Apartment 308 Novels & Stories

The building was modest but well-kept, with a friendly doorman who greeted them as they entered. “Welcome to your new home,” he said with a warm smile, holding the door open for them. Jessica smiled back, feeling a little more at ease. “Thank you,” she said, guiding Nori inside. Their apartment was on the third floor. As they stepped inside, Jessica couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. It was cozy and inviting, with large windows that let in plenty of light. The furniture was simple but comfortable, and the walls were painted in warm, welcoming colors. Nori immediately ran to the window, pressing her nose against the glass as she looked out at the city below.

FIRST WEEK, FIRST CRACKS The apartment they'd arranged was on the third floor of a building two streets from the council offices. Clean, functional, north-facing windows. Someone had put a plant on the kitchen windowsill that was probably not their business to put there, but I liked it, and I decided that was a reasonable sign.

"It isn't." Together, they climbed the stairs. The hallway was quiet except for the sound of their footsteps. Lucas unlocked the door to Apartment 302 and pushed it open. "Come in." Eric stepped inside and paused. The apartment was small but spotless. A compact living room flowed into an equally small kitchen, while a short hallway led to the bedroom. Books were neatly stacked on one shelf, and several potted plants sat beside the window, their leaves catching the last rays of the evening sun.

The apartment I wasn't supposed to know about was in Temescal, third floor of a converted Victorian that had been split into six units sometime in the 1970s. I'd rented it three months ago using my mother's maiden name, Selene Matthew, and paid six months upfront in cash. My father didn't know it existed. Killian didn't know it existed. Even my mother only knew because she'd helped me set it up, her hands shaking the entire time as she counted out bills from her private safe.

The apartment building, she was staying in now has three apartments on each floor, with her and her partner living on the second floor and in the middle apartment. This apartment with one bedroom, a shared toilet and bathroom, a shared kitchen and dining room, a living room, and a balcony cost OWD 1,500 excluding utilities. It was actually cheaper than other places, which is why she didn't leave despite the odd security measures, as there are occasions when burglars will break in, creating a lot of worry and loss.

It has a magnificent view of Central Park and the Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir. - The kitchen… - All are remodeled and have new appliances. Okay, Mr. Sousa. This is the apartment that you'll show my PA. The price is $2000. Don't forget. Please send me the documents so I can pay the deposit and half the rent as soon as she accepts. Sousa thought that women were very important to the CEO, but like the professional that he was, he refrained from making any comment.

She squeezes my hand gently and I squeeze hers back trying to convey in that mere touch how grateful I am to her for everything she has done for me. I stand at the new front door, hesitating for a moment as I steel myself. A small nudge and smile from Taylor gives me the courage I need and then I step into the remarkably spacious entrance hall. I glance up the stairway but cannot see anything else yet so instead I take in the light grey walls, the white-painted woodwork and the huge picture that hangs on one wall; an Andy Warhol-style picture of cupcakes in bright colours that makes me giggle. Taylor shows me that what I thought was a solid wall is actually a cupboard with sliding doors that

I spent only $100,000 to acquire this nearly 2,000-square-foot apartment! I refused to wait for death with them in the frozen apocalypse, much less let them kill me again. I had already died once. The fact that someone had died here did not frighten me at all. After all, the living could be far more terrifying than the dead. The penthouse was on the eighth floor. The location was ideal. It would not be submerged by the snowdrifts from the endless winter storms, and it offered easier access for foraging during utility blackouts.

“You sure you want to play nice, Anna? He may lie.” “I would rather make him live with a choice than a grave,” I said. “I want him to feed truth, not fear.” He tapped his fingers. “Okay. We move in ten.” We walked into the hotel like normal people. The lobby smelled of old cigarettes and hotel soap. I kept my voice low the whole time. “Room 308?” I asked the clerk. He pointed up the creaky stairs. “Third floor.” We walked up slow. My heart thumped hard. The hallway lights were dull. Door 308 looked cheap. A man in a suit opened the door when we knocked.

Chapter 14 The apartment Kael had taken us to was small and plain on the third floor of a building that looked like every other building on the street. No family crest. No expensive cars in the lot. No cameras that I could see. After the house on the edge of the city it felt almost unreal.