The Soul Inside The Mannequin

The Soul Inside The Mannequin

MeilyyanaM

5.0
Comment(s)
17
View
42
Chapters

What do you think when you hear the word mannequin? A statue, a display doll, right? There's another term related to mannequins, and that's a fashion model. A lifeless fashion model, it's an inanimate object. Unfortunately, there's a case of an attack committed by that lifeless object on an employee of Butik La Omelas. Who would believe that a mannequin could do such a thing? Including Irish Klementiff. Until she encountered a mannequin in her house and asked for its help to find out who made it like that. Will Irish help her? Or will she experience something similar to that employee? Who is the living mannequin, actually? Find the answers in the book "The Soul Inside The Mannequin."

The Soul Inside The Mannequin Chapter 1 I SAW YOU

"Chloe!! Come here‼ There's someone in that room!" Irish exclaimed in panic, shouting to her friend who was in the kitchen. "Chloe! There's a stranger!"

"What's wrong, Irish? Why are you screaming like that?" replied Chloe, who came in carrying two glasses of orange juice.

"There's someone in that room! I saw a pair of eyes," I explained, pointing to the dark room with its open door.

Chloe then entered the room, walking casually and turning on the room's light. "There's no one here, Irish. This is my mom's special mannequin collection room."

"Your mom collects mannequins?" asked Irish as she walked towards Chloe. In the large room, there were numerous mannequins, maybe around 20 dolls.

"My mom is opening a bridal boutique, so she needs a lot of mannequins," explained the beautiful woman. "Let's leave this place; let's go to my room."

Irish's brown eyes clashed with a mannequin standing near the door, and the display doll blinked at her. Immediately, Irish got scared and turned away, but Chloe quickly pushed her out of the room.

"Chloe, one of the mannequins blinked just now," Irish insisted.

"There's no way a mannequin can blink; it's an inanimate object, Irish," Chloe rejected her friend's opinion. "You're just tired. Let's just go to bed," she added, pulling Irish's hand to go up the stairs to the second floor.

Irish was shocked when she saw a mannequin standing near her friend's bed. "Do you also put mannequins in your room?" Irish asked directly.

Chloe shook her head, her facial expression changing. "No, my mom placed them here."

Hearing this, Irish widened her eyes, looking at the mannequin. The longer she stared at the display doll, the more convinced Irish became that something was different about it.

She was sure that the mannequin's eyes moved, and it seemed like it was breathing. Curious, she approached the display doll. "Irish!"

The woman was startled, accidentally bumping into the mannequin, causing it to fall onto her slender body. Irish was shocked; the doll felt surprisingly heavy for a display mannequin.

"Oh my, Irish, are you okay?" Chloe exclaimed as she lifted the mannequin.

"Chloe, this is very strange. The mannequin's body is so heavy," reported Irish, feeling burdened by the mannequin's weight.

"How strange? You're talking nonsense," Chloe quickly countered. "It's better for us to just go to sleep."

Irish didn't want to argue with her friend; the important thing was that she had expressed what she felt. As the woman was about to leave, her eyes met the blinking mannequin again, just like the one downstairs.

"Chloe!! This mannequin blinked," Irish shouted, panicking and afraid.

Once again, Chloe dismissed her friend's words. "What's wrong with you? You've said twice that mannequins blinked. Mannequins are lifeless objects, Irish!"

"For God's sake, I saw it earlier. I'm not hallucinating; I'm still very aware, and what I'm saying is true," Irish said, insisting on the truth.

"Okay, let's assume what you're saying is true. Then what?" Chloe asked critically.

"I don't want to sleep here!" Irish refused adamantly.

Finally, Chloe persuaded her friend to sleep in the guest room on the first floor. They agreed not to talk about the mannequin anymore. The night quickly turned into morning, and Irish panicked when she opened her eyes.

"Chloe!" she shouted when she realized Chloe wasn't beside her.

"What's wrong, Irish? I'm making breakfast," said the curly-haired woman, entering the room with a jar of chocolate spread.

"Why did you wake up early?" she protested.

The girl didn't answer; she left the room and walked to the kitchen, with Irish following behind. They sat in the dining room of Michael Roosevelt's family, and this was not the first time Irish stayed at their house to accompany Chloe when her parents went out of town.

