Red Mansion Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

"Ma'am,didiretso na ba tayo sa mansion? Pag nakita po kayo ni Madame at Sir--" "Sa mansion. Hindi naman nila ako papansinin kahit lumuha pa ako ng dugo." Pinunasan ko na ang luha ko. ************************* Nakarating na kami sa mansion. Pagpasok ko palang,nalungkot agad ako. Ang laking bahay ,wala namang buhay. Hayysss. Sinalubong ako ng isa naming maid. "Ma'am,dumiretso daw po kayo sa dining area. Kakain na daw kayo."

FABIAN MONTERO MORDECAI Warning: This chapter contains explicit sexual content and is intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. “Koen! Where the hell are you?!” Rouge’s voice echoed throughout the hallways of the Mordecai Mansion. His face is red as hell as soon as he enters the mansion. “Anong meron?” Kunot-noong tanong ni Niko nang makalabas ito sa kusina na may bitbit na tasa.

Walang alinlangan akong nagtungo sa front door, agad kong napansin na hindi iyon nakalock na siyang ikinataka ko muli. Emy never leaves the door like this. Unless… Binuksan ko ang pinto at ang unang sumalubong sa akin ay isang makalat na paligid na naging dahilan upang kabahan ako. "Emy?" I called out anxiously, wishing she was anywhere in the house. Yet, it was full of silence, causing me to worry even more. Dining chairs were obviously thrown, throw pillows scattered across the floor and the coffee table flipped over.

Huminga ako ng malalim bago hinawakan ang doorknob at binuksan iyon. Natigil ang nagsisimula nang pagpupulong. Katahimikan ang bumalot sa buong silid at tumigil ang mundo ko habang nakasentro ang paningin sa lalaking nakaupo sa pinakadulong bahagi ng hilerang upuan sa kanan. Parang bumalik ang lahat dahil sa malamig niyang titig pabalik sa akin. Nanghina ang mga tuhod ko't nangatal. "Didn't know the future owner of my collaborated company is irresponsible. You're 10 minutes late, Ms. Belleza." Ang kaniyang boses ay mas naging baritono, mas lumalim

Hindi pa kasi natapos ang proseso ng mana, lalo na at nawala ako for 21 years. Kung kay Adrien ay historical at vintage type ang mansion niya, ang mansion namin ay hindi. Sobrang moderno pero sobrang dilim ng aura. Palagi kong sinasabihan ang mga maids na kada umaga ay buksan ang mga kurtina, para naman hindi magmukhang madilim ang loob. As I was walking, I noticed a door that was very different. It was a red door at may warning signage ito. Tinawag ko ang pinakamalapit na maid sa akin.

Umakyat naman na ang araw pero hindi magawang makapasok ng liwanag nito sa loob ng kwarto dahil sa kapal ng kurtina na nakatbaing sa bintana. Pero naaninag ko naman ang loob dahil sa tulong ng lampshade. Na nasa unahang bahagi ng kama. Doon ko napansin ang lalaking nakasandal sa headrest ng kama. Mataman na nakatitig sa akin. "Are you the new maid?" Tanong niya. Bakas sa kanyang mukha ang pagtataka ng makita ako. Napalunok ako ng wala sa oras. Tagos hanggang kaluluwa ang tingin na ipinukol niya sa akin. Nakakatakot. "A-ah y-yes sir..." -

“It would take another hour to reach our destination, so I closed my eyes again as I was starting to feel dizzy and sleepy.. Sa pagclose ko naman ng eyes ko ay nakita ko sa aking vision ang face ng gwapong guy while he was defending me earlier against that pervert with the stinking breath. I felt so kinikilig that's why hindi ko napigilang hindi magsmile. He's like my knight in Shining Armor! Sayang lang because it seems like hindi ko na siya makikitang ulit because magla-lilo na muna me sa pagpunta ng Bar for fear of meeting that stinking-breath pervert again! “Miss Amara, narito na ho, tayo.” Mang Rod woke me up. I sat up straight, rubbing my sleepy eyes. Bumaba si Mang Rod and he opened t

One of the maids was waiting silently outside the bathroom, eyes lowered, and without a word, guided her through the mansion. As they walked, Nina took in her surroundings. The mansion was massive — grand hallways, polished marble floors, chandeliers that sparkled like stars. It was beautiful. Too beautiful for the monster who lived in it. The contrast made her stomach twist. How could something so elegant belong to someone so cruel? Eventually, they reached the kitchen. Hades was already there, seated at the long dining table, calmly eating breakfast — as if nothing had happened. As if he hadn’t just done something barbaric hours ago.

BITBIT ang flashlight na kinuha ko sa kusina, pumanhik ako sa hagdan at nagtungo sa silid na ginagamit ko. Ewan ko ba, pero mabigat ang pakiramdam ko ngayon. Ang kaligayahang nararamdaman ng puso ko kanina ay biglang naglaho na parang bula nang malaman kong walang tao rito sa mansion. Wala rito si Crandall at tanging ang madilim na mansion lamang niya ang nadatnan ko. I’m asking myself, where is he now? But of course I can’t answer myself either.

She hated everything here. Pagbukas niya ng pinto, agad siyang lumabas at matapang na bumaba ng hagdan. The mansion was quiet. Walang katao-tao sa sala pero bukas ang malalaking bintana at pinto. White curtains swayed gently as the ocean breeze entered the house freely. The place was luxurious with massive chandeliers, polished wooden floors, expensive paintings, and marble columns. It looked like a palace, rather a prison disguised as paradise.