Rumah Oren Novels & Stories

He glanced at her and caught her looking and she wanted to blush. At ten forty, they reached their destination. Claire’s home was a modest, cozy-looking concrete two-storey house, situated in a lot probably measuring around one hundred square meters. It was painted light green, probably to complement the beautiful plants, some of them on the ground, some hanging, that littered the small front yard. A fence with a small gate secured the front of the house. Soren had been here once, Claire told her, but stayed only for a few minutes.

he chirped. The scent of cinnamon hit her nose as the toasty scent of coffee floated in the space. Myra was more than surprised by the omega's male home layout, which included a dark oak beam across the ceiling and a small chandelier that lit up the space in a warm tone. The curtains were all closed, but Myra could still admire the sleek design of his somber-toned home and a comfy nude brown sofa with a coffee table where a freshly made mug steamed. "...look, Jorah, yesterday I—”

They trudged out of the woods and slowly started a conversation. The O'Connor mansion was a three-story building with red walls and a field surrounding it. A fountain stood in the middle of the premises covered with exquisite craftsmanship and perfectly sculptured fishes surrounding the center with water gushing out of their mouth into the pool. Behind the building were two wooden cabins and a cottage. One of the cabins served as a workshop while the other served as a store room. The cottage was for relaxation and privacy. Roses surrounded the bottom of the fountain making it look more enthralling. Opposite the fountain was the entrance door. Tall, huge, strong, and black. The entrance led t

“You two are quite the team.” Marissa's house is a cozy, welcoming haven nestled on the edge of the forest. The exterior is quaint, with a rustic charm that fits perfectly with the surrounding wilderness. The wooden structure is painted a soft sage green, with white trim around the windows and doors. A wraparound porch adorned with potted plants and a couple of rocking chairs invites visitors to sit and enjoy the tranquil scenery.

Orean bring there stuff to the room he will have to chose. “Hello, is this where Jhonia” “Yes, please come in.” Crissian cuts off Nielle and said, stepping aside for her to enter. “Hey!!! Oh my God! Is this something kind of get away mansion for the rich, this house is?” Nielle asked? After entering and saw the huge living room. “It's like a ball room, in here Jhonia, congratulations on buying this... I don't know what to call it other than a castle house version.”

050894 BEEP They walked into the apartment after the door unlocked. Looking around, Sara Owen followed Rudra Reddy into the living room. It was a lovely, cosy apartment with green carpeting everywhere. The design was understated but brown. In the centre of the hallway, there was an aquarium that reached the ceiling. A huge chandelier could be seen hanging from the ceiling above the blue sofa. It was attractive and captivating. She stopped at the aquarium and put her palm on the glass.

I— Yoren froze. His expression hardened as though he had only just realised the kind of home he had given Eirene. The Aurelion Residence was not just a luxurious house; nor could it be called an ordinary small palace. It was the most hidden palace from the eyes of the world. For years, Yoren had forbidden anyone from setting foot there, determined to preserve every memory he had of his parents. Yoren closed his eyes. Now, he wasn’t even sure how far back he had to go to find the beginning of this change in his memories.

So, what's the point of feeling bad about it? "Wow. Orange's resthouse is beautiful," I said in amazement when we arrived and parked nearby. It is a native resthouse, elevated, and below it, there is a small living room and dining table, and then next to it is a pool. Daddy took the bags and groceries we bought and climbed the stairs into the house. It has two bedrooms: a guest room and a main bedroom with a floor-to-ceiling glass door opposite the pool, which is so refreshing to the eyes. I put my bag on the ottoman and lay on the soft bed. Daddy removed my sandals, and I laughed when he crawled over me.

“Miss Reene?” Owen's professional tone cut through her dream where he was proven to be a robot. With a groan, she stretched, then let her eyes slowly open. “Hmm?” Her tone was nothing but sleepy that no one would even think she'd spent all night asleep. “We're here.” He announced. “Where?” “Your house.” “Oh,” that moved the sleep from her as she stared at her house. After seeing Jaxon's mansion, it looked like a tiny place for ants.

The Okafor home was as Darren had once described - “subtle but grand.” Nestled in the heart of Highgate, the sleek three-story townhouse exuded quiet wealth. Its brick exterior was softened by a pristine front garden where rose bushes stood at perfect attention, their blooms a riot of deep reds and soft pinks. The wrought-iron gate opened with a gentle click, and as they stepped through, Amara felt the first stirrings of nerves flutter in her stomach.