Stranger In The House Novels & Stories

-o0o- This vast, luxurious house feels eerily empty. Only Baekhoon and I reside here, with no one else in sight, not even his driver. I'm unaware of the driver's quarters. The silence is deafening. I head downstairs to prepare breakfast at 5:00 a.m., while Baekhoon seemingly slumbers on. "Gosh!" I exclaim, my voice trembling with unease. My heart races as I stand frozen in the doorway, my eyes locked on the stranger rifling through our kitchen. "Who are you?" I demand, trying to keep my tone steady amidst the growing tension.

Eli's knuckles were white where he clenched them, his face taut with tension and worry. I couldn't hold back a cold laugh. "You'll find out what I mean to do, Eli. Just not yet, because not everyone's here!" He froze. The next second, Karina's shrill scream tore through the dead-still hall below. "Father! Where are you! Get up here! This bitch Layla is waving a gun around in front of everyone. She's got no respect for our family at all!" The moment her cry died away, I smiled. "Have you lost your mind?"

I murmured excitedly, and I was about to begin when there was a loud knock on the door, which compelled me to stop eating. "Such a bother," I said, and with a heavy heart, I was forced to abandon my food to check who was at the door. Interestingly, as I opened the door, I discovered a foreigner, possibly in his teen years. "Can I help you?" I asked, perplexed, seeing the young man's good looks. "Yes, I'd like to know if this is Anita Santillan's house." He inquired, smiling and speaking in a thick British accent, and he's really cute!

Things were falling from it. If only she was not a girl... Ughh! I was opening the door when I saw her coming up with her bags. She saw me opening the door, next to her own. Her eyes became very wide. " You live here? " She asked me with a raised eyebrow. " No, I am trying to break in this house. Any problem?? " I answered sarcastically. "Yes, I can't let you break into my neighbour's home. I don't care how he behaves but I am a good neighbour. Don't you dare break in or will call the police. " She said with a cool sarcastic smile.

After getting some drugs from a pharmacy on the last floor, She decided to get her dad's belongings in his patient's locker at the hospital. She entered an elevator to get to the fifth floor. The hospital was one of the tallest in the city with different floors and sections. Coming out of the elevator, the first person she came in contact with was the crazy doctor Matteo. The sight of him alone disgusts her as she could still recall the incident that occurred that night at his office. Seeing him approach her, she raises her hand with her palm facing him and motioned for him to stop his movement. She wasn't in the mood to speak to him and she was never willing to hear his voice in the first p

Eros takes Alea to her hidden apartment, one she has hidden from her family, Emma and David. Only he and Kevin, his assistant, know and now plus this girl. After arriving, Eros allowed Alea to clean herself first in the guest room she had prepared. Meanwhile, Alea had walked hesitantly into the room that the stranger called Alea's room if she agreed with the deal she had made. Alea looked at herself in front of the large mirror in the room, her dress was very shabby. She also smelled trash from her body and felt like he was going to vomit.

the stranger asked in a threatening tone. “I am the current occupant of this house. Who are you and why did you enter without permission?” Aaron also asked in a voice ready for any kind of argument. “I am looking for Annie. I heard she was back in Twin-Rivers,” the big man said before he folds his arms. “What do you want from my wife?” Aaron stood his ground. “I am not going to tell you.” “Then there is the door. I want you to leave.” Aaron said pointedly. “I can see you are a city boy. You have no manners. Tell Annie the town has a meeting at one o’clock. Since she has accepted the key, it is mandatory that she attend,” the stranger turned and left the house.

I adjusted the strap of my backpack nervously as the Uber pulled into the curved driveway of my new home—or rather, the home I was about to share with complete strangers. The house was ridiculous. Huge glass windows, sleek gray walls, and a steel-framed door that screamed modern money. Mom had married some tech exec named Harrison while I was away at college. I hadn’t even met him in person—just a blurry FaceTime call with awkward smiles. And now here I was, standing in front of the door of a stranger’s mansion, about to move in with his three sons.

“You don’t understand what it feels like to live in this house and be nothing. You don't understand what it is not to belong in a place and being in a place that you don't even want to be in. You are a stranger and these people are strangers to you and they act like it.” “It is going to take time for them to get used to you because in fact you are a stranger. But you are not giving them any reason to do so. If anything, you're simply pushing them away.” I said darkly. “And if you think that you are going anywhere with this, then you are very wrong.” Her breath caught, breaking for a second. But she straightened, fire burning in her gaze as she surged forward, her hand lifting fast, aiming fo

An elderly man's face surfaces. "Um ... Hello" I commenced not sure of how to start the conversation. "Hello. How may I help you ?" the man asked. Looking at the clothes he was wearing, you'd know he's just managing his life. "Actually my car got hit by someone earlier and he gave me a card to bring my car for fixing" I explained handing him the card . He accessed the card and a smile follows which I found kinda weird . "Come in" was what he said before turning around inside . My brows furrowed in confusion Nevertheless, I followed him. I almost choked at the unusual weird smell that was formulating in the room. Everywhere was dirty and full of grease.