Touhou Scarlet Devil Mansion Novels & Stories

My mind proceeded with every word of his. "Remember." Saying he got up and ruffles my hair as he gave a tight-lipped smile. I closed the book which was on my lap and got ready to leave. When I looked up at the mansion, I saw the window of Zara’s room was open. The lights were switched on till now. I stood upon the bench and saw her fast asleep on the bed. One hand resting on her cheek as her mouth a bit open. Soon the lights went off and I left for the servant quarter. Getting inside my bed the things that sir told me, kept repeating in my head like mantras until my eyes closed involuntarily and I was in a deep slumber.

I needed to find a way to master my transformations and keep my secret safe. I crept quietly out of the room, desperate to find a way to slip away unnoticed. However, as I stepped into the corridor, Marina's voice rang out, unmistakably clear. "Scarlett, where are you? The bus is waiting!” No! I can't transform into a wolf right now. I dashed back to my bed, my tongue flicking out as I inhaled and exhaled, my eyes flashing a menacing yellow—a stark reminder that this transformation would last longer than just a minute. Did I really just say a minute?

I called again, angrier with every call "Andras!!!" That third call made the mansion thunder and shake. You would think an earthquake took place. I wanted to go there myself and disfigure him but a floating scroll suddenly emerged from thin air. It was a black open scroll with white words written in it and the dragon-devil emblem embodied at the back. It flew closer to me. I grabbed it and read the words as fast as an angry devil would. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Andras, A war has been called. A challenge has been made. A fight for the crown of the king has been set. I have ruled for 547 years while the devil waited on earth for a weakling's love. The king has b

“The study. With ivory letter openers and globes and shit.” B tiptoed through the kitchen into the well-appointed foyer where he’d been greeted by WY’s mystical creature of a sister. The study sat on one side of the entryway, closed off by two double doors with ornate scrollwork. Carvings of snakes intertwined with fawns, men intertwined with women, and vines choking all of them ran from top to bottom. B put his hand on the doorknob and let his other hand run up the back of a snake wrapped around a woman’s torso. She was turned away from B, with her exposed rear protruding from the door. The pointed light of the headlamp reflected off of her backside. B let his palm rest on her rear and his

What kind of man could inhumanely censure such innumerable young lady away? While scarlet was intrigued, her heart ended up being progressively restless. She looked at the arrangement draft in her grip and kept breathing significantly to support herself. Exactly when it was her turne, Sarclet headed inside. There was a roar from inside, which shocked her. "Get out! What are these things? Can this be called a design draft?" Scarlet swallowed hard. wouldn't it be so scary? "Next!" Scarlet took a full breath, pushed the doorway and walked in.

Scarlet I carried the wine with shaky hands as I made my way to the mansion that Beta Sakesh pointed earlier and just as I was getting closer to the mansion, I realized that the three of them looked so identical except for the fact that the Alpha's Mansion is much more bigger than the two mansion by the side, I went straight to the one that Beta Sakesh mentioned was Alpha Zeph's and I stood before the door, and calmed myself down, I breathed in and put before I pressed on the button on the door.

"Absolutely negative! Your claws must never transfer financial assets to that faction! They exist as completely ungrateful, rogue wolves. Madam Helena Moreau treated their perimeters with absolute, boundless generosity, yet their hands executed the ultimate treason that terminated her life! My mind simply calculated that your rank might desire to intercept the deed and buy the ancestral mansion directly. Even if your internal wolf refuses to anchor your personal sleeping furs inside those walls, it tracks as exponentially superior to preventing a foreign pack from seizing the territory. If the ancestral den shifts to an outside owner, the entire mountain circuit will launch a massive wave of

“Let’s go.” I didn’t argue. I couldn’t. Not when I was still half-expecting another slap. Inside, the mansion was… overwhelming. Massive didn’t even begin to describe it. The ceilings stretched endlessly upward, the furniture looked like it belonged to giants, and everything—from the marble floors to the towering vases—screamed wealth and power. A maid was already waiting by the door. “Get her an ice pack,” the old man instructed. Then he looked at me again. “What would you like to eat?”

Chapter 31 – Love in Chains (Beverley’s POV) The Devlin mansion was a palace carved out of ice. Marble stretched endlessly, chandeliers glittered like frozen stars, and portraits of dead Devlins glared from the walls as though warning me I didn’t belong. The staff moved like shadows, silent and obedient, bowing without ever looking me in the eye. It wasn’t a home. It was a prison dressed in gold.

The mansion shook to the very core of its foundation. The water broke walls, broke apart furniture, and broke through everything like acid or lava melting everything it touched. Demetrius managed to escape from the flood, flying out of the water and up to the sky to meet Scarlette who stood over a pillar of water. "Scarlette!!! Sweetheart!!!" Scarlette robotically turned her gaze to him. "Are you here to fight me?" She spun the sceptre in her hand, pointing it at him. "I wouldn't put it past a shameless man like you,"