Unwanted Houseguest Novels & Stories

My voice doesn’t sound like it belongs to me, it sounds very foreign and right now I don’t give a shit. His companion looks over at me, frightened, but he takes his sweet time turning around to me. “I have a guest over, please keep your voice down.” It takes everything in me plus common sense to keep me from going over there to knock some sense into him. “I don’t allow people in my house.” He glances past me, to Lamb, then back at me. “You have a guest, I have one. I don’t see a problem with this.” What the actual fuck?!

I’m starting to regret saving her life and it’s not even been an hour yet. “You wouldn’t need saving if you were so good yourself.” I smirk and she huffs. Her glares ate particularly annoying. “And they didn’t take anyone with them, I came her because I thought it was an abandoned shed and I wasn’t wrong. It was unoccupied so I made myself comfortable. Little did I know that I wasn’t the only one that had eyes for the house. A bunch of men came in uninvited and tried to get rid of me. “What scared them off?” I ask.

she asked. He thought for a moment. “Only the time I wasted believing love was a risk instead of an investment.” She laughed quietly. “That sounds like you.” He kissed her temple. “And you?” he asked. She looked around the room, then back at him. “I don’t regret being unwanted,” she said. “Because it forced me to become undeniable.” He smiled slowly. “Good,” he replied. “Because I wouldn’t trade you for anything.” As they turned off the lights and climbed into bed, there were no dramatic declarations.

Una was staring at him again as if she were reading a very strong-worded book. “All right, I will show you to your room and the rest of the house.” “Actually…I think—” “I grew up without my parents just like you. I could also be a psychopath for all you know,” she cut in and left the living room. Will got up from the dusty couch and followed her. He further looked around the house and figured, with its current state, it needed him just as much as he needed it. Perhaps Una had checked in with what mattered most to her. Unfortunately, the tidying up seemed to be not one of her priorities. It wasn’t the worst house to live in for Will, but the crumbs all over the counter, the coffee-stained mug

I said and struggled with the door "You need help?" Elliot offered "No I got this" I said declining his offer to help "Ok, suit yourself" He said and watched me and luckily looks like I still get the magic "See" I said as I opened the door for him to enter "After you" I said ushering him inside "Ladies first" He said "Just enter will you" I said with a serious face "Hunted" He said pointing to the direction of the man that told us my house was hunted "Seriously" I said, raising my eyebrows and entered. But unfortunately looks like they weren't expecting guest in there, I was greeted by the most disgusting and irritating thing I hate the most especially in the house "cobwebs"

I lamented with a sigh. Noah frowned and retorted, "After everything you've experienced, you still don't believe in the supernatural?" I fell silent. Suddenly, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen. When he looked back at me, his expression was somewhat strained. "What's wrong?" I asked, frowning slightly. He chose his words carefully as he said, "After you told me about Ramona, I asked a friend to keep an eye on the cafeteria owner." "And?" "He's dead," Noah said flatly. "Before he died, he claimed to have seen his mother, who used to run the cafeteria years ago."

“I was leaving—” “You thought that I would let my mate leave me? Alone? At the mercy of the world? Unprotected? I’d rather die!” Alyssa put her hands above her head over the pillow as new frustration rose in her chest. “Don’t you understand Tova? I am… unwanted.” The word ‘unwanted’ boomed in the room. “My mother doesn’t want me, maybe because my father was killed and she still sees him in me. You don’t want me because I am a witch. Your parents are going to freak out if they find out that your mate is a witch.” Her throat choked with emotions.

as Zviad jokingly gestures. As the two men were talking the women who have been acting weird are now at the cell door flirting with them. That wolfish man Zviad seems pleased and excited while the one he called Jeong just looks disgusted. Zviad looking at Jeong “Are you going to open the door?” Jeong furrowing his eyebrows “No, just pull the trays and bowls out.” “Tsk, no fun” Zviad frowning as he moves his hand, purple lights come shooting out.

He wanted to throw a party at my home but I declined because of the policies my father laid out and I was bent on obeying him though he wasn't always there. Anyways, Noah hated me for that and although he stopped approaching me first, there was still that sadness whenever he looked at me so I avoided him. I just hope, the bastard - Louis whom impersonated me didn't talk to him or do anything crazy which are not part of my standards. It's worth worrying about so it doesn't taunt me later like my friends thought I had lost my mind and was going through a mental shift. I was out of the car holding my empty bag and car keys while stepping into the house. I didn't exactly pay attention to the hou

Kevin did not understand. "There's no need to prepare meals for him. Just give him some pills for the hangover," Sean said a little irritably. Kevin fell silent. Sean sneered. "No one can help him, and he has to walk out that door himself." "I will come back tomorrow," Sean said and left. A post suddenly appeared on F******k saying that an Airbnb guesthouse in Waikiki Beach took deposits but chased out the customers. The dark secrets caused a sensation and attracted many people's attention.