Sweethome Novels & Stories

At the top he pushed open the heavy wooden door with his shoulder. His apartment smelled like him the second I stepped inside: pine sap, sea salt, that dark musk that hit the back of my throat and made my mouth water. It had exposed brick and big windows staring out at the black ocean. A wide bed with rumpled dark sheets, bookshelves stuffed with yellowed nautical charts and dog-eared paperbacks.

The way everyone else orbits around them says enough. At the head of the table is a girl with hair so glossy it reflects the overhead lights like spun gold. She doesn’t eat so much as toy with her salad, her manicured fingers slicing leaves into smaller pieces she never bothers putting in her mouth. Every time she laughs, the sound makes the room tilt a little toward her, like gravity itself bends to her will. She’s not just beautiful. She’s terrifying. And I know without being told—this is the queen bee. Her name, whispered in the halls this morning, was Victoria Hale. Daughter of some real estate mogul, old Blackridge money. Her family has enough property in this town to own the ground we’

Not even five minutes later, the two of them entered the room carrying plates with cupcakes. "Mommy!" Zenith ran towards me and hugged my waist. "I miss you." "I miss you too, baby. Why are you sweating so much? Were you running around again?" I scolded him and got up from the bed to get him a new shirt. He didn't smell bad, but his shirt was wet with sweat, and he might get sick again.

I am pleased that he has some pride in himself. "I did not expect a neat little house like this. It is in a middle-class area, but I think you will be happy with Sarah. I know that Frank loves you a lot, and I know that his mother will do anything for you. I am so proud that you can come out and live here, willing to give up all the luxury I was willing to give you and the child. This looks like a house that is built on love. Do you know these? An old saying says a house is made of bricks and stones, but a home is built of love and dreams. I believe that is true. I think that you and Frank and Maria will be very happy. Let's get all your stuff into the house because no servants can help you.

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i put my hand in his and we went in together The duplex was nothing I expected It contains 4 bedrooms, a kitchen,Sitting room and 2 bathrooms,one in the master bedroom and one in the guestroom The kitchen is connected to the dining The interior design of the sitting room was simple and comfortable it gives off good vibes "And that all" Leon said looking at me, he took me for a little tour inside our home 'Our home' I smiled and stared at him," Do we live here before my accident? " I can't help but ask

Everyone has the right to fall, except her. Everyone saw Katherine like that, so they did not dare to discuss or express their opinion. They understand that Home Sweet Home restaurant is literally a real home for all employees, so they always know how to share with each other in any situation. Katherine instructs Kenny to focus on the new dish and then turns to Krik to instruct him to make the special sauce again. The kitchen of the Home Sweet Home restaurant is still operating normally, as if there was not any dust that crept into that place.

Only one way to find out… "James?" "Yes, sweetheart." Sweetheart. His sweetheart. "Bite me. I need to feel you. I want you." "Grace." A groan. "You tempt me. I shouldn’t. Tell me to stop, or I wouldn’t be able to stop myself." He hissed.

} Dad(Skol) demanded. {I think that it's Jasmine} Theo volunteered. I thought for a moment and remembered her. {Oh, yeah. The one that kept to herself all year. She even ignored Cedric when he tried. She seems a bit off. Her smell is ... unique} I added. {Where does she live?} Dad suddenly asked. {The old Wildes place} Nik replied after a moment, knowing that Dad hated hearing that name or about that place. I braced myself. {Why wasn't I informed that someone was living there again!!!} He roared.

I headed over to Natasha's apartment. Sinead let me in, I stepped in and saw Natasha walking down the stairs in a yellow dress that sweeps the floor, of a truth she was an epitome of beauty and she was dazzling, I wanted to stare more at her, but I have come here to say something so I opened my lips. "Malinda Kristen, let's date." She rolled her eyes at me and leaned on the stair wall with folded arms. "You should get used to calling me Natasha Wilbur now."