Rumah Tak Kasat Mata Novels & Stories

James is a bit more collected and reserved as he takes in the luxury. “It seems like a dream to be able to live like this.” He says as he gazes out the floor to ceiling windows in the living room. “And we won't have to pay any rent at all?” “No. Antonio owns this and at the moment no-one is using it. It is much safer than any other place you could afford to stay.” I say while observing him.

Letting go of him, I grab his hand and run with him towards the house. “Let’s go inside and have a look.” The house I bought is mostly made with glass and if there is a storm, we will see it! I took him around the house outside and he got so excited seeing the outside hot tub, swimming pool and guest house. When we went inside, he squealed at the huge kitchen that was only for him and the living room that the kitchen overlooked with the relaxing red couches. I didn’t install any t.v’s because I don’t know if he wants any because I certainly don’t like them.

"Yes, Anita, but they rent out their apartments, unlike ours, which is independently owned. Living in an estate is preferable for security reasons." "Okay, mom." Anita remains silent, observing the road as the driver takes them to Amade Estate and then stops. Anita and her mother walk through the lovely estate gate, which reads 'Welcome to Amade Estate' at the top. They enter the estate street, and her mother points to the available upstairs unit that the realtor has shown her, a beautiful two-story structure. "Mom, are all the houses here the same?" Anita inquires as she looks around, noticing that most of the two-story buildings seem similar.

He flashed us a cryptic smile. I gulped hard, eyeing the house. It looked truly haunted, occupying a significant space on the side of the dock. The windows and walls looked as though they had been forgotten through time. Giant bats and gargoyles manned the threshold and roof. “We can choose another booth,” Liam said when I kept eyeing the house. Shaking my head, I tugged him back when he was about to leave. “No,” I stated. “Let’s go. This is perfect.”

"They are never home. They're always travelling for most of the year so the house is practically mine." I nodded and stood to the side as I watched him place the helmet back on his motorcycle. I looked around. This had to be the most beautiful home I'd seen in a while. It wasn't as large as Xander's home but it looked more sophisticated. It had a calming effect to it. The plants around, growing on the ground and climbing up the stone walls at the other side, the floor to ceiling mirror covered with large drapes. Something told me this was a loft and only Damon lived in it.