Cheshire Home Invasion Novels & Stories

“A few hours before the incident, three men came to the house. They were thugs. They were yelling at my father. Asking about a loan from a loan shark. They said my father borrowed hundreds of millions... but we never borrowed that much.” Cheesy swallowed hard. Her chest felt cold. But she tried to stay calm. “Did they hit your father?” “They didn’t hit him, but they destroyed the house. Kicking the door, smashing the cabinets. My mother was crying. I arrived just as they were about to leave.” Cheesy stared at Daryl, her eyes unblinking. In her heart, she was already certain who was behind it. Daryl lifted his face. “I’m just… confused, honey. Where did all this come from? It’s as if someone

They criticized Chase for being a scumbag and called Willow shameless. Chase stood rooted to the spot with shock in his eyes. "When did you install surveillance cameras at home without my knowledge?"

**Chapter 94: Home Invasion** The gunshot cracked through the bedroom like thunder. My bullet caught the second intruder high in the shoulder. He staggered backward with a guttural curse, but he didn’t go down. These weren’t ordinary thugs. These were Damian’s elite—highly trained, heavily armed, and willing to die to destroy us.

Karani asked, her emotions were in turmoil, dark, sad and angry. “For now, they say home invasion. The house is still taped off, so we haven’t been able to go inside yet, Garrick got the call to collect the bodies.” James said. It made no sense to me. Who would want to kill them? Marrick was the nicest guy you could ever meet.

"Load up. We've got a long day ahead of us." At the front door of the Fisk home, Chrissie took a second to straighten her hair and clothes before knocking on the door. An echo of footsteps sounded through a heavy wooden door which Chrissie admired because of all the profiles of the Fisk household carved into it. Ian Fisk, his wife, Ophelia and their current children. But at the bottom of the door, one spot wasn't finished, and Chrissie believed that was because they had yet to have their newest addition.

Maria was already done for the day after the last cooking session with her colleagues but she had to rush back to her apartment after the motion detectors sent a notification of an intruder inside, but on getting there with a hockey stick and two mace she realized it was Rex’s men taking out Cherry’s things.

CHAPTER 76 The night was dark and quiet, and Anthony had been looking forward to coming home after a long day. He drove up to his house, parked his car, and made his way to the front door. As he reached out to turn the doorknob, he was surprised to find Alexa waiting for him there, looking worried and upset. "Hey there, what's wrong?" Anthony asked, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Someone has broken into our home," Alexa replied, her voice trembling with fear. "One of the staff members left the gate open, and they stole some of our valuable items."

That’s another reason I let him come here. “I am going to throw a party when I get home,”he says and Lucas concurs with him. We are still in the courtyard when we hear a commotion coming from the front yard about an intruder. People are just too daring. Who even tries to intrude at the killers lair? “Don’t you fucken’ touch me?” the unmistakable stubborn voice snaps. “Is that….?” “Fuck!” I rush back inside the house and sprint to the front gate…..

He’s good, so I expect that the police can give me some dispensation once they find out that Andrew has kidnapped and assaulted Cheska. I glance at my watch. 10 AM. It’s been more than 24 hours since I stepped my foot in this goddamn place. I look like shit, my hands aching to be released from this handcuff. Footsteps coming into the room draws my attention, and an officer finally comes over and releases the handcuff around my wrists. “We’ve found the house, but she’s nowhere to be found. Someone else has broken into it and took her.” That sentence makes me alert as I immediately stand up. My pulse quickens, and I feel something burning inside my chest again as the rage awakens.

He tried opening the door but it didn't budge. He tried again, pushing and pulling. All he got was the rattle of the lock. The door was locked from inside. "Get out of my house!" he heard Christine yell from inside. Her shout was all he needed. He took a few steps backward and gave the door a stout kick, sending it flying it open. The loud noise got the attention of the intruder. It was the same guy from the club. Trevor. He was all over Christine, one of his hands on her left breast and the other gripping her neck.