Welcome To Your New Home Freak Novels & Stories

Katherine growled in her throat in a rather scary voice: "I thought you didn't like this dish?" Katherine's words surprised Freddy. He never thought she would respond like that. Because it is not in line with the standards of behavior of people working in the service industry. Freddy looked disappointed even though the sly smile at the corner of his lips was evident. He slowly placed the napkin on the table and looked Katherine straight in the eye: "I had high hopes for this meal, but it was nothing like I had imagined. Isn't this restaurant called Home Sweet Home? Then why can't I feel any warmth and sweetness of that family?"

They think I have sold the house to a new family who doesn't like people. And to top it all, it's one of the houses that is very distant from the pack, far from the forest where most people loved to live and more towards the riverbank near the rogue home. So it's like in the middle, which is great. Slasher and I haven't met, but he'd requested for us to speak via Skype because he has exciting news for me. Wearing my robe, I grabbed my champagne, getting myself ready to chill at my house. I sat on the bed, my glass cup in my hands when his call came through.

The gate slowly opened. What I saw left me speechless. A massive European-style mansion stood proudly in the middle of an estate. There was a grand garden, a fountain in the center, and the mansion itself looked like something out of a fairytale. “Welcome to our mansion, wife.” “H-Huh?!” “This… is our new home.” My mouth fell open. Daebak...! ****** LMCD22

Grant hugs his mother, and his father turns his attention to me. “Anna… that’s… a nice dress,” Fred says, barely able to look me in the eye. “Thank you. Welcome to our home.” I gesture for them to come inside, and Fred gives my mother almost as cold a greeting as he gave me. “I thought you said it wasn’t your home,” Fred mutters to Grant as we walk inside. “I said it wasn’t my house,” Grant clarifies, leaving him even more confused. “It’s our home, though.”

I stepped into the penthouse to find my place exactly how I left it; Luxurious, empty and Sterile. I let out a deep breath I didn't realize I was holding. “Ahhhh, finally I'm home.“ I whispered, smiling and scanning the whole room with both eyes. I ordered some cherry juice and champagne, my favorite and some snacks as well. Afterall, I needed a celebration for all that I've been through fews days ago. As I was seated on my couch scrolling through my phone, a message popped up from an unknown number. It says; “Hello bitch,

My breath caught at that “W- We?” I repeated. He leaned in slightly and his presence became overwhelming again. “Welcome back home, Freya Vaughn.” My head spun at that. Because What?!

He kissed me as hurriedly left to his car to catch his flight. "Wait.. I can't believe this! I now have a house? This is really crazy!" I mumbled as I watched in awe. I began to walk into the building with the key which was handed over to me and I opened the door with a smile on my face. "I'll have to tell mom and show her this. Afterall I'm free from that toxic environment and finally I am have peace" " It's time to pepper some people who stay with cheating partners..He he he" I laughed as Shera's on TikTok, my lady sprinkle would laugh.

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?

mom says with a sigh, she never gets between us when we play rough, as long as we don't hurt each other, it's okay with her. "This is our home," dad says parking the car in front of a giant house, it's much bigger than our old home, the company is paying him a lot to move into here, I know they must have sold him a million promised of having a better life for his family here. "It's huge," Finn says out loud. "You each get your own room, and bathroom," mom says with a smile, that was a big benefit. "Come on Stella, this is a new beginning, seize the moment," dad says with a smile, he even offered me a hand as we walked inside the new house, but the fear wouldn't let me go.

I went back to my apartment. Mine. The one with the uneven stovetop burner and the coat rack I never hung right. The one I hadn’t stepped foot in since long before my heat, before I started sleeping in someone else’s bed and calling it safety. It felt strange walking back in like nothing had changed.