Samurai House Novels & Stories

Fortunately, he learn some self defense and he got bigger built that the criminal so he didn’t get hurt. “Promise! I already talk to the owner of the house. He said that he’s looking for a housemate because he is always away as he is frequent travelling abroad and he is afraid that the house would left unattended for a long time. I also check the documents and he is really the legal owner of the house. He is a businessman and I also checked his I.d and I don’t see any problems” Blaine nodded after a while “Hmm, alright. If you already checked those things then I guess it’s okay. When can I move in?”

As Sammy heads out the front door, she waves to her parents in the living room watching TV and says to them sincerely, "Goodnight Mom and Dad.. I'll be home later tonight. " "Ok, Sam.. be careful and have fun! We love you!" Sammy's mom answers back seriously while giving Sammy a slight wave. Sammy heads out of the house towards the adjacent garage to retrieve one of the family's 4 wheelers. Once in the garage, Sammy opens the old wooden cabinet on the wall and grabs the keys to her favorite quad hits the button to open the garage door.

FIFTY-ONE Ten-year-old Jack in his backyard. An airplane carved a long, white streak through the orange sky. His senses were alive with the smells of barbecue and the apple tree. He heard a scream. It echoed across the yard. It came from inside his house, which towered above him, its mass a jagged silhouette against the sunset. The back door opened. He remembered the sound of it crashing against the wall. Kimba, the family cat, ran ahead of his father’s feet and scuttled under the stairs. His dad was a hulking, whiskered mammoth lurching and wheezing as he ran.

Samaira took a bus and headed home, they had lost every bit of their money, properties and belongings, thankfully she had a small home, one of her first investments she'd done in the inner suburbs, not many people knew about it and it was a locality for the upper middle class and middle class families. She shifted to this house with Ajay and Shain, they could not afford a maid anymore so she mostly did the house work, Ajay helped as well, but after Mohan’s goons bashed him, he was bound to wheelchair. “Sammy, you’re back, where were you last night?,” Shain ran up to her and hugged her as she bent down to his height and ruffled his hair “I was out at my friend’s darling, how are you, did you

Saturday. Ito Family Home, Kyoto, Japan. SAMUEL ITO COULD DO with a beer. Plain, unassuming-beer. But his half-brother Sota wouldn't have such low-brow drinks here. Too bad. It would make what came next that much more painful for Sota.

Somewhere in the second world. At night on the other side within the Northern Continent of Zeon appeared in a slum city that looked very shabby. Samuel can be seen walking into a simple house made of wood and bamboo. "Plaque Plaque Plaque" The sound of Samuel walking slowly and opening a wooden door. "Cekrek" came the sound of the door opened by Samuel softly. "Welcome" said some of the children from the house who were waiting for Samuel to come to give Samuel a surprise.

After a short seconds, she catches the sound of the shower flowing. Samantha knows he is going to take a shower. She calms down a little, and pays her attention in a far distance. She believes that the night will go smoothly after that, however, something happens all of a sudden. Among of the households ahead, Samantha notices one of the house blazes up. It doesn't come from a bonfire or torch, the house literally is on fire. The sound of people screaming confirms her perception. They are so loud. Pain and fear are distinguishable in her keen hearing.

He don't know, how to ask . " Get in ,Sam ??? " The Oldman,welcomed Sam in .Sam got inside and wandered his eyes around the house .The entire house ,is small .Yet ,it's beautiful . The wall hold the frames of Sathya in wooden frame. But , to his surprise .There is a picture of an Old lady. but there is no trace of Sathya's parents .He had heard from his mother about Sathya's parents . But the house, don't hold any frames of them .

she thought. *** Time slipped so fast, leaving Takumi and Kathleen staring at Samantha’s enormous old house outside her old, rugged huge gate. Takumi shifted his grip on the handle of the lock to open it. He let Kathleen went in first and followed straight away but before she could head inside the house, something stopped her in the middle of the slippery ground and looked up. The setting sun is already hanging in the tangerine-hued sky, turning everything into a mysterious rusting shadow. Kathleen sighed, feeling the eerie atmosphere embracing her whole body as she turns to look at Takumi who had already knocked the door off, literally.

They strolled through a short woodland to the north side of the estate along the lake, and it wasn’t long before they came to a series of traditional Japanese houses. “This one is yours,” Higa-san said. “Seven-day stay, free of charge, the presidential suite.” “Wow!” Isaac uttered. “It’s nice.” The others nodded in agreement. The house was beautiful, with sliding doors and wooden engawa verandas. There was even a stone garden at the front, too. Higa-san opened the door and ushered everyone in. After leaving their luggage and shoes at the genkan, they put on the slippers provided and started exploring the house.