Winchester Mystery House Novels & Stories

Hayley said. “I want to see them, and kick some ass.” Wendy let out. “You don't want to, they are pretty powerful...” Hayley said with a grin, and they chortled. Witches almost escaped her lips, but thank heavens she didn't say the word. Earnestine drove into the house with Wendy and Hayley in the car. She had gone to pick them up from school after she left Erin's shop. Wendy loved what she saw, the house was really beautiful, the fence, the green grasses, and of course the corridor. She imagined what the inside would look like. Wendy widened her eyes in astonishment when they took a step into the house, she couldn't believe her eyes, but this house was virtually like heaven. The delicate ch

I look around the room, there was no light, just a single window, and a faint light illuminating some of the room. “What the hell is this place?” I move deeper into the room, from what I'm able to see there is nothing in here but a single chest in the corner of the room. I move closer to the chest and bend down to near it. It was an old wooden chest, similar to the ones depicted in movies. I reach out and open it, a rat jumps out toward me as I jump out of the way. I look inside to find nothing but rat-dropping and dust bunnies.

The mansion, once a familiar space, seemed to take on a new aura of mystery as they traversed secret passages and discovered the layers of stories that Sterling Manor held. The hidden room, illuminated by the soft glow of an old chandelier, held relics of the past – letters, photographs, and artifacts that told a tale of love, sacrifice, and a twist that had remained concealed for years. The echoes of the mystery seemed to reverberate through the room, inviting Victoria and Alexander to uncover the truth that lay beneath the surface.

He continued. Then he took me outside of the wardrobe that is our bedroom where one small bookshelf was kept. He took out a few books from the middle row and there was a small button which was blended in the wall. It can't be seen from far. He pressed the button and suddenly the wall started to move. The wall moved from one side to another till the bookshelf. There was another room present on this side of the wall. It was his study room which has all important documents, contracts etc.

they teased them and fled the room still giggling. "Don't pay attention to them, they're kids" A shy Viola put in. "Uh huh, yeah I guess so", Joe nodded. "So! Why don't I show you to your room?" Viola snapped, trying to ease the atmosphere. "Yeah, okay!" The Johnsons had spent a whole lot of money and time building the mighty house. Their's were the largest on the street, it was always dark on the inside, just like the other houses on the cobbled street. The houses on Mermaid street were closely lined up, the shades from each house shadowed the windows. But there was something different about the 1st Johnson house, to the neighbours it was a mystery. The curious neighbours who had nothing el

We all walked inside and entered the living room together, it was extremely large, clean, my eyes shifted to the same white pale walls that I’ve always come to known since I been a child growing up in this house – it Has never changed over the years and no matter how many times I’ve been in this house – it was the same damn reaction, Same thought that screamed in the back of my mind - welcome to your new prison. – no doubt Gary must have wanted his members on pack duties to make them feel at home – A safe place they can call their own. Even when they faced the notion they wouldn’t survive outside their old pack – but For the ones who clung onto some kind hope no matter how small it was – it

but he did at the end as i kept pleading He send his driver to me and some guards.. When we arrived, i got in the house and saw Mrs Hareite treaming flowers in Vase I was amazed at what she was doing.. I came closer to her since she didn't realise my presence "Mrs Hareite.." i said and she immediatly turned her gaze to me stopping whatsoever she was doing "Dear..you startled me.." She responded and i gave her a faint smile She watched her hands in the sink beside her and wipped it

And she had already witnessed it before her death in Alexandra's eyes. "You may start now Mr Brown" her strong feminine voice broke Ernest out from the haze. He cleared his throat. He starts reading the old man's will. "I, Benjamin Winchester the patriarch of the Winchester household is writing this will not only to declare who shall be receiving the assets that I have possessed through by shedding my blood and sweat but to also pass my message to my eldest and most cherished granddaughter, Alexandra.

Her eyes rolled back, and she fell straight toward the floor. Marissa instantly understood and threw herself forward to hold her. "Sophie! Sophie, wake up! Don't scare me!" But my father had already seen through every performance by the mother and daughter. There was no softness left in his eyes, only cold disgust. "Act. Keep acting. Today I'll see how long you can keep it up." Then he turned to the assistant beside him and ordered in a low voice, "Call a doctor over. Examine her on the spot.

"Of course, dear. Second door on the left, down the hall." Zoe quickly left the room. The hallway was long and quiet. Oil paintings of serious-looking ancestors covered the walls. She passed the bathroom. She kept walking. Thirty seconds, she told herself. Just thirty seconds. At the very end of the hallway, a heavy oak door stood slightly open. Zoe slipped inside. The study was small and dark. Bookshelves reached all the way to the ceiling. A large walnut desk stood in the center. Behind the desk, partly hidden by a painting of a sailboat, was a steel safe built into the wall.