Mcduck Manor Novels & Stories

"Put the things in the trunk of my car." "Mr. Ellerker, I will drive for you." "No need, I can go by myself." Later, Jaden personally drove and took the precious medicinal herbs and gifts to the Dorset Clinic. The Mercer's mansion, located in the heart of the city, was a grand and opulent residence. It was built in the 19th century and stood as a symbol of wealth and power. The mansion boasted intricate architectural details, with its towering columns and ornate carvings. Inside, the rooms were adorned with luxurious furnishings and exquisite artwork. The Mercer family, who were prominent members of society, hosted lavish parties and gatherings in their magnificent home. However, as time pas

shatters the otherwise quiet air. The QR code has been sent to Duke’s phone. My veins thrum with excitement and anticipation as I peer down at his screen. “What does it say? Where did he keep them?” “It says here 7332 West Allen Avenue. That’s all.” “Duke, can you figure out where this is?” My voice drips with barely restrained impatience. Duke whips out his iPad and within seconds, his fingers are flying over the keys. “On it.” A minute later, he says; “it’s an abandoned animal farm called Eat Better Stables about twenty kilometers from here. If we leave now, we should get there before sunrise.”

He likes to refer to them a bottom feeders, vultures or the classic 'fucking freaks' depending on his mood. With all the media coverage that the case had garnered nation wide, he had hordes of people beating the doors down to see it. Everyone had wanted to see the infamous 'murder motel' where the crazy man and his deranged son had kidnapped all those women and then brutally murdered them. Everyone's favorite place to check out was the old well that had held all the bodies of the victims.

I shrug. “I think her dad hunts, so he keeps a cabin on the outskirts of Millbrook. You know, in the unincorporated area where they’re always warning us off from? Well, the area is super peaceful and absolutely beautiful. I’ve been once before, and trust me, the cabin’s nice. This isn’t some ramshackle getaway. It’s done up with all the amenities inside.” Duke scrunches his nose. “Like a pool and a sauna?” I try really hard to contain it, but he still sees my eye roll.

-- On his way back to the manor, Madden's phone buzzed in his pocket. Thinking it's a new update about Wild Boars, he took out the phone, but surprisingly, it's not his phone. It's the phone he took from Adeline earlier—her phone. There's a new message on the screen. Immediately he read it, he pocketed the phone and continued his journey like it was nothing. -- [7PM- Basement] The old basement is located at the far end of the clan, inside one of the abandoned buildings. Malik and his gang got here. before 7. They've been awaiting their prey since then.

It was probably nothing, he thought **. Adams led Ichabod to a small house close to the market’s street. They had parked Simon’s car somewhere close, so they had to trek. It was already getting dark and only few houses around had electricity. Ichabod followed, wondering whom they were about to meet. Was she a sort of witch or a demon? He couldn’t say, yet his curiosity got the better part of him. As they got to the balcony of the house, Adams pushed the door opened and they were enveloped by the blackness of the interior. Ichabod could perceive the scent of dried herbs mixed with chemicals.

Mrs Diana said. “The Knights?” Adrian seemed to be a bit lost hearing about Knights! He had known about the huge old Knight Mansion which once used to be a very magnificent building but now was old and maintained by only one caretaker! But if Mrs Murdock was in Knight Mansion that means she was in Houston! And it was impossible to drive there and return the same day! Also Mrs Diana was old and can’t travel by road!

It was a stone throw away from the bar. The only explanation I could render was McCoy just wanted to be close to him. He was a stalker once. God knows what goes through his mind. I got down from his bike and handed Frank his helmet then tried to straighten my hair. "So where is his house?" I finally asked McCoy. "Over there." He pointed to the only heavily furnished house in the area. The house was a duplex that looked like it was mirrored in half. Coloured Yellow and elegantly finished with white cement.

I really didn’t enjoy hiding out in the restrooms constantly. “That man has a death wish. He told my mom – “ He looks around the dining hall and leans into the table, whispering. “He told my mom to push the mating ceremony. Again. I swear, my sister is about to have her heart eaten by a shark.” Dorian takes an angry bite of his bread and turns to look back at Ronan, muttering profanities under his breath.