The Mansion Of Happiness の小説・ストーリー

By someone who decided their idea of keeping me safe was worth more than my own idea of what I wanted. I turned fully to the window and stayed that way for the rest of the drive. Neon pulled up to the mansion eventually and I already hated how much I noticed it. It rose up out of the dark like something that had been standing there for centuries and intended to keep standing there for several more. Stone and glass and black iron, massive in a way that wasn't showy but simply was, the kind of wealth that didn't need to announce itself because it had nothing left to prove. The grounds alone were bigger than the entire Ironwood pack house. Wide stone steps led to double doors that were taller t

The next day, a feeling of happiness surged twofold through our home. The atmosphere inside our mansion felt so alive and warm because everyone had gathered here. Lately, our parents—both my own and Papa Arturo—had indeed been spending their free time far more often at our house instead of their own residences. The mansion that had once felt so quiet was now always filled with the sound of laughter.

The mansion itself was amazing, it looks like a High end old English-era-style mansion, it was 3 floors high made with 300 meters long, it was Extravagant, definitely showing one of high status. After parking near the fountain at the Mansion's front entrance, Mina steps out and opened the door, Duke and his men were comes out one by one. All of them were greeted by the duke and the knight's family with a warm welcome, the news of their glorious return was already known to all of Merrina. Me, Elijah was still inside the van, I don't really want to be involved in their celebrations. "Look at them…..Celebrating, hmph!!…. What a joke, they failed miserably, yet easily taking the glory of his Exc

She exchanged a wary glance with Rian, uncertainty flickering in her eyes as Christian and Antonia drew nearer. In the expansive confines of the Gracias family mansion, Mr. and Mrs. Gracias found themselves nestled within the opulent embrace of luxury and grandeur. Their home, a sprawling estate nestled amidst verdant gardens and manicured lawns, exuded an air of timeless elegance and sophistication. The mansion itself was a masterpiece of architectural splendor, boasting towering columns, intricately carved facades, and sweeping verandas that overlooked the sprawling grounds below. Inside, the interiors were a symphony of rich woods, sumptuous fabrics, and exquisite furnishings, each elemen

Mr Heirden nods and the three police officers take their leave. ===== Morgan observes the three-story mansion that stands alone on an expansive lawn before him with a frown. Since she is a vampire, he is expecting a gruesome haunted house, not this princess-like castle. The mansion has three floors. It is wide, exquisite, with meticulous exterior structures. In short, the mansion screams wealth. There are neighbours nearby, but one must walk for about one hour before reaching the gate of this luxurious building. "What are we doing here?" Morgan asked coldly.

I had never experienced true happiness, and it hurt so much to think about that. I went about doing a few chores to get my mind off everything, and the day honestly went by pretty fast. I looked at the ornate grandfather clock in the hallway and saw that it was already 4 p.m. Deciding to go for a stroll around the mansion grounds, I took a deep breath and stepped outside. The gardens surrounding the mansion were meticulously maintained, with manicured lawns and an array of colorful flowers in full bloom. The air was fragrant with the scent of roses and jasmine, creating a tranquil atmosphere that was at odds with the turmoil in my heart.

Hazel stumbled back, holding her arm and trying to soothe the pain. “Be careful next time!” She muttered before leaving. ~♡♡~ The car stopped in front of a big mansion. All the girls peeped out of the window due to curiosity and all were surprised to see the glow of that mansion. One could tell by looking at its brightness that only rich people would live there. Such beautiful workmanship on such a barren land could captivate anyone. When Hazel peeped out, she was astonished to see the place. It was large like a palace and screamed expense. The place was decorated like a bride. There were strings of light everywhere and beauty was pulling them towards it.

"Right. Well, thanks for… inviting me." He took my hand again, his touch sending a surge of electricity through me. "Come. Let me show you around." The mansion was a masterpiece of modern architecture, all clean lines, glass walls, and open spaces. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating art pieces that probably cost more than my entire family’s net worth. We walked through the living room, which opened onto a massive terrace overlooking the ocean. The view was stunning – an endless expanse of turquoise water stretching to the horizon. The air was warm and salty, carrying the scent of exotic flowers.

Rising from a past I don’t remember or want to remember. I arrived at the mansion in the quiet part of Bel Air. The mansion is stunning. It is modern looking and hidden away from prying eyes; the mansion has seven bedrooms and thirteen bathrooms, an elevator, a media room, home theatre, gym, spa, lap pool. All the modern fixtures and fittings. It just screams opulence and money.

" Still puzzled, she opened up the journal to try and find anything about the brothers who worked for the mansion. Fortunately, she found a short entry about them in one of the pages. It's been quite a day here in the mansion. The guest list is getting longer as Michael's annual business party will begin in a few days' time. The servants, Emile and Basil, are hard at work along with the rest of the kitchen and house staff in ensuring the ballroom is properly decorated. I find Emile to be a very trustworthy companion, but Basil seems to be a bit aloof around my presence for reasons I know not. Anyway, I'll do my best to stay out of trouble and help whenever I'm able to.