Mouse Mansion Book Novels & Stories

LENA’S POV I wake up smiling stupidly, at the new book on my nightstand again. No note. No name. Just him. Or the ghost of this mansion that keeps leaving books. Either way, I’ll take it. These books are the only thing I look forward to now. A knock. Maria comes in with the vacuum. She doesn’t speak. Not yet. She never does. I open the book anyway. Yellow highlights on page one. His handwriting in the margin.

Her mansion is purely vintage. The walls are bookshelves overcrowded with books, even the lengthy table in the middle of this space is occupied with books and blueprints of magic—just like how messy a mage could be. I laid the carrier on the table, silently, observing her motions that might seem alarming while she's performing enchantment to Hedwelch and Danteleon.

Here comes the mummy of the monster. Yay! Cole PoV I gaped as a gigantic mansion lit up in the darkness of the night. No joke. He's really big. It reminds me of Taj Majal in Nepal because there is a man-made lake in front of the Mansion where the castle-like house reflects. "Leofwin, the size of your house!" I just said. I heard Bennet jump. "That isn't mine. That's my parents." "Wherever husband! There are only three of you brothers, who else will inherit that? Not your Kuya Castor certainly, he is richer. Not your Sister Hanna, that is Blacksheep," My saliva was dripping while staring at the Mansion.

So I ended up telling her about Lily, Selene and Aurora. “So there’s still one of them roaming free in the castle?” she cried. “Remember the girl who brought us tea the other day?” “That’s why she stared at you like that!” “I’m afraid so.” In the afternoon, she helped me sit by the window with one of the books she’d brought, and told me to open it while she fetched the chest with my brushes and ribbons. My hair was already long enough for her to try more complex braids. I was mesmerized by the book. It was a true work of ark, written in black ink with gorgeous, colorful illustrations in most of the pages. It was a children’s story, telling how the wolves had arrived in the Dale.

Celeste breathes out. “Bonus points for Nate if she has him tested for moondust,” Luca continues, making his way through the office and peeking around corners and drapes. “Where the hell—?” Luca starts, stepping forward. “There’s no door that looks like the one Nate drew. You sure it’s in here?” “Well—” I start, but then a book tumbles from a shelf. Just drops like it was shoved. It lands with a dull thud and kicks up a puff of dust.

And yes, my feelings are stupid enough to confirm it regardless of what is currently happening all around us. I know I just met him, but something about him is so familiar, so comfortable and the memory of us dancing earlier was the happiest I have ever been. The wolves entered a tall-gated mansion and stopped in front of the entrance of the mansion. It was the biggest mansion I have ever seen, well aside from the mansions that I see on TV. I have never thought that a mansion would exist in the middle of the forest. But there it was in all its grandeur and glory. It was more like a castle than a mansion. The wolves who were carrying us lowered themselves to let us down. I was about to walk t

It was too quiet, eerily quiet. Dolores decided to walk forward, after wandering for a while, she finally saw...a book. As soon as Dolores got close to the unusual book in the middle of the white room, she was sucked in. As if watching a document, Dolores felt her eyes going through a novel called, "Saving my moonlight in the haunted mansion". Sadie Laurent was going through her late grandfather's stuff when she found an old key. Sadie being a curious cat spirit, kept pestering her parents to know where this place was, but her parents kept avoiding answering. At last, Sadie pestered the old granny of her house.

So far, I had learnt what the pack looked like, where the warriors usually had their meals, how to eat at the dinner table and so on. She had also shown me around the mansion and all I managed to remember was the Walter Library which was a very large library and it reminded me of the human movie, Beauty And The Beast' where the beast showed the girl his library and she instantly fell in love, just like me. The walls were plain white and had a lot of dimensions which created a cosy and comfortable aura. It was two floors high with glass panels as railings, and the books ranged from the earliest centuries all the way to this present century. It held human books, folklore, werewolf beginnings,

Intrigued, i decided to take the book back to the cabin to show Nikau. When i arrived back at the cabin, i excitedly showed Nikau the book, telling him all about the strange symbols and images that i had seen. Nikau was equally intrigued by the book, but nikau said that he would be leaving to check out on the pack for a few days. He asked me not to join him as he would be travelling in his wolf form. After he left, I settled into my cozy spot by the fireplace in the cabin, I opened the old book I had checked out from the library. The title, "The Lost Village of Ravenswood", immediately caught my attention and I was eager to learn more about this mysterious place.

Cassian immediately returns to his apple. I smile. The mansion doesn't feel so frightening anymore. It feels like home. And that's the part that surprises me most. --- I begin learning the mansion in a different way. Not as a place filled with locked doors and rules, but as a place where life happens. I learn which staircase creaks. Which windows let in the most sunlight in the afternoon. Which library chair is the most comfortable. Which corridor Eveline takes when she wants to avoid Cassian. And, unfortunately, which kitchen cabinet Cassian keeps his stolen snacks in.