I'm Gonna Make This Place Your Home Novels & Stories

“You what now?” “A house,” I said again, stepping forward. “A peaceful place. Away from the noise, away from the stress. It’s yours. Fully furnished. Beautiful. You’re moving in today.” There was a heavy silence as their expressions shifted from confusion to astonishment. “It’s not just a house. It’s home. Yours. No rent, no burden, no fear. Just comfort.” I turned to my mother, taking her hands gently.

“Yes. We are. No matter what happens, or where we go—home is always here, with the people who love you.” TO BE CONTINUED

The one that has the smelly stuff inside. "What's that thing made of anyway?" I asked "I don't know, my mum made it," He said "A little of it should be able to help you," He said as he applied a little portion of it on my ankle. It was a bit painful because he gently massaged the leg. After he was done, he was about to live when I called him, "Carter" He turned and looked at me "No more secrets," I said to him "Okay, no more secrets," he said

A high wall surrounded the estate, and the security gate was the newest technology at work. The house was empty, it had no furniture, but Maggie forbade Jack to enlist a designer. She didn't want to live in a house with cold vibes. So, as soon as they decided on the house they hit furniture shops and home stores, and in a couple of hours, they chose the elementary, what they needed the most. Everything else can be bought additionally, and Maggie knew she would enjoy making their new home a family nest. Jack ordered for only their personal things and his home office to be packed and moved to the new home, and everything else could burn for all he cared.

His detachment is scaring me much more than I'm letting on. I turn to face him. “That's very thoughtful of you. But I wouldn't have minded staying at our home, if it meant being with you, really with you.” My response makes his grip on the steering wheel loosen slightly, his eyes flicking towards me for a brief moment. I give him a small smile and he quickly looks away. I sigh. “And no matter what state the house is in, it's still our home.” And then I remember a quote I read somewhere online that says, “Home isn't a place. It's a person.” And for me, that person is Liam, even though right now, he feels farther away than ever and it's tearing me apart.

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Can I really make it out of here? *** Pls kindly leave a review after reading, would go a long way in boosting my hope and as well bless me with your gems 😊

My home! I turn to them as they stare at me. “That is where you are damn wrong, Magda. This will forever be my home. You both don’t belong here. I will be back someday, and when that time comes, I will make you curse the day you set feet in my house! Mark my words, and stay alert. You can not tell for sure when I will return!” I state, and for the very first time, Magda’s mouth runs dry.

he said. “I don’t plan on changing anything” I admitted, “and honestly, I wouldn’t even know what to change, this place is so perfectly you” “Well if you want to, you’re more than welcome. This is your home now too.”

"To get away from everyone and everyone but myself." "Do you want to go home now?" I looked up at him and saw that he was serious. "I don't have a place to call home. I don't belong anywhere." "Do you wanna come to my place?" I smirked at him and said, "It's always the same thing isn't it?" I stood up and said, "Even though I don't have a place called home, I still have a place to go. Thank you for listening to my shit but I have to go. Someone is waiting for me."