But this time, she found something strange in the place-the mannequins. "Don't daydream, eat your toast!" Chloe said, making Irish jump. After finishing breakfast, they returned to Chloe's room to shower and change clothes. "Who will shower first, you or me?"

"I'll go first, but you have to sit here, don't leave me alone," Irish said, her beautiful face looking serious. Her friend responded by raising both of her thumbs. Irish went into the bathroom, cleaning herself from head to toe. After 15 minutes in the bathroom, she finally came out. "Chloe... Chloe..."

Irish panicked, continuously calling the room owner's name, but Chloe was nowhere to be found. Her panic increased when she realized the mannequin in the room had also disappeared.

"Chloe!" she screamed, running out of the room. Her feet moved quickly down the stairs to the first floor. "Chloe, the mannequin is gone."

"No, it's not-"

"The mannequin can move, the mannequin can walk on its own," Irish blurted out without giving Chloe a chance to explain something.

"Stop!! Listen to me first," Chloe interrupted. "The mannequin didn't disappear or walk on its own; I moved it to another room so that you wouldn't be scared to sleep in my room."

A smile immediately spread across Irish's beautiful face; her fear had not come true. She hugged Chloe as a sign of gratitude. "Thank you, Chloe!"

"You're welcome. Now wait here. I'll take a shower first," Chloe said, telling Irish to sit in the living room. Her friend nodded, now the brown-eyed woman waited while playing with her phone.

Irish had no suspicion that someone was slowly approaching her, step by step, and now the figure stood right beside her chair. As the target did not respond, the figure began to speak.

"Irish..." it said softly.

"Yes," Irish replied quickly, turning to the figure that called her.

The woman jumped from her chair, her eyes widened, and her voice suddenly choked. The mannequin from Chloe's room was now standing in front of her, and they locked eyes.

"Irish, please help me," it whispered.

The named woman could only shake her head as she walked away until she was cornered against the wall. It was well-utilized by the mannequin to press against Irish. It repeatedly pleaded for help.

Irish's body was less than a meter away; there was no choice but to ask the mannequin. "What? Wh-what do you want?"

"Take me away from here," it answered.

Irish shook her head again, flatly refusing the figure's request. "I can't."

"You have to take me away from here, Irish! I beg you," pleaded the figure.

"Why do you have to leave from here?" Irish asked, curious.

"Irish!"

Continue Reading

Other books by MeilyyanaM

More

You'll also like

Betrayed Bride: Claimed By The Brother

Betrayed Bride: Claimed By The Brother

Reilly Mcardle
5.0

I arrived at the hotel with Julian's favorite takeout, ready to surprise my fiancé before our big merger. But the moment I swiped the keycard, the silence of the hallway felt heavy and wrong. Inside, a red-soled stiletto lay on the marble floor-the same one I'd watched my best friend Lila try on at Saks last week. Through the cracked bedroom door, I watched Julian's back arch as Lila looked me straight in the eye and smiled, wrapping her legs tighter around him to mock my heartbreak. I fled to the penthouse to hide, only to find Grafton, Julian's "crippled" brother, waiting in the dark. To my horror, the man who was supposed to be paralyzed stood up from his wheelchair, gripped my chin with cold fingers, and forced me to sign a contract that gave him control of my family's shares. He knew about my mother's secret medical bills and used them to buy my silence, effectively turning my life into a calculated game of corporate chess. The betrayal tasted like acid, and the injustice of it all burned in my throat. My fiancé was a liar, my best friend was a thief, and the man now controlling my fate was a predator who had been faking his disability for years. I couldn't understand how everyone I trusted had turned out to be a monster. I was trapped between a man who cheated on me and a man who wanted to own me, with no way out and no one to turn to. But when Julian came looking for me, Grafton didn't hide; he stood tall, looming over me with a possessive glint in his eyes. "Help me destroy Julian," I rasped, realizing that to survive the Faulkner men, I had to become the most dangerous player of them all.

