Fool's Paradise Loud House Novels & Stories

As we got off the plane, it became apparent to me that I was already quite buzzed off of the drinks we had on the plane, nap and all. I maintained my buzz, and the excitement was building as the taxi Ryan hailed was inching closer and closer to our destination. Ever since Ryan told me his dad was a CEO, I was definitely curious to see what the house would look like. I can honestly say, even all of the extravagant images I conjured up in my mind didn't do this place justice. When we finally pulled into the drive, my jaw hit the floor. The house was absolutely stunning from the outside, with palm trees and tropical flowers coating the yard.

At Seayers High, the front gate serves as a flashy parking lot for the wealthy show-offs, contrasting starkly with the bike shed, which resembles a scrap heap at a recycling center. This means there's only one area for vehicle parking — the school's front, a place I'm currently determined to avoid. Seayers High's back entrance leads to the football field, not in use today since parties always seem to be scheduled around their practice times, a special privilege allowing everyone to clear out time for the popular crowd.

Funny, I was about to ask you the same thing what are you doing in my husband's house? Her expression faltered, just for a second, before hardening again as if nothing had cracked her. Your husband? That's laughable you don’t even respect him. I gave a dry chuckle, hollow and unbothered. If I lack respect for him, that’s between him and me. I don’t recall needing advice from an unmarried fool. And immediately, her eyes blazed with fury. Are you calling me a fool? she asked, her voice sharp. As I gave a dry chuckle again, shaking my head slowly, I gave her a sarcastic reply that sliced through the air.

I placed my leg on his path and when he got there like a fool he tripped and fell. "Ah!". He yelled. I don't know if I should be happy or laugh at his foolishness as I got up and smacked him continuously with the shotgun. I don't know when it hit him but I know I didn't hear anything from him and I took four steps back and turned on the torchlight. His eyes were closed,I smacked his head one more time just to be sure. If there was reinforcement in the house they would have run up here but this just proves there wasn't anyone.

I gathered my courage and said emphatically, "I hope you won't go back on your promise." Felicia's eyes darkened. It was almost as if she couldn't believe that I'd stop putting up a fight so easily when I'd been on a rampage just moments ago. I stared at her face, noting the shifts in her expression. After a long, tense silence, she fished out her phone and unlocked the screen. She was still using the cheap phone case that I'd bedazzled myself. The liquid glitter inside the casing was like a shimmering rainbow, our initials swirling with it. Looking at the phone case now, I realized just how at odds it looked with Felicia's extravagant get-up.

I miss you. When I reached the entrance of Moonview Restaurant, Logan happened to pull up at the same time. He had his arm around Joann's waist and gave me a sidelong glance. "Trying to land yourself a rich husband here? Moonview is the most exclusive restaurant in the city. Not every random person off the street gets in." The host blocked me with a look of open contempt. "You there. Do you have no shame at all, coming here with your kid to seduce our clients? And dressed like that? If it weren't for the Rice Group's staff having manners, someone like you would've been thrown out already. What an eyesore."

A loud crash echoed as all eyes were on Logan who seemed to be slammed into the side of the house by Ryder’s intense attack. “I swear to the moon goddess, that better be an earthquake instead of my house being destroyed again” Gary said as he walked out - his eyes grew wide with shock “Holy fuck what is that?” he said jumping back a step. “That would be Logan and Ryder, duking out their issues” Henry said letting out a hearty laugh. Logan managed to lay a single punch on Ryders face. but Ryder swatted Logan away like a fly. I turned to face Henry “Go take the kid in the house, I’ll keep watch on these two until they tire themselves out”

Annabelle also owned Madame Mayhem, a club downtown known for its wild reputation, and she always enjoyed checking out the competition, so getting her to come here today was easy. Badlands was darker and smaller than I had imagined. It felt like a place dripping with excess. We reached the bottom of the stairs. I noticed the club was just a few velvet couches, a small dance floor, and a long bar made of dark wood. Above the bar, small old televisions were lined up, all playing the same black-and-white movie, Dr. Strangelove. "Fool's Gold" by The Stone Roses played in the background, the beat vibrating through the floor beneath my knee-high boots.

"Well, your dream did not happen Karen. You made it happen so it can't entirely be perfect." Karen sighed, "You're right," "Hey, don't think too much about it. Soon everyone will forget what you did and-" Sam was interrupted by a loud noise. Everyone turned to the entrance of the mansion and the music was immediately turned off. Elliot appeared, "Where is she?"

It was the last thing I could do for him as his son-in-law. He'd always been good to me. Once, we were family. But I never expected that final moment of peace would be shattered so violently by a group of uninvited intruders. The doors to the funeral hall burst open. A crowd rushed in, phones held high, faces lit up with excitement. The moment they saw the setup, they started smashing everything without a word. "There they are! That shameless pair! They hurt Rick and still dare to hold a funeral here? Hypocrites!"