Touhou Scarlet Devil Mansion Novels & Stories

The room was almost similar to Tanya's spell room. There were candles, glass vials with different liquids, and books on the shelves. Scarlet moved around the room frantically, she took a glass bottle containing a white substance. It was like salt and she poured it on the floor making a circle around Vincent. She scattered everywhere looking for something. Cyrus appeared in the room, seeing Scarlet moving around scattering the books on the shelf. " What are you doing?" he asked her but she avoided his question, then she picked a book from the pile she had thrown on the floor.

Not thinking that. Adom finds the 'too perfect' clan leader enjoying some of his servants in the cellar, most of them being female and all of them barely clothed. The devil extends both of his hands, cats eyes glowing as smoke begins to fill up the room. "What?" the vampire leader barks as his meal starts to disappear. "What is the meaning of this? Who dares-?" Adom snaps his fingers and the smoke disappears, along with all the people. The devil pulls a sword from a useless coat of armor as he walks over to his enemy.

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

Synestra’s P.O.V. We materialized inside of a large mansion. I looked around noticing the marble flooring inlaid with gold. There was a large gold and crystal chandelier hanging over my head. I briefly wondered how heavy it was and if I would have enough power to bring it crashing down on my brother. I cleared the thought from my mind knowing I wouldn't be able to bring it down fast enough to catch him before he could move. Directly in front of me was a large, greek style, marble statue surrounded by a fountain. Off to the right of the fountain was a grand staircase. The hand railings were made of gold and the stairs were the same marble with gold inlay.

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

before or after Maleya tbought disappearance that lead everyone in an uproar. The reviving sedan determine the noise coming in the basement. It drive through the exit, yet the man bold enough to open the windshield and smile to Lucho's shock and distracted expression. In his neck, just as the wind blows and his upper button loose, the tattoo came to view. “They are here,” he thought, certain to the tattoo that glowing bloodily in the dark. The tattoo...of the High Society is the very evidence.

“Oh wow, come this way to the club house.” We both followed Cherry to the back of the club and up the stairs to the second floor. The club house reminded me of a very over lavish bachelor penthouse. As we walked through the door we were met by a small petite blonde, with light green blue eyes, and looking very sexy even for her size. “Hi Mr. Baphomet, Mr. Demogorgon, my name is Tequila and Angel will be right back with the cigarettes. So, are there any drinks that either of you would like to start off with this evening?”

she dissuaded, because really, it wasn’t like she could produce something like that out of nowhere. Besides, after what Ambrose had done, she wasn’t going to back down anymore. She will ruin him. Both of them. “What if I really have something like that?” She shouted back. Scarlet waved her head off, “Then I will give you double the worth of riches I have already given you but do it in the evening.” Satisfied with her appearance, Scarlet and Melissa exited her chambers to walk around the garden, inspecting some last-minute preparations for the small gathering at tea.

We can continue. "Can you call Salazar? I need him to bring the cleaners. Once they're done, you won't even remember there was any blood on the wall" She... What the fuck is she even doing? Whatever it is, she gets tired of it and stands up saying "Fuck, I'm tired" I still haven't moved so Catalina cocks her head to the side and smiles again "Salazar? Be a darling and put him on speaker, will you?" As if on autopilot, I take out my phone and do what she says. A moment later, Salazar's deep baritone fills the quiet house "Sir,"

“This is a demonstration.” “Of what?” “That your structure has ghosts in its bones.” Silence stretched, tight, meaningful. Internal compromise. Not total, but real. Dominic accepted that fact instantly. No denial phase. No emotional recoil. “Scope,” he said. Vale nodded approvingly. “Good question. Limited ghost-key. Single building. Single window.” “How long?” I asked. “Eight minutes.” I laughed softly. “That’s generous.” “I’m a generous adversary.” “No,” Dominic said. “You’re a theatrical one.”