The Cold CEO's Unwanted Genius Wife

The Cold CEO's Unwanted Genius Wife

Meng Xinyu
5.0

I stood in the darkest corner of the Pierre Hotel’s ballroom, my cheap polyester dress itching against my skin while my wristband buzzed with a DARPA Priority Red alert. In front of the city’s elite, my fiancé Bryce Calloway took the stage, not to toast our future, but to publicly end our engagement and announce he was with my sister, Chloe. The room turned on me instantly, a hundred pairs of eyes pinning me down with pity and disgust as they physically backed away like I was contagious. When I returned home, my mother shattered a crystal vase at my feet, screaming that I was a humiliation and a "dropout" who didn't deserve a cent of the family fortune. Chloe and Bryce mocked me, laughing when I told them I had a mission with the National Security Agency, convinced I was either a pathological liar or a low-level criminal. They watched in horror as a black, unmarked military helicopter descended on our backyard to extract me, yet they still chose to believe I was being arrested for drug trafficking. They saw a pathetic girl who couldn't even parallel park, never realizing I was Dr. Nova Vance, the lead physicist behind the world's first successful fusion reactor. To secure funding for my research and gain a "fortress" of a name, I signed a thirty-day marriage contract with the arrogant billionaire Roman Knight. He treats me like a fraud, convinced I’m a gold-digger who failed out of college, while I quietly run global energy simulations from his guest bedroom. He has no idea that the "loser" he’s forced to live with is the same anonymous grandmaster who has been ruthlessly crushing him in online strategy games for months. "The contract is active," I told him, looking past his expensive suit. "But don't expect me to be your maid."

Chapters
Read Now
Download Book
The Soul Inside The Mannequin The Soul Inside The Mannequin MeilyyanaM Fantasy
“What do you think when you hear the word mannequin? A statue, a display doll, right? There's another term related to mannequins, and that's a fashion model. A lifeless fashion model, it's an inanimate object. Unfortunately, there's a case of an attack committed by that lifeless object on an employee of Butik La Omelas. Who would believe that a mannequin could do such a thing? Including Irish Klementiff. Until she encountered a mannequin in her house and asked for its help to find out who made it like that. Will Irish help her? Or will she experience something similar to that employee? Who is the living mannequin, actually? Find the answers in the book "The Soul Inside The Mannequin."”
1

Chapter 1 I SAW YOU

26/01/2024

2

Chapter 2 Lying

26/01/2024

3

Chapter 3 The Guest

26/01/2024

4

Chapter 4 New Friend

26/01/2024

5

Chapter 5 Unknown Place

26/01/2024

6

Chapter 6 Overnight Stay

26/01/2024

7

Chapter 7 Don't Touch Me

26/01/2024

8

Chapter 8 Sneaky Tactics

26/01/2024

9

Chapter 9 Dark Room

26/01/2024

10

Chapter 10 Introduction to Dolls

26/01/2024

11

Chapter 11 Woman in the Suitcase

26/01/2024

12

Chapter 12 A Man Named Jimmy

26/01/2024

13

Chapter 13 The Friendly Mannequin

26/01/2024

14

Chapter 14 Assault

26/01/2024

15

Chapter 15 Humanity

26/01/2024

16

Chapter 16 Trap

26/01/2024

17

Chapter 17 The Next Village

26/01/2024

18

Chapter 18 Debate

26/01/2024

19

Chapter 19 The Helper

26/01/2024

20

Chapter 20 Hidden Intentions

26/01/2024

21

Chapter 21 Wrong Person

07/02/2024

22

Chapter 22 Finding Rose

07/02/2024

23

Chapter 23 Argue with mannequin

07/02/2024

24

Chapter 24 Negotiation

14/02/2024

25

Chapter 25 Deserted House

14/02/2024

26

Chapter 26 Another Place

16/02/2024

27

Chapter 27 Finding 'The Guy'

16/02/2024

28

Chapter 28 Mannekin Maker

21/02/2024

29

Chapter 29 Traped

21/02/2024

30

Chapter 30 Don't be noisy!!

21/02/2024

31

Chapter 31 An Offer

21/02/2024

32

Chapter 32 A Confrontation

21/02/2024

33

Chapter 33 Caught

21/02/2024

34

Chapter 34 Deceived

21/02/2024

35

Chapter 35 Well done

26/02/2024

36

Chapter 36 Relief troops

26/02/2024

37

Chapter 37 Difficult choice

26/02/2024

38

Chapter 38 Feeling‼

26/02/2024

39

Chapter 39 The Day‼

26/02/2024

40

Chapter 40 Capturing the Criminal

05/03/2024