Aphmau House Novels & Stories

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

Bara asked while glancing at the map paper the security guard gave him before entering the complex. Atma nodded, and he then drove his car towards the alley that Bara was referring to. Along the way, Atma was presented with views of beautiful houses. From a row of houses, his attention fell on a house with a minimalist style painted in white and cream. The house in front of it, which had many piles of cardboard, managed to make two men of the same age look at him suspiciously. They stopped the car in front of a house not far from house number 88b. Turning off the engine as if they were the owners of the house.

“I remember everything you tell me, Layla.” I smiled before I could stop myself. “Her name was Amara. She believed in creating things with love.” “Then it’s perfect,” he said. “We’ll call it House of Amara.” Just like that, something inside me clicked. A spark. A soft hum of joy. “I like that,” I said, voice almost shy. “It feels... right.” “We’ll build it from the ground up,” he continued. “No lies. No manipulation. No dirty shortcuts. I want this to be something we’re proud of.”

He asked. April took a peek and pointed at a two storied mansion few meters ahead, an infinity pool and a black swing gate with the initials of JA carved on front. The roof is high, triangular, but one side is longer than the other and is covered with red ceramic tiles. It had an array of fresh-looking palm tree on front and a terrace view on the second floor. “Our house is next to that rich looking house.” They stopped at a simple bungalow house made from unpolished cement bricks, it had the standard province roof with rust on different areas. They have a bamboo fence with no gate, blossoms of hibiscus, two tall looking papaya tree and malnourished guava tree. “Welcome to my home.” Her brot

Then he started the engine and slowly drove out of the parking lot back to the street leading to the center of Gwangju. - Docheok-ro, 998 Beon-gil, behind the Teahwasan park, near the buddhist temple Baeglyeon-Am... The house is furthest north from the rest of the houses, in a remote area near the Chugok-ri, Deocheok-myeon, after passing the cemetery, at the next turn. There, we have to go down a small forest path, up to the edge of the forest. The house should be there.- Hyun Woo read the adress and description again when they stopped on the traffic lights.- Hm... It will be at the other end of town, just in the mountains, somewhere near the forest.- he said more to himself. - Maybe use a G

She shrugged and continued walking with her hands on her back. I followed suit because I didn't want to be alone on a grape farm, the ground was mushy, and I didn't like the smell of the rain in here. We reached the end of the grape farm and Sasha lead me to an old house that was just wood, the walls and the floors were made of woods, the roof was made of haystack though, covered in green fishnet, and there's a few steps before you could enter the house. "He's here." She pointed at the direction of the house, "waiting for you." she let go of my hand and turned her heel around.

“ 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.

Watson said. “Come at me!” ‘Watson Braff?!’ Amaia’s eyes twitched. She and the others quickly turned around and looked at the entrance. A few people were walking inside, led by a person in a wheelchair. He was a dignified man, though he looked a bit pale. ‘Watson Braff?’ ‘The director of the housing department?’ Amaia was scared witless. She quickly ran toward Watson Braff. “Director Braff!” Slap!