House Novels & Stories

“Hey guys, I need to know when we are going to head over to that warehouse that Amy said was about ten miles from Juxney’s. I’m not sure I remember where that is.” “I know where that is.” Gael said. “We used to use that field over there to play baseball and soccer.” “Well, we need to get over there and get those she-wolves. Every day that passes is another day they could be in misery, and I can’t have that.” Phoenix said with authority in her voice. Sonya asked, “How do we know that it isn’t a trap? I mean Amy may have been lying.” “Oh no, we know it isn’t a trap.” Tina said as she got up to grab some more food. That girl could put it away.

In a stroke of luck, Sasha hooked him up with a residence in the area-after she finished laughing about his predicament. Before the dawn's rays could kiss the sky, they were pulling into a secluded driveway for a lakeside getaway, a cottage residence if one could consider a sprawling, five-thousand-foot home with six bedrooms a retreat. The lockbox on the side door opened without a hitch, and they entered the home, belonging to a friend of Sasha's-a wealthy one judging by the decor-and hopefully safe for the moment. "I'm starved," Marc announced as he headed for the kitchen. "Me too," Toni stated in surprise. "Is that normal?"

“You two are quite the team.” Marissa's house is a cozy, welcoming haven nestled on the edge of the forest. The exterior is quaint, with a rustic charm that fits perfectly with the surrounding wilderness. The wooden structure is painted a soft sage green, with white trim around the windows and doors. A wraparound porch adorned with potted plants and a couple of rocking chairs invites visitors to sit and enjoy the tranquil scenery.

Safe. Like home.

“I’ll get the food ready. Maki-chan, Kenta, come help. Akiko, you can show them the rooms that they will be using.” “Yes. Leave it to me!” Aki-chan saluted and so did the other two kids. While they ran off head towards the kitchen, Aki-chan, still being carried by me, verbally guided us to our rooms which were right next to each other. Once Hiro-san had gone and left his backpack in his room, he came over to mine. “It’s a really big traditional house.” “It’s ancestral property. It’s been in the family for over two centuries.” “I didn’t know they were so well-off.”

She took a look around the room, it was truly stinking but it was obvious that she had gotten used to it's irritating smell that she barely remembers how her room smelt like in her house. Her exotic perfumes and beautiful body lotions that always sat on her dressing table, it was difficult to believe that she would ever find her self in a disgusting environment like this living with zombies who would someday kill and eat them once they run out of human flesh and blood. Then she saw something lying under a black rag. She reached for it and held it up, her eyes brightened up, it was a phone battery. "Take a look at this Jerry" she said in excitement pulling Jerr

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I admitted accepting another hug from her. " Will, you ever invite us to go inside your house Yola? " Dad mocked breaking our hug. " Of course, please get in" she then directed the way into the house. As we walked in we were faced with stairs, on our right side was an entrance that gave access to the kitchen, in the middle an island that looked like black and white granite and all kitchen cabinets were white giving a more clear and delicate view of the space. She guided us to the living room that was on the left side, I took a seat on the grey L shaped sofa that had few pillows with different shades of grey, a brown table separa

He rocked in her ears, kissed her cheek and Kyara knew at the moment she had stopped breathing. The second they were inside his mansion which looked exemplary and stylish Nathan walked inside the kitchen. Does he know to cook for a billionaire that he is? Kyara thought surprised. She kept gazing around the enormous hall in awe which was covered with antique pieces, a huge black piano at the corner and many crystal items situated at different places of the room. The west side of the hall which led to stairs was covered with paintings of top artists. Kyara wondered about the immense wealth the Johnsons own.