Aphmau House Novels & Stories

This is my dad's parents house ,when they died and Aunt Laura wasn't married she stayed here alone. Aunt Laura was already at the door waiting for us as we got out of the car. The first smell that hit my nose was a cow dump,it was so strong that my face turned into a scowl, I looked around in search of where that offense smell was coming from but I saw nothing,what was I expecting when we came to a house near a farm. No one was offended by it because they were smiling and Rebecca pressing her phone. "Oh John well back home". Aunt Laura said.

Amal said as she drove into the house compound I gaped at the house was extremely large, it looked like an extended family house. The beautiful water fountain at the entrance of the house is remarkable "Afraah, are you watching what I’m watching?" "Yes, the house is lovely" "Where am I gonna park" She muttered a bit audible "You can park over there" I pointed at their parking spot "Are you kidding me, I can’t park this car there" "Why?" I instantly asked "Wait a minute, is that Ferrari?"

Seeing how taken aback he appeared, Stacy smiled, she had appeared like that too, the first time she came here with her dad. She ran to him and grabbed his arm, leading him to the duplex, but stopped at the front porch for a little introduction. "This is Amor House also known as Love House because It's filled with love!" She spread her arms in the air giggling as Jason tucked his hands in his pockets, squinting his eyes because of the breezy nature of the environment.

Ameira swallowed hard and clenched her jaw as she calmed herself, continuing to walk forward near her until she reached the hospital's edge, where the woman was standing. “Hey...” she uttered just enough to hear her, yet she didn’t react or even look at Ameira. She trembled in fear, thinking the woman would die in front of her. Ameira swallowed hard and clenched her jaw as she calmed herself, continuing to walk forward near her until she reached the hospital's edge, where the woman was standing. She follows the woman to the top of the building. Now they are both on the roof edge and you can clearly see Manila and the other buildings from afar. You can also see the cars moving slowly because

Arthur was sent back to the Hamilton's house, while Emiliano stayed behind to investigate the matter. The Hamilton's was located in a very mysterious forest. Outside of the gate was the self—built airport, a house that took up an area of nearly ten thousand square meters, exuding an ancient aura under the starry sky. This was the Hamilton's house which has been here for almost one hundred years.

He smacked his head and cried out, “It’s coming back to me now! I was taking her away from her house when I noticed an asylum on the hills opposite the slums. The lights there flickered for a moment before the place was thrown into complete darkness. “The power supply voltage there was unstable. So, the lights would flicker a lot. Then, there were those screams too.” Baz reminisced and continued, “I remember asking Shelly about it and she explained that the institution was already there when she moved to the slums because her family went broke. Screams were commonplace, she said. “Now that I think about it, the waves and the unstable power supply voltage I saw from the video call match these

“ Do you still wish to hide in the horse's shadow till we reach Oake or … ?” Amaria asked, The hybrid scratched his cheek and looked around and replied,“ I will stay in its shadow ”without waiting to hear the second question. Amaria sighed and commanded her horse to move while the Hybrid went back into its shadows. *** At Ashmael Empire's Castle, She stepped into the huge round bathtub with scented candles lit around it, her body soaked in the warm water, feeling it hug her skin gently, breathing in the aroma of the rose petals, she exhaled and let her body float.

The Okafor home was as Darren had once described - “subtle but grand.” Nestled in the heart of Highgate, the sleek three-story townhouse exuded quiet wealth. Its brick exterior was softened by a pristine front garden where rose bushes stood at perfect attention, their blooms a riot of deep reds and soft pinks. The wrought-iron gate opened with a gentle click, and as they stepped through, Amara felt the first stirrings of nerves flutter in her stomach.

Laughter echoing in the still-warm air. Luca turned to Amara and slid a small velvet box across the table. She froze. “Don’t panic,” he said. “It’s not what you think.” She opened it slowly. Inside was a key. “To the house,” he said. “The one down the street. With the big kitchen. And the bedroom Noah picked out himself.” Her eyes shimmered. “You bought a house?” “I bought our house.” Tears slipped down her cheek, and Noah grinned. “Can we paint my room like outer space?”

Thirty minutes later, two vehicles pulled into the compound of an old colonial-era house tucked behind a neglected Anglican church in the heart of Yaba. From the street, it looked abandoned. Paint peeled from the walls. The gate leaned awkwardly on rusted hinges. Weeds covered the driveway. Perfect. Damian looked around. "This is your safe house?" Father Michael smiled. "This is Samuel's first office." Amara stared at the building. "This is where everything started?" "Yes." He unlocked the front door. "And where, perhaps, everything will end." Inside, the house was nothing like its exterior. The rooms were clean. Electricity worked.