Realy Nice House Novels & Stories

he said, smiling at her as she laced her arm into his. "Shall we?" James said, starting off with Alex and Toni in tow. She glanced back and saw that Kenny and Angelica were following. The house was insanely gorgeous. It had everything you could imagine a wealthy family's house should have had; white marble, luxurious rugs, odd looking furniture, strange and expensive looking statues and pieces of art scattered about. "So, are you part of the staff or are you... on the menu... so to speak," Toni asked as they started down the short hallway.

Sorry for using Missy on you" "Man..this is so good. I'll be needing more' "I've never seen you eat this way before" "Even at my husband's house. The truth is I tend to eat a lot in a comfortable place" "So, you're comfortable in my middle class house? "This place is great. It's quiet and lovely. I like it. More like a vacation home. Everything here is so nice simple with warm designs" "Thanks for the compliment" "I'm being honest. More please... please"

I hand Grace to Arthur so that I can flip through the different sheets. “My realtor just emailed them over, she gave us a good mix.” Arthur says running a hand through his still wet hair from his shower. He smells like pine and eucalyptus. I nod because I don’t know how to tell him I think otherwise, not when he smells so good. “What? You don’t think so?” He says seeing right through my attempt to conceal my disagreement. “They all seem. . . nice.” I settle on, which isn’t a lie. As I page through the sheets each house, or rather mansion, is fancier than the last.

They came out of the pack house, and walked a few houses down before coming to a stop in front of Neil's gorgeously built modern house. "Your home is gorgeous!" she breathed out in wonder. Neil's eyes were stuck on her face when he murmured, "It is, isn't it?" Clearing his throat he brought the smile back upon his lips and started to drag her inside the house. "Do you live here alone?" Bella murmured in awe. The house was airy, and filled with sunshine. Open, white and modern interior with no trace of dust. "Yeah." he responded, "My family is in another pack."

vibe because this house is nice. This house is definitely beautiful. "The house has 12 bedrooms and 9 bathrooms and 6 1/2 half bathrooms" Niko informs us as we walk around the first floor. "Okay can we go to the final house now? I'm getting hungry and tired?" I asked them "yes sweetheart the only one left is a little out of the neighborhood so let's head out." Tristan said to me Leaving the property it finally hits me that we're buying our first home before we graduate high school. My excitement comes back as we make our way out of the neighborhood to the last house.

the broker was excited, of course, he would make a big money from the sale he would make, Vernon had not spared any money in choosing the houses, none of them cheap. "Ignore the cars, they're the current owners," he said, leading the couple into the house. Sofia came in shyly, she was accustomed to the wealth and elegance of Mr. Maritin's house, but other homes like this made her nervous, she would never get used to being rich. The house was beautiful, elegant, the furnishings light in beige and white, not varying much, several glass windows surrounded the house but Sofia had not liked it, it was very artificial, it felt like it was a house of an reallity show.

Staring at him with open adulation. “We're only been talking for about a minute and I'm already interested in buying this property. How about showing me around?” “It would be a pleasure, Mr. Andrews,” he replied. Jacob went over to the house with the couple behind him. “So this house has five bedrooms. Six baths. 6,786 square feet of interior spaces, and is currently on the market for nine million dollars. It's a wonderfully made modern design. You can see, from here, the roof cantilever which I believe adds a soothing combination for the color and the general exterior design of the house,” he said enthusiastically. He went over to the stairs which lead to the entrance of the property. One t

Maybe. *** By midday, we are heading to the property. I am vibrating with excitement. Greg finally laughs, catching me in the act, “You’re bouncing.” “I am not.” “You absolutely are.” The realtor greets us warmly once we get out of the car and walk toward the house. “Good to finally meet in person.” Handshakes and introductions are exchanged, and the front door opens. I step inside and stop. Pictures have not done this place any justice. Lights flood the entryway, open spaces, clean lines, warm finishes, the kitchen, and the living room. Everything feels… easy.

he remarks as he pulls down the driveway to the enormous front door made from some exotic, dark wood. “I…yeah,” I mutter, in absolute awe. The house is modern and white, but not cold and foreboding like many I’ve seen when doing wish-I-lived-here tours of Beverly Hills and Malibu. It’s tasteful and welcoming and gives off a rich, beachy vibe like somewhere you’d spend a perpetual vacation. “Come inside,” Nate says. “I’ll give you the tour.” “I-okay,” I reply, managing to turn to him and smile. He smiles back, gets out of the car, and goes around to my side to open my door for me. Again, he holds out his hand for me to take and helps me out. “Thank you.”

"The home belonged to a distant business colleague of his. Beautiful house, but the man himself was rather unpleasant. I got the distinct impression he was hoping to pull one over on my dear Vinnie." "Fortunately, you have no reason to endure his presence on this trip," Cruz said. Alyssa nodded. "Good riddance to that bastard." Then her eyes brightened. "Look - there's the house right there." It was, as she claimed, a beautiful house. It was stark white with sky blue shutters and trim, which looked especially bright against the gray sky behind. The lawn featured several small fountains and perfectly shaped rows of hedges, and palm trees were planted on either side of the sky blue door.