Raymond Ablack Haunting Of Bly Manor นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The moment the lid lifted, the entire ballroom fell silent. Every smile froze. Inside were neatly arranged funeral wreaths, memorial candles, black ribbons of condolence, and a stack of sympathy cards... And at the center sat a black ebony urn. A chilling sense of dread swept through the ballroom, instantly stripping away its glamour and celebration. "Damn it!" Raymond's face turned deathly pale as he let out a furious, startled shout and stumbled backward. "Who did this?!" "WHO DID THIS?!" Reynold flew into a rage, his entire body trembling with fury. Pointing at the chest, his voice rose into a strained shout.

Blanche said, she stood and walked in front of the table, she crosses her arms, not leaving her stare on Hent. “How would you know?” Blanche turned to Moss. “She’s not a shaman. She’s Hent.” While she’s saying that, Rat silently went to the door and pushed it open where a tall man in trench coat was in the verge of opening it. “You traitor!” Moss kicked Rat’s behind and he twisted in pain, he was about to pull Rat too, but Blanche talked. “Stop it Moss, you knew there’s no ghost in the first place,” Blanche said, squinting her eyes at the man who just stood in the door silently and a lady in white jumpsuit crept in behind him“…. Only Mr. Tassel…. and Justice.”

Raymond couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't stand eavesdropping on the morgue attendant. He heard everything the latter said to Mrs Rhoda Bennett. He angrily pushed the door open and walked towards the man, stopping some inches away from him. Isabella didn't feel his absence. She was petrified the moment she saw her father's cold body. “Are you trying to sell us?” Raymond started, noticing the man's trembling lips. “What I'm I even saying? You were actually selling us, huh?” Raymond said and saw the man trying to hide his phone behind him but he grabbed the phone from him and went directly to the last call made.

Raymond says and I hear my bedroom door shut. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. There are so many bite marks all over my chest. Definitely from this weird girls that I brought home to have sex. I don't even remember how the sex felt like. I was pretty wasted, I don't remember shit. But I fucking remember face fucking one of the girls last night for a while. I thought about Naomi and imagined her as the girls instead. It was pretty fucked up. " Mr. Black, mom's calling." Goldie says.

“The healer’s here to make sure you survive the first round of what I have planned. The muzzle is so you don’t scream the whole mansion down… yet.” Henry’s scream of pure animal terror tore from his throat as Raymond’s claws rose again.

Her mind ran wild with all sought of scenarios of all the abducted victims she had heard of and come across and her heart twisted in her chest. "Say something. Anything, Please" Amore begged, her eyes cutting to Gracie's imploringly. "You are right Miss Amore, about Dawn not on any sought of errand, and also of her missing, but she is not only missing" she paused, her eyes avoiding those of Amore's. "Dawn was abducted" Gracie blurted. "Excuse me?" Amore said, blinking rapidly. "What?" "We were attacked by vampires and they took her away".

"Elias, she’s so hungry." "She’s gone, Clara! That isn't her!" I shouted, though I wasn't sure who I was trying to convince. That was three nights ago. Since then, the haunting has turned aggressive. We tried to sleep in the living room, but the smell followed us—the cloying, sweet scent of lilies mixed with something sour and metallic. We found tiny, damp handprints on the glass of the television. They weren't made of dirt. They were gray, smudged traces of something that looked like ash and formaldehyde.

Eamon asked as he let her into the house locking the door without thinking twice. “It's midnight.” “My sisters are on an expedition. I had to come here, the house looks frightening.” Hayley said as she sat on the couch. “You're welcome. Are you hungry?” He asked as he motioned towards the kitchen. A figure dressed in black with a cloak hanging over its head roared as it ran out from the kitchen, stabbing Eamon who was almost into the kitchen on his belly. Hayley instantly turned when she heard Eamon groan, she said a spell, and the figure got moved away, stumbling onto the counter and dishes. The broken plates and glass pieces shattered on the floor. Eamon was bleeding, and Hayley tried to s

The men dragged Clara through the hallway, she screamed and begged, but no one listened. The beautiful mansion was no longer beautiful to her,everything felt evil. As they passed the paintings, Clara looked at them again, and this time she noticed something terrifying: the women in the painting looked scared; they were no longer sad; they looked as if they were begging for help, as if they knew something terrible was about to happen. “No…..” Clara whispered. She screamed harder, the men kept on dragging her till they reached the black door, the same door she had asked Adrain about before, the same door covered with huge locks.

Something that didn’t belong. 😨 ⸻ 🌙 The Man In Black A slow sound echoed through the darkness. Footsteps. 👣 One. After another. Steady. Patient. Terrifying. 💀 Then a figure appeared between the shelves. A tall man dressed entirely in black. 🌑 The same shadow figure from the rooftop. The same figure from the CCTV footage. The same figure who had watched Ilyaan since childhood. 😱 Aaira immediately stepped backward. Her heart almost stopped.