Little House On The Prairie Novels & Stories

The weekend came soon enough. Itwas my 20th birthday. The house was neatly decorated with soft fairy lights hung across the living room and backyard. Balloons in pastel pink and gold floated lazily near the ceiling. A long table groaned under the weight of food … small chops, fried rice, fried chicken, salads, and a beautiful three-tiered cake with my name written in elegant cursive. Derek had spared no expense. I had invited only a small group: Sophie, Ryan, two other close friends from campus, and a few neighbors.

Jenny was trying to sleep but sleep was far away from her eyes, she was thinking about her childhood which she spent in this house. Her grandparents loved her very much. They built this beautiful house just for her and decorated it like a fairytale's house. A small beautiful house surrounded by a huge field filled with lush green grass and high trees. There were lots of beautiful colorful flowers in front of the house and many colorful climbing flower vines that covered the entire house, which further enhanced the beauty of the house and which used to give this house a look like the Hobbit's houses of the Lord of the ring's movies, which is why Jenny started calling it Tiny House.

SABRINA I had been dreaming of this trip for years, and the moment Alex and I could finally afford it, he brought his mistress along. Nightpark was my sanctuary, a place of memories and magic. Just two miles from the city, it offered nature in its purest form—water parks, gardens, streams, resorts, guesthouses, and a breathtaking beach. My favorite memory of my dad was here: I was six, proudly showing him the shiny blue crystal the ocean had gifted me.

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Emily stood by the window of her new room, staring out at the snow-covered landscape of rural Russia. The stark, white expanse stretched out endlessly, a cold contrast to the warmth she had left behind. The mansion was grand, almost palatial, with its towering columns and intricate ironwork, but it felt more like a gilded cage than a home. She wrapped her arms around herself, seeking comfort in the woolen sweater she wore, but the chill seemed to seep into her bones from the inside out.

Once I was done, I put on my comfiest clothes and went out, I went toward the kitchen, I was starving, so I looked for food but the kitchen was mostly empty, I wasn't lying to Hunter, what if I needed food for real? I managed to get myself a meal for now and went to the living room, I flipped through the channels trying to find something to watch, anything really, I found that they had an old movie running, there were some kind of rumours around that movie that says it's a movie from before the war, that this was a really, really old one, but it was one of my most favourite movies ever, it's called Twilight, it's about a vampire who falls in love with a human, there must be a part missing ma

*Pryce’s Point of View* --- I lazily got up from my bed, grabbed my phone, and wore a thin T-shirt and short shorts. I need a glass of water. So, I made my way to my small fridge. Yeah, I got a refrigerator inside my room. I even have a small kitchen here and a living room. Uh-huh, I got a small house in my huge house. What can I say? I'm too lazy to roam around this mansion. Why did I even build a big one when I only need a small space to live? Let's just say that it could be a good investment.

Ryan laughs. - It's not needed, ma'am. I was just getting some rest. It's not worth bothering about. - Nonsense. You will have lunch with us. My husband would make me sleep outside if he knew I had caught a backpacker and didn't give him lunch. Ryan nods and accepts. The woman turns and tells Ryan to follow her. The girl, hanging over her mother's shoulder, looks at Ryan waving. Ryan did the same, and the girl giggled. The house was made of wood, small but very clean and beautiful. Ryan comes in, and puts down his backpack.

They scream in unison at the top of their lungs. My mother, myself and Ele look at each other with a smirk curling on the corner of our mouths, knowing that our kids are too smart to fall for Holdens’ one magic trick he shows them all the time to keep them entertained. I wave my hand, gesturing for them to follow me, and we sneak out the sliding door. We quickly walk across the paddock in our heels to where the newly built cabin sits. “Ugh!” Ele cries out, wobbling on her feet as she struggles to keep her composure. “I always forget to wear my gumboots when I come here.” She shrieks with irritation.

I head to bed and try to sleep , I toss around for a few minutes till I can't take it anymore , I grab my keys and head towards her neighborhood I look up and see her room light still on I check my time and it's two am in the morning , isn't she supposed to be a student? I turn curious I climb up to her window and see her on her laptop ... Hacking???? Wow guess she isn't so fragile as I thought wonder how many surprises you have for me little one, I smile.as I head back .. I will see you tomorrow princess The next morning I head to the school where I found her unconcious and head to the principal's office