Glass House Novel Novels & Stories

A young woman falls for the young billionaire he works for as a maid. After being saved from a deadly car crash, a billionaire offers a young poor woman to work in his house as his maid but fate has other plans for them.

Jennifer invites Terrance to her house to have their first date. The date starts off romantic and emotional, until a traumatic event happens. As the story continues, you get to learn what exactly happened on this first date and why it became their last.

This book is not your usual romance novel, it's a steamy dark romance novel which contains Mature contents, strictly R18+ Ivana Davies was transferred to NYC two weeks after getting her dream job of becoming the private secretary to the second son of the richest and most influential family in Russia. "The Gilbert group of company" a multi-billion dollar financial and software empire, after catching her boss exchanging body heat with his receptionist. Much to her disbelief, Ivana was asked to work as the permanent secretary to The Gilbert first son, Davin Gilbert who wanted nothing to do with his father or the family business. When those pairs of dark eyes landed on her, on the first day working for Davin Gilbert, will Ivana and Davin be able to resist the sparks and longing they have for each other as they both work closely in his company?

Two students are forced to share off-campus housing due to a housing crisis. Strict house rules are set- no late nights together, no touching, no crossing lines. But shared kitchens, midnight strolls and conversations, and stolen glances make the rules unbearable.

A thirty-year-old office lady, who got into an accident and is now trapped inside a novel series she loves. She was reincarnated into one of the side character extras of the story and meets in person the tyrant magician, the playboy prince, and the clueless female lead of the story.

Shin. A fairly short name, but has a deep meaning. The name was a gift from my father. Dad said, "I don't want to burden you with the length of a name. Shin, I think this name suits you. For a personality that never complicates things."My life changed drastically after the death of my parents. My brothers did not guard me, but tortured me. Previously my house was like a palace, but now it is like a house in hell.However, the suffering that I thought would be eternal slowly disappeared after the presence of a strange man in my life. He thought that I was his lover in the past. The man made the flow of my life uncertain. Happy, sad, hurt, all I often feel. Especially when a woman returns who turns out to be the man's real lover.

Five years ago, policemen beat down the doors of our house and arrested my father for financial fraud. Just as I was about to despair, my friend’s father proposed that I marry his son—Mason. In my grief over daddy’s imprisonment, and unexpected happiness of marrying my childhood love, I was blinded. I vowed to myself that I would be the best wife I could be. But my husband would never love me the way he loved Jade—my best friend who died eight years ago. I pretended everything was fine and kept being a good wife for all these years. However, when I found Jade’s ring in Mason’s pocket and saw her face, alive and beautiful, appear in the live stream, the illusion—my game of house—was shattered.

I come across a popular post on the forums. "Help! Someone has stolen my two million dollars of gold from my safe! The thief didn't even leave behind any marks of wrenching the safe door open!" In the photo, a hand with a wedding ring can be seen pointing at an empty safe. The safe's model and patterns match the safe that I've seen in my best friend, Joan Hart's, house before. The comment section is already filled with comments. "Girlie, I'm sorry, but I have to say this. Your husband's most likely the culprit." "Agreed. There's no way ordinary thieves can swipe your gold away without leaving anything behind." "You should check your husband's recent financial situation first." The original poster responds to the comments that doubt her husband firmly, "There's no way it's my husband! We're in a tightly-knit relationship!" Someone is quick to ask, "What about your friends and relatives? Who else has visited your house before?" This time, the original poster's response appears even faster. "Last week, my best friend spent a night at my house…" Just as I'm about to share the thread with Joan and tell her that her safe might be compromised because of these safety issues, I receive a phone call from her. "Andrea, I got bad news for you! Someone stole my safe at home!"

Blurb: Tiara, an omega who tragically lost her parents to unknown and strange circumstances, lived on the outskirts of town in the remains of her parent's home as it was the one of the few things she had to remember them in her course to find out the cause of their untimely and forgotten death. She lives all alone after serving as a maid in her uncle's house literally all day, enduring hardships and isolation, leaving her with little or no time to make ends meet. To survive, she gathered herbs from the woods a few miles away from her house and sold them at the market to make a living. The woods that laid behind her house also served as the hunting ground for the alpha who is always accompanied by his most trusted aides and subordinates. Fate finally intervened when Tiara and Edwin met on one of their numerous visits to the woods. Edwin discovered that they were fated to each other the moment her set his eyes on her but Tiara could not because she was an omega, very weak at heart, unable to feel the bond immediately. Despite the fact that they clicked almost immediately, their bond and choices faced so many challenges that threatened to tear them apart. Will they overcome their challenges? What will be Tiara's fate? Will she be right by Edwin's side, taking her rightful position as the Luna to the Darkmoon pack? Will she find out the cause of her parents death?

I took my in-laws to our place for Christmas without telling my wife. It was supposed to be a surprise, but the moment George, my father-in-law, stepped into the house, my wife's assistant shoved him. He crashed into the shoe cabinet and threw out his back. "Ms. Sampson's villa doesn't let homeless people in. I can't believe you're her father-in-law. Look at you. Even a homeless guy wears better than you." I told the maid to hold George, but the male assistant stopped me again. He even shoved my mother-in-law, Diane. "You think you own this place? That's Ms. Sampson's maid. It's enough she has to serve a leech like you. You don't get to make her serve your parents." The fury consumed Diane whole, and she had a heart attack. I called my wife and asked her to come to the hospital. Wendy Sampson, however, shrugged it off. Scoffing, she said, "Zack told me everything. I can't believe you brought your parents to my house! And you want me to see your mother? She's faking her heart attack! I know she is! I want them out of my house! So what if they die? Best Christmas gift I could ever hope for."