Welcome To My Humble Abode Novels & Stories

"- that is a very special rule inside this mansion." I giggle. "I am eternally grateful to all of you! Wohoo!" This is the start of my new journey in life - alone and free! Mommy, here I go!

It was a prospect that held a significance for me – I was about to experience Logan's new home firsthand, a place he had only showcased through FaceTime when he first arrived in this new city. Upon reaching Logan's house, I was immediately struck by its captivating beauty. Each detail seemed to weave a story, and the architecture exuded a unique charm that echoed Logan's taste and personality. The warm glow of the lights accentuated the inviting ambiance, and as I stepped inside, the atmosphere felt infused with a sense of comfort and familiarity. It was not merely a physical space; it was a reflection of Logan's character. "Welcome home, baby," Logan uttered, his words carrying a warmth tha

I blew a half breath and mustered a nervous smile with a nod. He came from his door towards my side and opened the door for me. “Welcome to your new home.” My chest sank, and my heart painted in pain. What am I supposed to say or do? Is this my new home? How could it be when the owner of this house didn’t want to see me?

I took a lot of pride in my house, and I had good reason to. She must have caught herself staring. She looked back at me and made eye contact with me for the second time this evening. Her cheeks turned pink immediately. I resisted the urge to laugh. I led the way inside and I could feel her eyes at the back of my head. I opened the door and, after giving her a whole minute to soak it in, I said, "Welcome to my humble abode." I grinned. "Well, our humble abode, now that we're married."

"We have not changed it." "I know." "We were waiting." "For what." "For you to come back." I closed my eyes. "Thank you," I said. "Do not thank me. It is just a room." "It is not just a room. It is a home." "Same thing." "No. It is not."

"Let's get this straight. You're the one who shamelessly insisted on living with us. Letting you sleep on the sofa is already us being generous." Wendy wrapped her arms around mine. "We're best friends. How could I not let you have a place to stay? I already found you a new place. It has all the necessary appliances. Most importantly, it's only a couple of yards away from where you work. It's perfect for a workaholic like you." "Where is it?" She covered her mouth and snickered. "Woolly's doghouse. It's right outside the company's security office. Isn't that close enough? In the dead of winter, Woolly can even warm your bed for free!"

Anna The Howard home exuded opulence, a blend of modern luxury and classic elegance. I found myself surrounded by plush furnishings and high ceilings as I entered the grand dining room, adorned with crystal chandeliers. The aroma of a lavish meal filled the air. "Welcome to our humble abode, Annabella," Davis greeted, his tone masking any hint of discord. The table was set impeccably, a stark contrast to my usual modest lifestyle. I smiled in response, my eyes scanning the elaborate spread. My father, trying to maintain a composed demeanor, whispered an apology for the unfamiliarity of the setting.

I was so pleased to have made it to this new place and I was looking forward to the new adventures that lay ahead. After taking a few moments to admire my new surroundings, I headed upstairs to my room. "Welcome to the new house," Alex said with a warm smile. I was filled with admiration for the beautiful, spacious, and well-equipped home. I was so delighted that I decided to get a snack, and as I made my way down the hallway, I could not help but smile. When I reached the stairs, the lights suddenly dimmed, adding to the pleasant atmosphere. I have been filled with appreciation for the new house and the wonderful welcome I received.

Then I said, "Welcome home Aayana, This home was waiting for you. Now make this house special by putting your feet on its ground. Once again, WELCOME HOME........."

he agreed, I nodded firmly and with that we both stepped out of the car and headed upstairs towards my apartment. “Welcome to my humble Abode,” I said softly as the door beeped open and we both walked in. “This is actually a bit more than humble, quite befitting for DMW first daughter,” he said as he took off his shoes and jacket at the entrance, I shook my head slowly as I carefully dropped my hand bag on one of the sofa, this house was actually the only beautiful thing that I owned in my past life and it was because dad bought this unit for me himself when mom said I was old enough to move out.