Rumah Oren Novels & Stories

I glanced back at the gouge marks in the floor and stared at the green markings on the walls. “I’m sure he was fucking a giant spider….” “Omen!” “What? Is the one over there hanging upside-down from the roof?” Orlando went quiet, but I heard his body slide down the wall; possibly so he could rest against it. “She has silver fur” he breathed “and little white antlers. Her eyes are light orange, and she has four tails. She has white swirly patterns through her fur. You should see it; it’s beautiful.” Jeez, it sounded like he was hypnotised. His voice wasn’t the same as it was before. He sounded like he was describing a lover to me, not some Beora’s bitch.

Orion stood and placed his hand at my lower back, which made an electric jolt spark through my body, my heart pounding. “Let me show you around.” I heard him say — or did he? Because my ears were ringing from the jolt. What was going on? The outside was something else. Orion’s house was big, a wide single-storey building set apart from the others with timber framing and a porch that faced the tree line.

Her father’s slurred, triumphant voice cut through the fog like a final betrayal. “She’s all yours now, Reeves. Debt cleared. Just make sure the little witch doesn’t come back biting.” The black van doors slammed shut with the finality of a coffin lid. Oren woke to the sound of waves crashing violently against cliffs and the faint scent of rain mixed with cedar and expensive cologne. Her body screamed in protest as she pushed herself up on cool silk sheets. This was no filthy basement or warehouse cell.

Hannah said cheerfully switching off the engine of the car. The girls climbed down from the car. The heavy sound of music coming from the house could be heard by anyone at the end of the street, the bright colored lights poured out through the windows leaving faint trails of red, blue and white on the porch. Harley eyes which were trained on the series of people who were laughing loudly over one of their friend who was throwing up in the bushes, or those who were moving carelessly to the beat of the music in what she would describe as little to no clothing. “Harley, come on.” May called out to her, her eyes snapped to the girls who were already at the door to the house. Harley nodded taking

Such a beautiful house. It was a cream-white house. It was not big and not small either. It was just the perfect size. For my broken heart. It looked nothing like Antonio's house. Except for the color. It had dark oak wood furnishing lined everywhere in the house. The door also had dark oak with two openings. The front porch was decorated with cute little lamps. The roof was the perfect shade of dark brown. The light oak was used for the floor on the front porch. There were no pictures inside but it was pretty so far.

“Aw, it’s not much. This node will replenish the power in less than an hour. Besides, you are going to have to conjure us up some food anyhow.” “What? You didn’t bring food?” Cain looked at Oren as if he had lost his mind, “Did you forget that I barely got away without getting my neck stretched?” “I’m sure you’ll never let me forget. All right, I will conjure. But remember, conjured food won’t sustain us for long. We will have to hunt for some real food.” “Of course, I remember.” Cain said. After a meal of roast chicken and mashed potatoes, Oren, Cain, and Loril sat by the fire, which Cain made for atmosphere rather than for warmth, and Oren took out his long stemmed, Church Warden, smoking

Selena hurriedly greeted. Renea looked at the sofa, piled up with clothes, and found a place to sit. She scanned the whole house. The House was very small, just 80 square meters, with two rooms and one hall. The home store supplies in the houses were old. Some of them were even broken. “Renea have some water.” Selena said as she handed over the cup of water. “Thanks!” Renea took it. There was still dirt on the water cup that hadn’t been washed off either.

Hana Lie led her to a small house nearby, the house was painted in a gentle blue color with a red tile roof and a pure white fence outside. On both sides of the entrance are two rows of fragrant red roses, on the side of the house there is a big tree covering a sky, below there is a swing gently swinging, this is really the house that many girls want to have, so poetic, so peaceful, open the door and step inside, there is a living room with two bedrooms, a kitchen in the living room with a small table and chairs and a television. The desk is located next to the window that can look outside, by the window there are small potted plants, and a mini aquarium, Orly Lazy's eyes stop on the small p

It was dying of someone. He nodded slowly in understanding. His eyes looked into the room of the house behind Deril. The room looked bright and luxurious. The dominant colour decorations were gold and blue in almost all the house parts. Without a flame to illuminate it, the house seemed to glow. Like there was a unique sun placed in that house.

The dining table also had cute chandeliers on them. “I love the house so much, It feels like a home and it’s too much and I don’t deserve this Mother “ I told Selene. Despite its luxurious features , it is painted in warm brown , beige and gold colours . It’s not completely white like a ghost house or completely black like Alpha Aiden’s island mansion in Italy.