Abu House Novels & Stories

Her eyes falling to the floor, she raised her hand in mid air slowly raising her middle finger in my direction. Yeah, fuck you too Mia for shooting me. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx “So who built this again?” she asked digging into her pasta. She sat on the couch; I was all the way across the room huddled against the fireplace. “Berkely” The fucker owned a few safe houses in the continent and each house belonged to one of the men in B&A. This cozy cabin was mine. It wasn’t fancy like Jason’s modern house in Cartagena or Blaze’s summer house somewhere in California.

Abel's house was a dark blue two-story home with a nicely fenced yard and a cute patio out front. As Axil lead me into the house, I gazed around at the people who were busy scurrying around the area, confused. "Why are there so many people at his place?"

Wuse, Abuja – March 5, 2026, 10:22 p.m. The new safe house was this tight two bedroom flat sitting above a closed tailoring shop in Wuse Zone 2. No real fan just a window unit rattling and spitting cold air in weak bursts. Walls thin enough you could hear the neighbors fighting like they were in the same room. Mama T had shifted them here three days earlier, right after the Garki tip line started buzzing with anonymous calls pointing at “two Lagos boys hiding nearby.” No raid had come yet, but the waiting felt like dust in your throat.

Johanna's heart seemed to be touched by something, and her nose even felt a little sour. "That's settled then." Abigail got up and went out. After getting on the car, she opened her phone and found a house from her collection of assets that was the smallest in size and located in the city center. This is a small apartment located on the Sunshine Coast, fully furnished, with an area of 90 square meters. The entrance password should be 101010. Several grandfathers often give her houses, and for her convenience to remember, the passwords are all set to this.

I glanced longingly at the road that would lead me to my pier, my happy place, and rode past on my way to a meeting with fate. Before long the pack house came into view. It had been so long since I’d travelled out to the old pack house. It was nestled on the water, far out from the centre of town. While it backed to the water it was also nestled firmly to the wood, granting a peak access point to both terrains. The house was built like a ski chalet, large bright windows built on an A-frame base. It fit the mountain it sat against but was a stark contrast to the beach behind it. It had been built to house both the Alpha and Beta families, as well as host visiting packs. It was huge, the estat

She yelled, forcing me to leave, "That's what they always told me last time! They claim they are all boys but it was with a woman after all. So don't deceive me. Get out!" I even heard her say, even though I was far away, "Boys are all the same!" Due to my thirst, I also bought water. I noticed a signboard as soon as I turned into a street. At the bottom, it has its contact information and the words "House for Rent." I read the signboard next to it while covering my mouth and giving it another glance. Are you certain that this property's only value is this? It is a family-friendly size, being merely medium-sized. It still has a brand-new appearance and has never been occupied. When someone s

Alba was also platinum-like Rúbia, but without the mega hair. — So I said to him: Which man can say he has 321 m² inside his pocket? - Rúbia comments, savoring his drink while telling us how he managed to convince his client to buy the house. — He was so excited that he did not think twice and bought the house. And when I say excited... — Yes, we understand. - Paloma intervenes laughing at the expression of Rubia widening her eyes and making the gesture with both hands. We keep talking about the mansions when they start playing an exciting ballad at the bar that makes them scream, excited:

Meanwhile, Abizar and Shanum are in the front seats. .......... It turned out that the surprise Jasmine meant was a minimalist house with a modern style and a beautiful garden in the front yard. Indeed, his house is smaller than the house Abizar currently lives in, but it turns out that this house was deliberately bought by Mommy and Daddy Abizar as a wedding gift for their child. Because Abizar's previous house was the house where Adelia and Abizar used to live. Meanwhile, Abizar will marry another woman after being a widower for nearly seven years. So they prepared a new home for Shanum and Abizar.

He just followed where Abyan took him. Almost 1-hour drive from HSP to reach the housing complex where the Pravitel family lives, Abyan stopped his car in a neighborhood near his family home. "Why did we stop here and not at Papa's House?" asked Emma, astonished. "I want to show you, after we get married, this house that is being built in the house that we will live in," Abyan said. Abyan babbled that Emma was not ready to give her comment. His eyes only looked straight at the foundation pillars that stood as a sign that on the plot would stand a house.

With Abaddon at my side, there was no doubt in my mind that this journey would be replete with love and support. Abaddon's voice reverberated throughout the halls as he detailed the intricate features of the house. As we continued our exploration of this remarkable abode, a sense of optimism and hope enveloped me. With Abaddon at my side and this extraordinary place as our refuge, I knew that any challenges that lay ahead would be met with strength and resilience.