it's the secret book. That's why Chenyin put it here. She took the book and put a poison book in it's place. Then she left with the book. Suddenly, Chenguang entered the room with a tray of foods. She knew that Chenyin was in the bathroom. She placed the tray in the table and quickly started to find the book. She found the poison book under the pillow. She never seen the secret book before. So she thought it was the book. Then she run away from the Palace with the poison book.

I would make everything worse if I did. I only tried to change my action a little for the sake of achieving my plans yet, I received attention, the character’s actions diverted from the original storyline, and what’s worst was one of my targets suffered. There was a new place in this mansion, I discovered. It was none other than our library that led to the attic! It has various selections of books with different topics such as politics, history, and even novels. When I asked the butler, he said there were more than a thousand books in a two-story facility.

I lament. "Well, you could just find a way to incapacitate him for a long time. You could pay off a doctor or better still, we wait till he's out of the hospital and by himself and then we slowly start to poison him. I hear they're injections or drugs that slowly paralyse and decapitate people so we could just find a way to give them to him or something and slowly, he'll start to die and we can't even get blamed cause they'll all think it's of natural causes." She replies and I'm shocked. I've always known Mia was crazy but to think she just planned a murder in her head in less than a minute actually baffles me.

Why do I even have to prepare him food when he has so many maid to do that for him. I decided to prepare some stew and grilled fish for him. But since Thiago was not yet around for the next hour, I decided to explore the mansion’s expansive library, a sanctuary filled with rare books and artifacts. I couldn’t believe that Thiago’s house actually owns this much books that normal libraries wouldn’t probably have. As I browsed the shelves, a quiet voice interrupted my thoughts. “Looking for something specific, Madame Bridgette?” I turned to see Magda, one of the maids, standing nearby. Her eyes were guarded, and there was a hint of something unspoken in her gaze. “Just taking a break,” I replie

“It is not the enemy that lurks outside your home that you should fear but the enemy that you dine and share a home with…” ~ Lucas Chaos An hour later, Chaos and her family made their way to Alpha River’s house and towards the conference room. Kiara was still smiling sweetly whiles the twins and their mother wore blank looks on their faces. As for Chaos, the look on her face was zero to none. Thanks to her new look, she looked scary and somewhat dead and funnily enough, that was exactly how she felt inside.

To my surprise, it opens. "What the ...?" I whisper. Alec steps in front of me, pushing the door open all the way. He takes a step inside, and I follow. The inside of the warehouse is creepy too. The floors are covered in dust and cobwebs, and all the furniture is overturned and broken. But despite the mess, it's obvious that somebody is living here. There are candles burning in the corners, and there's a mattress in the back corner. I can see clothes draped over an old chair, and a pile of books stacked against the wall.