The Neu House Novels & Stories

' 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

I’m not afraid but that doesn’t mean I’m not nervous either as I take the lift up the parking lot and the gym that’s downstairs to the main house nestled above the mansion. I’ve always wondered what sort of idea they had when they designed the house. A gym downstairs and everything else up stairs is something you never see every day, yet it has become the new normal for me, I can’t imagine ever living in a different house. The lift doors open and darkness meets me instead. I drop my purse on the floor taking off my coat and hanging it on the rack. “Connor? Shane? Neo?” I move further into the house. No lights. But they are here. I know they are-

The safe house itself was not a house but a data farm. It buzzed, a humming, almost sub-audible vibration that reverberated through the concrete floor and into Sabatine’s marrow. It was a windowless bunker dug deep on the periphery of an industrial estate just north of London, pretending to be a telecom relay. The air was arid, cool, with a tang of ozone and dust.

"Now I'm going to take off your blindfold, but please keep your eyes closed for a moment." Noreen sighed and nodded. Thiery removed the blindfold. Noreen kept her eyes closed. "Open your eyes, baby, everything is ready for you to see," Thiery said. Noreen opened her eyes slowly, filled with anticipation. She knew Thiery had a big surprise in store for her, but she really didn't know what it was. Noreen's eyes widened. In front of her was a two-story house, modern minimalist, with very light green walls, milk chocolate-colored pillars and frames, narrow windows, and a yard filled with green trees and an ornamental fish pond with a small fountain.

“This place is a disaster waiting to happen. We need to pack some of this away, or better yet, find somewhere more suitable to live where they can play safely.” Hugo’s face tightens even more, and I know he’s not liking this conversation one bit. “With all due respect, Mrs. Brennan, the house is as it has always been. This is where the head of Nexus Global resides. These items are valuable, moving them is not advisable.” Winona bristles, her voice cutting. “Not advisable? What’s not advisable is expecting young children to navigate a maze of priceless dust collectors. It’s almost as ridiculous as the staffing level.”

I sit and picked up the tea while looking at the window. Our house is located at the North City. It is a 6000 sqm mansion with 20 rooms, 31 bathrooms, a helipad, 5 pools, a bowling alley, a 50-car garage and 100-seat theatre situated in the most expensive place in the whole country. For some, it may be a dream place but for me it's more like a prison than a home. "What are you thinking miss?" My thought was cut off when I heard Krista's voice. I looked at her and she's now tidying up my bed.

“Do it urgently.” “Give me a minute,” the voice on the other end replies. I hang up without waiting for questions. James glances at me again. “You know the person who lives here?” “That’s what I’m trying to confirm.” I step out of the car, pretending to stretch, but really I’m taking pictures, from different angles. Shortly, my phone pings again in less than two minutes. As I open the message, my eyes bulge at what I see. “The house belongs to Travis Milton Albernathy. The CEO of Nebulus-XR Company.”

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

My hands shook as I stood in the bathroom. The wedding and reception were done. We got in car and now I am in his "house". I didn't even know he lived here. It was a duplex apartment which was around 15-20 kms away from my workplace. Right now, I'm locked in the bathroom. I locked myself I pursed my lips. I was about to have sex. It was inevitable. All the worse possible scenarios started to run in my mind. 'Will he like it?'

This is my dad's parents house ,when they died and Aunt Laura wasn't married she stayed here alone. Aunt Laura was already at the door waiting for us as we got out of the car. The first smell that hit my nose was a cow dump,it was so strong that my face turned into a scowl, I looked around in search of where that offense smell was coming from but I saw nothing,what was I expecting when we came to a house near a farm. No one was offended by it because they were smiling and Rebecca pressing her phone. "Oh John well back home". Aunt Laura said.