Touhou Scarlet Devil Mansion Novels & Stories

,, Curiosity ran in her body and her feets automatically marched towards the other half of the mansion She walked and stood near the big door and with shaking hands , She pushed the massive door and her vision turned blurry for few seconds due to the SCARLET twist that send thousands of chills to her Her feet didn't stopped but continued to move inside as her heart drummed nonchalantly Everything was SCARLET inside the second half of the mansion There was a scary feeling that chaos in her . She stood in the centre of a room while her eyes were wide and mouth was hung down . What is all this ? .... ,, Taapur Murmured , her heart was near to explode It was like she dreamt of Paradise but woke

he whispered, his voice a deadly caress. Secret, lies and deciet lies in the shadows of the Blackwoods mansion, and I was caught in its web. But as much as I feared Dominique, I knew one thing for certain: I would fight with every ounce of strength I had. The question was, how long could I resist before I became The Devil’s Handmaiden in more than just a name?

Scarlett questioned pointing at a girl who sat closer to Kenji, her hands resting on Kenji's chest, but immediately she saw Scarlett, she quickly removed her head from Kenji's chest. “She is my mate, just found her in the underground Mansion a few days back, so I decided to bring her here” Kenji explained and a frown plastered on Scarlett's face. “Bringing a stranger to my Mansion, is the underground Mansion not okay for the two of you to meet, huh?” Scarlett mouthed expressionlessly. “ Cut the crap, she is his mate, and she is not a stranger, can't you see he wanted to show you her” Atlas chirped in and Scarlett huffed rolling her eyes.

The guy kept sobbing, and when he faced her, it was clear that he was stunned for a moment before he got over it and told her what happened. "I never thought I'd meet a devil in person. How much more working for him?" He said that in between his sobs as he glared at the highest floor of the building. "I don't have a job now," his shoulders hung low. In order to comfort the man, she patted him. "Don't worry, you'll find another one," she said, sounding reassuring, even though she herself didn't have a job at that moment. "By the way, what happened? Who's that devil you're talking about?"

"Are you even sure you have what it takes to be his wife? The mother of his unborn children?" I looked up, slowly and he gave me a crooked smile. "Being polite and cuddly isn’t going to cut it when you’re marrying a devil from Marseille." He said, stepping slow around the counter. "He’s back home now. Back where all his demons and ghosts lie. Back where his family always wanted him. Back in the serpent den." I gripped the glass tightly. As I began to pour, Cedric stepped forward and placed his hand over mine, stopping the motion and resting both our hands on the juice box.

I saw Scarlet looking at me very badly and she suddenly entered her room and slammed the door shut like she was planning to shake the whole mansion. "Sss, if you can knock down a door, it's like holding a mahogany door just now. Sss, ignorant." It's hard for Misha that you think Scarlet can see it. "Don't hit me, that's a big deal to me, that's why I didn't speak." I'm here because he might have plans to hit Scarlet just to fight. "Ha! Really! Her life is just a mess! The man she likes, even the woman she doesn't like! Hahaha! That girl is unlucky." Misha laughed at the promise but honestly, I didn't laugh at that.

But as she reached closer to the house in the vehicle, the large trees were replaced by creepers and shrubs giving beautiful fragrances of blossoming flowers like roses, tulips and jasmine. Scarlet was awestruck to look at its exquisite exteriors. It was a modern mansion constructed from medieval style. Before the mansion was a huge water fountain as if greeting its guests. Her dad was standing at the entrance with his arms spread warmly welcoming her. Scarlet was very happy and walked into her daddy's embrace. It was a novel feeling for her to receive her dad's affection. They chatted till late in the night starting from elections in Russia to the problematic woman she met in the super mark

I got into the car and he drove off immediately and thankfully, his house was just about twenty minutes away, so it was long before we arrived. The house... no, the mansion, was nestled in a quiet part of town I didn’t even know existed because I don't go out much. Iron gates, tall hedges, and walls that whispered money. When we pulled into the driveway, my jaw didn’t drop, but it tightened. I had suspected Frank was rich but this was next level. A butler greeted me, an actual butler. He led me into a warmly lit dining room where a long glass table had been set with silver cutlery, white roses, and enough candlelight to film a proposal scene.

Before anyone could answer. A deafening scream echoed through the mansion. It was a woman's scream. It was followed by a gunshot. Everything around me seemed to stop. The guards reached for their weapons. Matteo's hand tightened around mine. Then another guard sprinted toward us, panic written all over his face. "Boss!" he shouted. "We've found him." Matteo didn't blink. "Where?" The guard swallowed hard. "In your bedroom." My heart stopped. Because before anyone could move...

It’s better to be delusional “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone murmur to themselves this much straight from sleep; you are surely something, Alissa.” someone called out, startling me out of bed, first I had no idea how my room was accessed and I was sure I locked it. I look around to find Alessandro Russo leaning by my dresser and sipping scotch from his glass. Of course, I was stupid to think Russo wouldn’t be able to access every room in this mansion. And by the way, isn’t it too early to start drinking that thing?