Got House Novels & Stories

Wasn’t this the estate where Max’s house is located? “What’s going on, Gerald? Why did you bring me here?” Gerald’s smile faded a little. He gestured to the house again. “I just bought this house. It’s ours now.” “You are kidding!” I still couldn’t believe my ears. I looked between him and the house. “You bought this? How is that even possible?”

"Why? You already bought me all that stuff, so why won't you buy me the house?" She lunged forward and grabbed my arm. "Mom, please. Just buy it for me! "You were going to help me move into a better place after college anyway. This is only four years early." I looked at Chloe sobbing beside me like a child throwing a tantrum over candy. After a pause, I asked, "Chloe, first tell me why you want this house so badly." "If I tell you, will you buy it?" "No. Not now, and not later. I'm never buying you a house." I rejected her unreasonable demand without hesitation.

After his grandfather had passed away, Duncan's father had no intention of moving back into the house, and had given it to his son and new daughter-in-law as a wedding gift. The house set in the middle of cotton farming country in West Texas. Set back about half a mile from the highway down a dirt road, it was nestled up against a stand of Mesquite trees. The house had three bedrooms and two baths, though only one of each were in use since it was just the two of them. With Heidi coming to visit, Kelly had to make sure she had the guest room cleaned out. Despite Duncan trying to distract her with multiple bouts of kissing and groping, they were able to clean the room. Boxes of junk went into

Just as I am going to ask, for probably the thousandth time since we have been in the car, we pull up to a massive house on a sprawling yard. “What…?” I breathe out. “It’s great, right?” I can feel Greta’s eyes on me, but I can’t look away. The massive two story house is grey with white shutters and at least fifteen windows on the front. The wraparound porch has two rocking chairs set off to the side of the front door. “Can we go!? Can we go?!” Trinity and Gabirel chant from the back as Ryker steps out of the front door. “Yeah, let’s go!” Greta moves to match the pace of the kids scrambling out of the doors.

“There’s one more thing.” I tilted my head, sipping my drink. “What?” “I got you a house.” The words hung in the air. I nearly choked. “You… what?” He pulled out his phone, showing me photos of a beautiful modern home, cozy yet spacious, with a garden, high security, and located in a gated community. “Signed the papers this morning. It’s yours. Fully furnished, move-in ready. No need to wonder where to live after what happened to your place. You’ll have your own space, but I’ll be nearby. Always.”

What I saw made my breath catch. It wasn’t just a name. The tag had an address on it. Our address. I looked up at them, my eyes wide. “What… what is this?” Henry’s smile widened. “We didn’t just get you a kitten, Kathrine. We got you a home.” Noah finally let out the laugh he’d been holding in. “Surprise!” I stared at them, my heart pounding. The kitten mewed again, snapping me out of my shock. “You… you bought a house?”

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

She have to accept her fate. After one hour, she got back to Robert’s house with her belongings. Her phone was seized and she had no means of contacting anyone. Emma will be worried, she might actually think she is missing and start searching for her. The guest room was very big and bigger than her former room. She placed her things down deciding to shower. The door knob clicked and she quickly buttoned her shirt back. She haven’t removed her work outfit yet. “Don’t you know how to knock?” Emma yelled at him, Robert walked towards her obviously annoyed.

You know those days when you're absolutely certain you hate someone's guts? Every little thing about them drives you crazy the way they scrunch their nose at your cooking, the critical tone when they point out dust on a shelf, the cold indifference in their eyes when they walk past you like you're invisible. That's how I feel about him. Julian Blackwood. My boss. The billionaire who treats me like I'm beneath his notice unless I'm doing something wrong. And then I found out someone wanted him dead. I should have let it happen. I should have kept my mouth shut and watched the empire crumble around the man who made my life miserable. But here's the thing about hate it's dangero

After his grandfather had passed away, Duncan's father had no intention of moving back into the house, and had given it to his son and new daughter-in-law as a wedding gift. The house set in the middle of cotton farming country in West Texas. Set back about half a mile from the highway down a dirt road, it was nestled up against a stand of Mesquite trees. The house had three bedrooms and two baths, though only one of each were in use since it was just the two of them. With Heidi coming to visit, Kelly had to make sure she had the guest room cleaned out. Despite Duncan trying to distract her with multiple bouts of kissing and groping, they were able to clean the room. Boxes of junk went into