Red Mansion Manga Novels & Stories

Clearly, this boy had a very noble bloodline! “Lord Mane,” Tucker rushed to Mane and stood behind him like a fortress. His suppressive might had returned, and his gaze was that of a hawk. “Mm,” Mane nodded slightly in acknowledgement without taking his eyes off the group before him. Looking into their eyes he was reminded of a story his mother told him once: the story of a race of red-eyed people called vampires!

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.

"May I come in, madam?" “Of course!” I called out. The door opened and a girl stepped inside. She looked beautiful with long black hair, ocean green eyes, and a perfect body. She kind of looked like a porcelain doll. She straightened out the wrinkles on her maid outfit and stopped a little away from the bed. I took a seat on the chair in the room. She was so pretty, prettier than all the maids I had seen so far. I wonder if it was just a coincidence or that perverted prince likes to collect pretty girls.

In its place hangs a massive, swollen, blood-red moon. It bleeds a creepy, crimson light into my room, painting the walls the color of dried blood. The shadows twist into ugly, unnatural shapes. The air itself feels suffocating and highly toxic, heavy with a bizarre magnetic energy. I grab my phone in the dark. The screen glares against the red room. It's 20:31. The Academy forum is exploding. 99+ Notifications. Pinned at the very top is a glaring red warning from the Dorm Manager: [URGENT: BLOOD MOON EVENT.]

Evena approached him jabbing his hand at his chest. "I did some research yesterday after you left, when a demon brings someone back from death. He doesn't bring the person back, he brings back a demon who wears the skin of it's host. Somehow a remnant of Killian's spirit remained and it's fighting with the demon for control, that's what causes his bout of madness. But you are the better researcher between the two of us, so you might have already known this, right Reni? That's why you want him dead so the demon won't win. Am I right or wrong?" Evena asked Reni. "Yes, you are right" Reni replied.

I felt completely happy in that place and even thanked the moon goddess for making Daniel reject me. With a smile on my lips, I decided to go to one of the rooms in the mansion where the maids used to gather to chat. The maids were treated like everyone else in the mansion; they even had more rights than an omega in Daniel's pack. “Oh, Miss Elefth, just in time,” said one of the maids. “We were talking about the red-eyed lycans. They're a legend, but they're so sexy!” said another one of them, smiling shyly.

Red handed his credit card to the sales lady, and after finishing, we immediately left the Robinson Mall and continued our journey home to the mansion. … It only took us an hour to get to the mansion. The guard immediately opened the gate for us and it seemed like he was very happy to see the two of us, Redemon and I. When we got out of the car, the household staff immediately greeted us and when I saw Manang Fe, Kuya Roy, and Butler Lee, they immediately approached me and hugged me. I almost cried out of happiness that they were this happy to see me. They're even more worried about me than my own blood relatives.

'Wait till I get through this door.' Jackson Hale didn't bother to turn his head, said. Five minutes later, after completing the task, Young Master Hale walked over to her and sat down, 'What's the matter?' Fiona Forger pushed the manga in her hand before him, gesturing for him to see... Looking at one, it immediately made the handsome face of the regular young master Hale dyed a red color like drunkenness. 'What nonsense; what are you doing with all this bullshit?' The heat of these images surpassed the absorption of many people; Jackson Hale closed the book, took it, and tapped her head with it.

However, the next thing I saw nearly tore a scream from my chest. At the only escape route out of the warehouse, Senna was easing the fire door shut. She stood in a red dress against the glow of the flames and had a poised smile on her lips, as though she were admiring a piece of art she had arranged herself. "Senna!" My voice cracked. "Open the door!" She tilted her head and pressed a slender finger to her lips. "Shh..." With that, she closed the fire door, sealing us off from any way out.

The explosion was coming, and neither man saw the spark. The Mansion: The Red Storm And then, there was Maya. Maya arrived at the mansion not with a knock, but with a storm. She swept through the grand entrance, her heels clicking like a countdown on the marble floor. She was dressed in a suit of blood-red silk, her lips painted to match, and a designer handbag slung over her arm like a weapon. She had come to discuss the final wedding preparations, her mind filled with visions of diamonds and the power that came with being Aryan Knight’s wife.