The Second Story Novels & Stories

They lift their head up to see whose voice is it, but only to see every curtain of the private room on the second floor is closed while the balcony is empty. On the second floor... The second floor?! The people below was stunned when someone already occupies one of the private room on the second floor after thousands of years! It seems that the person is not afraid to be against of the Third Princess. Meanwhile, Soheila is oblivious that she's the first person to occupy one of the private room on the second floor after thousands of years.

As long as he had descendants, the power could still be inherited. After news spread about the appearance of the Silver Wolf, people came to seek out Seville. In the end, he simply dumped all the responsibilities onto the elders and took me away to hide in a quiet country estate. Only the healer responsible for deliveries and his elderly housemaid came with us. According to the timing, the little one in my belly should have arrived by now. Yet, there was still no sign of him. It was almost as if he planned to stay inside forever. The healer and the old maid both assured us it was nothing unusual. Maybe it would happen in another day or two. They even joked that Seville and I should spend som

“Come on. Let’s be honest. You’re not going to shoot me here. I mean, you have the press downstairs. What are they going to even think? They will hear the shots.” “We are almost a hundred floors up. How do you think they’re going to hear any shot? Do you think it’s even going to pass the floor under us? It’s not going to pass it. So, get out of your head.” “You’re not going to shoot me.” “I’m not?” “You’re not.”

The wife made me hurry to the stairs. “His room is on the second floor, third door on the right.” The husband added as I ascended towards the stairs and into the second floor. With each step, the steps creaked a little--- signs that the building has been getting old. Once I landed at the top of the second floor, I observed the other doors and the whole floor itself. The second floor was something like a quiet space, devoid of the home- ish decorations that can be seen in the first floor and that sounds are not present. Unlike the lively first floor where some people are either eating or talking amongst each other, the second floor was tranquil and quiet, providing a way for the clients to ha

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"I don't know. We can not go to the second floor after all. Even though as she just said, her master is old and ugly, she has enjoyed it so much" "Are you envious?" "Of course I am. Aren't you envious?" "But I was told that there is no old guest today." "Was she lying?" People stare at the entrance to the second floor to look for me, but I know they cannot see anything because I'm now standing in front of the person who I just described as old, ugly and unhealthy. On the second floor, there are a few people. 10 people, all men are sitting beside a large table.

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He panicked and my eyes widen. "Can you just tell me who's at the 2nd floor?" Kayla asked. "Kayla I'm-" "Tell me who are they or I'll tell the boss that there's no guards to pre-" "Okay okay fine!" He lost and Kayla smirked. I need to hear this. "The 2nd Floor are belong to the 7 Gold Lifes, no one can enter that floor except them." My eyes widen as he mention the 7 Gold Lifes. I froze and I felt every cell in my body tense.

The internal space on the first story of this pagoda was no different from the outside. Under the reflections of the swirling red mists around the walls, everything could be seen clearly. There was nothing on the first floor—it was completely empty. At the center, there was a narrow spiral staircase wide enough for only one person to climb, leading to the tower's second story. It was like an empty warehouse. The temporary nanny, Evil Moon, had already caught the black puppy. It was lecturing the puppy, reprimanding it with a dark face, insisting that it should not run about.

She looked at Max and leaned close, “I don’t think it is on this floor.” “What?” he asked. “The attic stairs should be here to get to the top of the house.” “I know, but I saw something in my memories.” She said as she looked up to him, “It was on the second floor. Just humor me, please.” “Anything you say, My love,” Max said as he looked around. “Keep going and look for hidden catches. This family liked their secrets, including secret doors with rooms attached. We are going to the second floor for a minute.”