Picture Perfect The Loud House Novels & Stories

" she smiled at me. -Go." When we entered the house I noticed only a little: it was big, it had very fine furniture, everything looked super expensive. I even felt sorry for being in these looks in this luxurious house. When we got to the backyard where the pool was, I noticed a lot of boys and girls. The music was louder, there were beers lying on the floor. Some bathed in the pool, etc. Loren's house was large and near the forest, on a hill. In the distance I could see a river too. She had a better view from here.

A man yelled . " Coming" James said as he left the room as mom sighed in relief. Who are these men? Who's James? "Li..listen to me carefully, some men broke into the house they have guns and they are dangerous,you have to hide with your sister in your closet there's a secret door there they won't get to you as long as you stay there...I want to go see if I can see your dad or call for help,there's no signal in the rooms except for the living room…" Mum's voice trembled as she paused.

(POV - JAXON) The loudspeaker crackled to life outside, a harsh, ugly sound that ripped right through the quiet house. It jerked me out of my dark, sad thoughts about the two of them upstairs. My mind had been stuck on that picture, Victor asleep with his head on her hand, their fingers laced together.

*Blind. Lights on. "Cleaning up," he said. Robotic voice from a phone app. He was pretending to be Wang Tao now. My sister's mute husband. I stood. "Hot today. I'll shower." Six steps to the bathroom. Hand on the wall. Exactly as my sister would. I locked the door. Turned the water to scalding. Steam first. Then heat. I pressed my forehead to the tile and counted—one, two, three—until my legs stopped shaking.

A hiss comes from the mouth of tall man. I take off my white blazer that I wore, then throw it away carelessly. Then, my hand grabs a pair of sword of mine from the back. “Let’s start our game.” - Perfect Mate -

“Alright. I need a break anyway.” “I knew you’d say yes.” Val grabbed her bag cheerfully. Amelia started closing down the studio, turning off lights and packing up gently. ----- Club House 50 The lights at Club House 50 cast a soft glow over the velvet walls and polished black floors. The music played low-tempo house, its seductive bass rolling through the air like a slow heartbeat. The scent of spiced whiskey, designer perfume, and secrets lingered thick around the room.

I looked at him with a small smile spreading across my face; his mood had clearly changed from earlier when he didn’t even want to talk to anyone. Then I turned my full attention to the pictures displayed on the screen, scrolling through them carefully while trying to decide which one looks nice for us. “Oh wow, I love this house,” I pointed at the third picture showing a beautiful white house with a sparkling pool, spacious parking area, and a wide compound surrounding it. “I love the front view so much, I choose this one,” I declared with an excited smile. “It looks so peaceful and private.”

Allen has to look perfect for tonight and it's all for zeyn's sake. Allen looked at his watch which was already showing the number seven, soon Zeyn would come. And not long after that the sound of a car horn sounded from outside, Allena peeked out of her bedroom window and it was true that Zeyn had arrived. Suddenly allena was nervous, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, watching carefully so that nothing was left behind or missing. After making sure everything was complete, allena went down and met Zeyn who was waiting for her.

Lips were sealed together, swallowing down the airy sounds of pleasure as the high slowly disassembled. Other than the labored breathing, the three story home was quiet and peacefully still. Every room was cast in a dim glow, the early morning rise had not yet reached its peak. The workout room on the ground floor whirred softly with its variety of machines and refrigerator stocked with refreshments. The home music studio taking up the entire third floor was shut down, all the systems, computers, and laptops off. The desk inside, neat with bits of clutter and papers, had a single photo frame set on the corner picturing two men with striking ungodly features smiling softly at the camera. Both

That one didn’t have any photography courses so that made his mind up for him. His father returned an hour later with good news. “I’ve found a house for us. It’s available for a quick sale. I’m going back to the realtor in the afternoon to complete the sale. Hopefully our fake IDs hold up there. I don’t know what we’ll do if they don’t,” he said with a sigh. “This is a very stressful situation.” *** “Gabriel, you can have the bedroom at the back of the house,” Lady Grey said that evening.