A Good Neighborhood Novels & Stories

Forgiving him was not an option. She arrived at the street called "la dolce far niente", a very pleasant neighborhood that inspired good vibes among the members of the community, because of that special characteristic Bethany had suggested it to Derek. At first glance it seemed that there was no one home: the window shades were down and the door and garage were closed. Even so, Bethany got out of the truck and approached the entrance. She pressed the doorbell hesitantly and shortly after, Derek answered.

Darcy would never make things tough for her people and would give them proper perks. Luca nodded, used to this kind of treatment. “The complex looks a bit run down, but the inside is decent. There’s a large penthouse on one of the upper floors, and the environment isn’t bad. The occupancy rate is high, too. “Also, there’s an elementary school nearby and a police station around the corner, so security is pretty good.” It was Luca’s first time in this neighborhood, but she thought the surroundings were quite decent. Although the greenery was not perfect, there was a long jogging track outside where residents could exercise.

He sits at the desk, grabs the bowl, and eats super fast before I come back. Selene comes back with a glass of water. Seeing him shove food in his mouth makes her want to laugh and cry. He looks like he hasn't eaten in days. “Slow down, you will choke.” She gives him the water. Orion smiles with his mouth full. “Thank you, Grandma.” “Eat easy. Your mom won’t be back yet. I will watch the front door.” Orion eats like a little thief. Our new neighborhood is really nice. It is right in the city but it has tons of green trees and grass for wolves. It has a school, a market, and a train station close by.

The neighborhood looks lovely and I can already tell I’ll enjoy living here. We walk in and I instantly love the place. The interior is just everything I was looking forward to. I can wait for all the decorations I'm going to make. Lila will absolutely love all the space to run around freely. “I take it you like the place. No tedious stairs to climb, a peaceful but busy neighborhood. You have your own picket fence, front lawn, and back lawn. It's good for people with families who want a family-oriented neighbourhood.” She lists out all the positive things with a wide smile.

We’d passed the exits for the interstate, so I had to take the surface streets, including some unusual shortcuts through neighborhoods. She let out a sigh. “I’ve always loved this neighborhood.” “Really? Why?” I asked. I’d lived in the city for so long, in apartments and condos, and in rural areas before that. I’d never really lived in the quintessential neighborhood. “The houses have that traditional feel. Homey feel. There are always kids riding bikes, running around lawns. The houses are large and well taken care of with large lots.” “Is that what you want?” I asked, curious what her ideal home was.

But then one thing's for sure I'm never going to forgive Bella for what she did to me and she better hide so well cause if I ever set my eyes on her then it's over for her cause heaven knows that I'm never going to forgive her and I'll make sure she pay for every single thing she made me loss. I came out from my room, my new neighborhood is an old area that is filled with old people and the less privilege, it's almost seen as a slumps but one thing about this place is that it's always lively and the people here are so good and accommodating so you can say that even if you're going through a lot this neighborhood might be a good option cause it's lively and naturally welcoming.

gasp as he presses me against him, and I laugh, squirming out of his arms. - Stop! I scold in a whisper as I nervously glance at the two-story house behind me. “We don't have privacy anymore. He smiled. “My dad's still at work, love. He doesn't arrive until five in the afternoon. Oh. Well, at least something good. I look up and down the neighborhood, and I see house after house, curtains open and children playing here and there. It's not like in apartments where everyone sees your life but doesn't care because you're just passing through and won't be around long enough for anyone to think you deserve their attention. Here, in a real neighborhood, people invest their time in their neighbors.

The smile that graces her lips makes my heart skip a beat. Maybe I am starting to like my beautiful neighbor. *************************************************************** After having dinner with my father, I have just entered the home, and I have not even turned on the lights when I hear a loud groaning sound coming from outside. Peeking my head outside the door, I watch Ariana carrying shopping bags in both of her hands with an annoyed expression on her face. Quickly, stepping outside, I take bags from her hand. Instead of going to her place, she stomps inside my apartment, leaving me to follow her.

Alpha Thane, Dane, Kane, Lila, and Zane leaned in to look, while Mom and I sat close by. “House number one,” Mrs. Jenkins began, pointing to a big, two-story home. “It’s in a quiet neighborhood with good schools nearby.” Alpha Thane nodded slowly. “The backyard looks perfect for throwing a ball around.” “Yeah,” I added, “I like the kitchen. It looks... cozy.” “House number two is a single-story near the park,” Mrs. Jenkins said, flipping the page. “Lots of outdoor space, great for kids.” Zane smiled. “Lila would love to run around there.”

“James Bond wishes he was a badass like me. No, Luv. I’m better than Bond and far more attractive.” I roll my eyes in response. Ewan can be so arrogant, but I can’t blame him because he’s so hot, and the man is an amazing kisser. It doesn’t take long for us to get to my neighborhood. It’s eerily quiet, which is telling. When the neighborhood grows this quiet, bad things happen. Right now, you can only see and hear the leaves rustling in the trees as the cloak of night covers our ramshackle neighborhood. The buildings cast eerie shadows on the sidewalks, and a broken tire swing hangs grimly from a tree near a rundown house across the street.