Realy Nice House Novels & Stories

I ask as we climb into the car. "Not far, only twenty minutes drive. I bought the house as it's not too far from the bunker, but it's in a nice quiet neighbourhood." It's not long before we're pulling into a beautiful brick-built house; Jake parks the car in the driveway as he turns to me with a smile as he says. "This is it; welcome home, baby. Do you like it?" I turn to look at the house, smiling as I say. "Wow! Jake, it's beautiful. Oh my, I love it. Oh God look at that swimming pool; I can't wait to swim in it."

“Thank you, Avery.” “You can call me just Ave for short.” “Ave.” I repeated. “Oh look, we’re here now!” she said once we were at the back of a property. Their house is a two-story residential house with light brown siding and white trim. It has a front lawn, neatly trimmed shrubs, and a white garage door. “Wow, Aunt Avery, your house is beautiful.” Sapphire said in amazement. “Yes, it is,” I agreed. “Your house is beautiful.”

she said to me politely, and the way she smiled at me made me feel relieved that at least she welcomed me here. "Thank you," I nodded my head and forced a smile at her, following her into the house afterward. The house was almost as big as Ren's house back in New York. It was pretty with a large parking lot that had different cars parked there, and for a moment, I asked myself if Nate has started selling cars. Although I was still walking toward the entrance door, but I took my time to admire the whole outline of the house. From the beautiful waterfall to the outdoor swimming pool that had a large opening, to the place I could call a garden that was just located close to the gate. Everything

Every girl talks about him. "He's fine" I replied. We finally entered the house. I had inspected the house right from outside. It was just beautiful. The colour was white with a touch of cream. The flowers, the posh cars example of perfection. She had told me about her family life. Her father died a while ago. And her mother just got remarried. Her new father is soooo nice, she said. Her mum and her new husband had been dating for a while before they got married and had kids. Finally they got married a while ago.

~ Andrea ~ We got to the beach house moments later and it wasn't like I imagined. Yes, it was more than that! These rich people have their properties speaking for them. I gaped at the sight of the interior decoration. Damn! It has large windows, the lightning was warm and welcoming but spoke volumes about who owned the house. I circled the place thoroughly for about three times. It had four bedrooms and a wide parlor. The kitchen was spacious as well with different electronics to make cooking easier.

Grainne was a bit awkward because she couldn't believe that Carwyn said he would arrange for her to live in a big mansion. Carwyn, seeing her awkwardness, smiled and said, "Grainne, this is your smallest house. It's very quiet around here, I guess you'll like this place." She enjoyed the quiet place. She couldn't refuse if he had already told her that this was a tiny house. After Carwyn left, Grainne lay down on the bed to think deeply. Now she could not distinguish what was real or fake in this world. Carwyn arrived at Levi's to find Harry in the living room waiting for her. As soon as he saw him, the boy ran to ask: "Uncle Levi! Where's your mother?"

A freaking fountain. “Is this a mansion or a museum?” I muttered. My mom ignored me and got out. I didn’t want to get out of the car. I stared at the new house like it might bite me. It was huge, clean, and annoyingly P*******t-perfect. White shutters. Porch swing. Little stone path lined with flowers. The kind of house that whispered stable and happy. It made me want to scream. “Kailee, come on,” Mom said, beaming as she stepped out of the car. “Try to smile?”

“True. Mommy likes fast solutions.” She picked the house for John’s family first. When John and his wife saw it appear on the land, they stood there completely lost. The house was at least fifteen times better than the place they had been renting. It had clean walls, a working kitchen, a real bed, running water, and an actual shower.

CHAPTER TWO JULIA “Welcome home.” Steve smiles. I step out of the car, gazing at the house. It is beautiful. It gives old money vibe. I walk towards us. The steep gabled rooflines create a dramatic silhouette, which makes the house feel grand and established. The windows are arched, and the entryway seems warm and very elegant. The house’s colour is like taupe, or warm beige, something like that, with charcoal trim, and it makes it timeless.

I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that there is a beautiful house in front of me when Adrian opens my door, unbuckling my seatbelt over my swollen belly and nudging me out of the car. “Adrian! There’s a house!” I exclaimed when I found my words again. “No, really?” he snorts. I slapped his chest, making him laugh more. “Where did it come from? I mean….how?” He wraps an arm around my waist, guiding me as I waddle to the front door, trying to take the whole house in. The new house is white, with a wrap-around porch, dark wood pillars and shutters. There are bay windows that I can already picture Hailey sitting in, playing with her cat or reading a book.