The Neu House Novels & Stories

My house is the fourth one and it's the biggest one in the estate. New Haven properties is a subsidiary of Emerson Cruz Group and while Aurora and GianCarlo are the ones learning the ropes of the business since Gabi and I are already both occupied with Cruz Tech and Emerson Cruz Group, I decided it would also be wise to invest in real estate as well and I can admit that it's good business. The automatic gate opens when I get home and I drive into the compound, pull up in front of the house and turn off the car engine then I turn to look at Lucille who is already staring at me.

Our final destination took us to Neo’s penthouse. The penthouse stretched wide and open, looking more like the sky than an actual apartment. His house security woman led us in. The inside looked more glamorous. Marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows, and immaculate furniture. The windows made it possible to see the city from there. Neo showed me other parts of the house; the kitchen, his personal studio, and some other rooms I thought were unnecessary for one person. The place screamed luxury. He had two lounges and a bar.

THE GALA: 8:00 PM RHEA'S POV The Glass House lived up to its name - a transparent cage of light and arrogance overlooking the dark, churning Atlantic. Walking through the front doors felt like stepping into a cold furnace. Beside me, Nehemiah was a shadow in a tuxedo, his jaw set. My black raven mask pressed against my skin, turning my face to something even I barely recognized. "Remember," Nehemiah whispered, his voice barely audible over the piano music. "I need twenty minutes. If I haven't signaled you by then, get to the north exit."

He chuckled softly before he continued. "When I designed it, I made sure the entire house was built on the ground…and the garage part will be the one that connects to the water. That is why, when I arrived at the last wall of the tunnel there was a passcode." Nevena's eyes widened in shock. Was this a man or a superman? "Why do you need so many houses? I mean you have the one in Sydney and you have this one here. Exactly how many houses do you have?" Her hands rested on her hips. She was hoping he'd say at least five…

Three days before Sheldon was supposed to leave the country, he mortgaged our house. He even helped us pack, moving me and the boys into a tiny one-room basement unit on the third floor down. It was barely 300 square feet and was damp, musty, and dark. Sheldon stood in the middle of that little room, talking to our sons as if he was giving some grand speech.

fast to please stop him. I playfully told him that after that kiss, I should be telling him that. He would have to stop me from behaving shamelessly and attempting to do all sorts to him. He laughed at what I said and told me to bring it on. I told him that he would have to wait till we were behind closed doors. There after Daniel and I went on more dates and things were really going great between us. He started coming over to the house, and he got on really well with everyone, and they loved his company. Athena especially, she fell in love with him. He said that he fell in love with her the very first day he met her. Our relationship grew stronger and stronger as each day went by, and he e

We step out of the portal and stand in front of a large cliff face with windows and a door built into the rock. “Where are we?” Alaric’s son Maël asks, staring up at the natural structure in awe. “Welcome to Pueblo Nuevo. This is a safe house owned by my family,” I answer as I walk over to the door, open the keypad and type in my code and then hold my hand to the pad for handprint ID. Once both are cleared, the door unlocks, and I push it open. I turn back to see Alaric and his family still standing a few feet away just staring at the structure.

I grabbed my jean jacket and my white sneakers, I said bye to my family and ran out to the car. The drive there was unbearable, Melly and Rain sang at the top of their lungs. I think they thought it was good singing but it sounded like dying cats, I was staring out the window. Once we pulled onto the lawn I took a look at the house. It was a beautiful log house, people were flooding in and out of the house. Cars everywhere on the lawn. We entered the house and the girls found their boyfriends. We sat down on a couch in what looked like the living room, it wasn't long before I wanted a drink.

"My place has security. 24/7. Gated garage. You and Mia stay tonight. We'll sort the rest in the morning." Elena had packed a quick overnight bag while Damian waited in the living room, scrolling his phone with a face like thunder. Theo's rumor was gaining traction, anonymous posts on industry boards calling her agency "unreliable" and hinting at "CEO drama." Sterling Creative was winning the narrative before the Horizon campaign even launched. The doors opened directly into the penthouse. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering Chicago skyline. Marble floors, minimalist furniture in charcoal and cream, art that probably cost more than her apartment. A faint scent of leather and c

His eyes went hazy for a moment and I knew that he was mind linking someone but I didn't ask. He put his helmet on me and we managed to get ourselves and the bags on his bike and pull out. We drove down a bunch of side streets and winding country roads until he stopped at a large house in the middle of nowhere. It's lights were all on and it looked welcoming and happy. It had a huge wraparound porch with a porch swing and several rockers and some chairs and a small table on it. The house was pale yellow with red accents. It radiated charm and calmness.