The Loud House Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I breathed out a sigh through my nostrils and did nothing. Lisa yanked her hand away from the guy. “Have you f*cking lost your mind?” She asked. She chuckled without humor, stepping even closer to him as he kept quiet and watched her. “You think you’re so scary? You think you're crazy? You think you’re the only one who’s crazy? Well, I’m f*cking crazier!!!” She shouted so loud that her voice echoed through the house, sending goosebumps on my skin. “Geez…fine,” He said as he raised his hands in surrender. “Fine.” He stepped away from her. He walked over to the couch and sat down, staring at her. “But you still have to get rid of that thing in your stomach or leave my life.”

“ what the hell did you say? Tell me that again, “ Liam’s eyes turned bloody red. Not only his eyes but his whole body was also burning like fried fish; what he just heard was too much for him. “ Why don’t you know? Liam Jones, I think you should know better than anyone how close your cousin and your girlfriend was. Do you remember the party you hosted at your villa? Do you know what happened at that party? No, haha, haha, your cousin and your lovely innocent girlfriend were making love in your bedroom. I heard everything from the bathroom, and look how your life did to you, after one week of that incident you and that bitch at the same bed, ugh, I can’t even imagine this kind of thing, seri

I smiled as I heard a familiar voice. “Oh great, what the fuck do you want so soon?” Louise ranted from inside the room. “And before you ask, no I don’t know what the schedule is, or who is involved and no, for the last fucking time I don’t know where the hell the spineless piece of shit husband of mine is. Satisfied, you arrogant bastard?” Elias looked over his shoulder at me with an eyebrow raised, and I pushed past him into the room. It was a standard cell room. Toilet and sink in one corner and a single metal bed against the wall. Louise sat on the bed, her back straight and a furious look on her face. She looked at me and confusion crossed her face before she realised.

Hotter. I say, “Stop confusing me.” He whispers back, “Stop looking at me like you want me to.” My breath stutters. I look away. Then everything changes. The lights flicker. Once. Twice. Then the entire house goes dark. I freeze. “What just happened?” Liam swears under his breath. “Power cut?” My phone screen glows slightly in my hand. He steps closer, voice tense. “Stay where you are.” “No,” I say. “Something feels wrong.”

The penthouse sold in 6 days. Kael said it was too quiet. Adia said it had too many rules. Lila said nothing, but she stopped crying at night the week they moved. But this house was loud by 7:12 AM. Not city-loud. Not penthouse-hum-60-floors-up loud. House-loud. Dog-nails-on-wood loud. Lila-banging-a-spoon-on-a-high-chair loud. Adia-blasting-playlist-to-cover-the-chaos loud.

The sound was small, but in the quiet room, it sounded very loud. Lihont grinned in anger and it was a scary grin that showed his sharp teeth. He walked right towards the television set and without saying a word, he grabbed the huge, heavy TV with his bare hands. He ripped the wires out of the wall with a loud spark and threw the TV out the large window without any hesitation. CRASH! The sound of the glass breaking and the TV hitting the ground outside was very loud. Katherine jumped a little bit because of the noise, but she did not scream.

This is not fucking good. Lawrence picks me up and takes me flying. I am naked in his arms, he also grabs all our clothes and locks himself in a closet in the house. There is an old abandoned sofa. Boxes. Silence. We are in the dark and we kiss passionately. He then takes out his phone and writes on the W******p group, “Bros, me and Luke's chick went to look for firewood, we're coming.” The boys, meanwhile, enter the house with the second key. We hear them. I hear them laughing. Talking about chicks. Arguing. Fucking around. I'm scared, I'm scared I'll get ecstatic. I tell Lawrence that maybe we should stop.

Caught off guard, Madelyn panicked and struggled to recall. "I-I'm sorry, Ryan. I really can't remember. You know me. When I get nervous, I always need to use the restroom." I nodded. "Mom, it's okay. You've already given me the answer." Before Melanie could react, I lunged forward and snatched her bag. I pulled out the real property deed and held it up for everyone to see. "Everyone, take a good look. This is the real one. My name is on it. "It looks like Melanie and Willa planned all along to take over my house. It's just to deceive her boyfriend's family.

Sparks begin to shower against the dark metal, casting long, dancing shadows across the concrete walls. "Aiden," Liam whispers, stepping in front of me, raising his weapon toward the door. "Yeah?" "If we make it out of this alive..." "We are going to buy a house," I interrupt, a small, genuine laugh escaping my lips amidst the roaring chaos of the alarms. "A real house. With a garden. And absolutely no Wi-Fi." Liam turns his head slightly, his eyes shining with a fierce, tender disbelief in the harsh blue light of the monitors. "It's a deal."

Elroy assured him, “but I think we all oughta take a deep breath and a big step back—” “Yeah, feel free to take a big step right the hell outta my room,” Chase snapped. Lou stabbed his sausage-shaped finger at Chase. “Don’t think I won’t knock you on your ass, punk, for your smart mouth and for what you’ve done to my Sheree.” The absurdity of this situation was the only thing stopping Chase from leaping out of bed and laying Lou Bishop out cold.