Wakefield Manor Novels & Stories

Less than a minute later, she passed out like she was dead. He then ordered two bodyguards to stand watch and asked the remaining ones to leave. They were going to wait in the dark until the big fish took the bait. Chet then drove straight to the hospital. He shared everything he just learned with Warren. After learning all of this new information, Warren suddenly thought of someone. At midnight that night, the Larkin Manor was eerily quiet. Even the road outside their gate saw less traffic than usual. Suddenly, a disabled old man appeared and walked down the street toward the manor. He was dressed in ratty clothing and was carrying a dirty trash bag on his back as he limped toward the secur

I don’t know why they still try. We pull up to the entrance to Westfield Manor. My grandmother had it designed like the old Engilish houses in her favorite books. This was always her hideaway from the world, a place she could let her hair down and not have to be ‘on.’ The staff have all been vetted, many of them former military, cops and other government agency officials. There are no substitutes. Several live on the property and they all have a very strict NDA in place and paid very well for their loyalty and silence. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

“I asked you a question.” The man stood up, smooth, professional. Like this was just another job. “Miss Adams,” he said politely. “Perfect timing.” I didn’t respond. My eyes stayed on my father. “What is he talking about?” Dad exhaled like I was the problem. “Sit down.” “No.” A pause. The man reached for his briefcase. “I believe it’s best we proceed.” Proceed? With what? My pulse quickened. “I am Mr Wakefield, family lawyer to the Romanos.” He introduced himself with an outstretched hand.

Eric guffawed. His face was filled with contempt. He pointed at Philip and said, “F*ck me! What did you say, Philip? You’re taking Wynn there? How are you going to take her there? You’re just a piece of trash! “Do you know what kind of place Cirrus Manor is? It’s the most mysterious manor in Riverdale! It cost the owners one billion to build! “Are you saying that you’re qualified to be invited to the party?”

'A man with the initial W, 25, North Hill, corpse. Wade's face flashed across her mind. Without time to think of anything, she instantly got up from the sofa and ran out...

The first twenty-six years of her life were miserable, but after meeting Callum, her life was filled with happiness and contentment. It seemed God pitied her enough to grant her a fulfilling second half of her life. While Camryn reminisced, Trenton called Lana after ending his call with his sister. When Lana answered the phone, he apologized, “Lana, I’m sorry, I can’t take you to visit Wildridge Manor. “Wildridge Manor is the Yorks’ ancestral home. It’s not a tourist attraction and isn’t open to the public. Even their close relatives and friends need to call in advance to report their visit and obtain permission before going there.”

I want to call Caden right now, hear his voice go rough with that specific tenderness he reserves only for me, hear him say something ridiculous and wonderful like he always does when something matters to him. My driver, Marco, is waiting at the curb. He opens the rear door with a respectful dip of his head the moment he spots me. "Home, ma'am?" he asks. "Home," I confirm, sliding inside. The word settles over me like a warm blanket. Home. Blackwell Manor, sitting at the top of Cresthaven Ridge, surrounded by dark pines and the rich, earthy scent of pack territory. It never truly felt like mine in the beginning — that sprawling stone estate with its high ceilings and cold portraits of Caden'