Enough Is Enough The Loud House Novels & Stories

Henry kicked the coffee table next to him with a gloomy expression. [Serena, what do you mean by this?!] [Are you crazy?!] [Who gave you the guts to say something like this?!] No one replied. Henry stood up, quickly heading toward the parking lot, dialing my number as he walked. “Beep... The number you have dialed is unavailable.” “Damn it!” He cursed under his breath, yanking open the car door. “Serena, pick up the damn phone!” Still no reply. The wind was strong at night, but it could not blow away the fear in Henry's heart.

Then I remembered—I was supposed to be deaf. A beat later, it clicked for her. She switched to signing, asking what was wrong. "It's nothing. I'm just not feeling well." Panic flashed across her face, like she'd just remembered something. She rushed in front of me, hands flying while her mouth kept up. "Glen, Eugene is just my junior from college. Don't get the wrong idea." She was usually ice-cold. Tonight? Falling apart. All because of Eugene. Figures. I didn't want to deal with it. "I'm tired. Let's sleep."

Stop causing a scene. I massaged my aching eyes and said to him with a steady voice. "This isn't a scene. I'm calmly telling you that I'm done with you!

She glances at it under the table. One message, unknown number. “𝐸𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑖, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔”

I mean, we all know children's playhouses are germ fest's. I tilt my head over to look at my clock, and it is precisely 641am when I hear some noises downstairs. I do not get up. I do not possess the energy to do so. But I do grab my phone and check the security systems cameras and see that it is Aiden coming into work relatively early, looking rather drab. He goes directly into his room. He hasn't worked here long enough for me to have any assumptions. It is a professional thing to do to speak to him about it in the morning.

"Here is your merchandise nigga!" Loud walked to me to receive his goods well packed in an opaque ' Talking Chef Restaurant' customized nylon. He was already having a fancy free moment with the ladies. Loud's ability to penetrate a woman's heart was quite inimitable; not just because he was a swish young man; he just had the key, the punchlines, the perfect words and sometimes I just wished he sublimated all that to writing music, script or something similar. "Is that my tools?" "Yeah it is dude. Everything is right in there."

The office television was broadcasting the story of Cedric Gardner's return. Tiffany Scorsese's eyes remained on the screen the entire time, even when she accepted the property transfer agreement from me and signed it without hesitation. Parnings Manor, located in the western suburbs, was one of the most sought-after properties in all of Cloudridge. It was nearly impossible to purchase even with money, yet it held no value in her eyes—just like I did. After the broadcast ended, Tiffany appeared to be in high spirits. She casually twirled the pen between her fingers after signing, then handed the property deed back to me. "I must have transferred over 60 properties to you by now? You're basic

A man yelled . " Coming" James said as he left the room as mom sighed in relief. Who are these men? Who's James? "Li..listen to me carefully, some men broke into the house they have guns and they are dangerous,you have to hide with your sister in your closet there's a secret door there they won't get to you as long as you stay there...I want to go see if I can see your dad or call for help,there's no signal in the rooms except for the living room…" Mum's voice trembled as she paused.

It was a good thing the walls were sound proof or they would have gotten a ton of complaints from neighbors. Henry banged hard on Jack’s door, controlling himself from kicking it open. His patience was almost running thin until Jack decided to unlock the door. "What's up, bro?" "How many times have I warned you about loud music in my house?" It was hard for Henry to hear his own voice over the loud songs blasting from Jack’s room. "It is not that loud. I need music to circulate my brain." "Tune it down!" Jack huffed. "Fine! Kill joy."

"Around back." I nodded and we made our way towards the back of the house silently. We found two girls seated on the gravel stones and playing with them. They were dressed in very shabby dirty clothes and looked very malnourished but they still looked happy. "I wonder where Eli is." One of the girls said. "Do you think he's forgotten about us?". "I don't think so Ima." The other said. "He said he won't be long." "But I'm so hungry." The first one who was probably Imani whined and clutched her stomach.