Samuri House Novels & Stories

' Samantha finally got Blaze to calmly follow her and Katie had no problem doing the same. They walked to the far end of the garden and came to a row of houses. Samantha entered a code into a keypad next to a small gate. The houses looked modern and newly built. Samantha walked to the front door and entered yet another code. She opens and holds the door open for Katie to enter. " This is the entrance hall where you can receive and tend to emergency patients." Samantha said as she motions behind her with her hand. Walking through the house Samantha shows all the various rooms and their uses as well as a very well fitted kitchen. Lastly Samantha showed Katie the bedroom.

He motioned them to stay where they were and walked inside the palatial bungalow. "Arre, come beta Samar, come," Samar heard Lalaji say as soon as he entered the rich living room of the house. "Lalaji," Samar murmured with his palm on his heart. Looking around at the gathering in the room, he barely concealed a grimace. God, this circus is going on here today? Had he known, he would have come another day. Or maybe not. His eyes found Maahi, who was sitting beside the sacrificial lamb they'd selected for the psycho.

We live in a colonial style home a few blocks from campus and I watch as Samantha’s eyes widen as she takes it all in. The house is white with black shutters and a black front door. Pillars stand on either side of the front door and as she steps inside, her eyes widen even further as she takes in the hardwood floors and the pale green walls. We haven’t decorated that much. There’s a few old family pictures that we hung up but besides that, it’s just the furniture and our school stuff. I wonder if Samantha minds but when she turns and smiles at me, I realize that none of that matters to her. She’s just happy to be here with all of us too.

I say as I mark my territory. “I can call it a truce for now, but the minute Robbie walks into my door, I can make no promises. So let’s get back out there and enjoy the rest of our meal,” Sam says, holding the door and tapping her foot against the linoleum floor. I follow behind. Sam has just declared war, and if she doesn’t watch her back, Mark Lewis might learn the truth about Robbie and Sam. Because no one double-crosses Missy Guidi, not even a bride-to-be.

A second later the door cracked and a shadow became Sammi, hair wild, eyes mean in a way I had missed like oxygen. “Silver?” Her voice lived halfway between a whisper and a warhorn. “Can I come in,” I said, and the “please” lodged behind my teeth like a splinter. She pulled me inside so fast the porch rug folded. The chain unhooked, the bolt slid, and the house exhaled around me. It smelled like garlic and machine oil and the citrus detergent Jay pretended he didn’t pick on purpose. “Jay!” Sammi yelled, already steering me into the kitchen. “We’ve got company.”

His house is also on top of hills just like my house but tiny in front of my massive mansion. It's a glass bungalow covered with different species of flowers and butterflies, there's a deep swimming pool from where you can easily see the perfect blue ocean. I have to say Marcus really has a good taste in these things. Definitely, this tiny house is one of the most beautiful houses I ever saw even it's failed Sam's bungalow in beauty. Yeah... Sam also has his personal home, cars, and successful million dollars business but only God knows why he is still living with me maybe in order to save money.

That must also be the reason why Samson joined but I can't understand why Thompson has to come too. "We're here! Please feel at home!" Mother Mika stated that brings me back to reality. I saw a two-story wooden house filled with colorful flowers in the yard. There's also a large mango tree at the left side of the house giving it the shades to protect the house and the flowers from the sunlight. It has also a small tree house above. We entered and on the inside, I saw lots of flower embroidery hanging on the walls. Mother Mika must have liked embroidery that much. She guided us in the kitchen and served us some freshly cooked bread.

"Yet... you look tired mija, tell me what's going on." Her mother could always read her like an open book. "It was... complicated, Mamá." "I bet it's that old boyfriend of yours! Jason?" "How did you know? Also, he's not a boy," Samantha said with a bitter laugh. "He's a force of nature. He just... he gave me a house tonight. In front of everyone. On live television." Elvira's eyebrows rose slightly. "A house?" "I know, it's madness isn't it? It's worth more money than we've seen in our entire lives combined."

' Karen quickly hung up , banging the phone harshly on her desk before her mum had the opportunity to say any thing again. ** Ken stepped into Karen's office by 4pm when she was about leaving. 'Your house or my house?' he asked 'huh?' Karen stared at him with a perplexed look 'huh?' ken replied mimicking her 'Just one day ken, I will do your family a great favor of getting rid of you' Karen said to him,grinding her teeth. 'Your house or my house?' ken asked again ignoring her statement 'My house or your house? I don't get ' she replied in a much calmer way