Billy Neighbor Novels & Stories

I hid my identity as a Mafia heiress to live a quiet life. I never thought my new neighbors would be the ones to pick a fight they can’t win. I'd just gotten back from the gallery when my phone started blowing up. On the Nextdoor community forum, a woman named Brenda had @'d me. "Hey, penthouse girl. You're single. What do you need a whole rooftop garden for? My husband's throwing a party. We'll be needing it starting tomorrow."

---------------------------------------------- Billy ---------------------------------------------- The police officer had dragged me out of the back of the car, probably a little more gently than he might of normally. Billy was out on the old wooden porch. I was afraid that he was going to beat me. He had been patient with me so far, but I hadn't really gotten into trouble since I'd been here, except for some basic teenage backtalk. He was a big guy, tall and beefy, with a huge red beard. It was still twilight, so I could see the white of his teeth. Was he smiling? "Here you go, Billy," the deputy said, "He got himself into a bit of a scuffle. Decided to start a fight with three young men d

It was a river and the end of the tunnel. *.* Billy pulled his ran into the garden and hit the scarecrow, he revised the car and finally parked the car. "Finally! We did not die!" "It is not funny! You better work that stupid brake of yours!" Hazel came down from the car and banged the door very hard. "Hey!" Billy yelled at her as she rolled her eyes and began walking toward the cabin. "Don't tell at me!" They had come to visit Willow and tell her about their proposal. One of the next-door neighbors in the neighborhood had to watch them from the window when she heard the crash sound of the car.

“Winnie? Your childhood friend?” “Yep! She’s at the airport! I’m going to pick her up!” Just then, Billy strolled in from the hallway, chewing on a granola bar. “Winnie’s back?” he asked way too casually. I narrowed my eyes. “Yes. Why?” He shrugged, too cool. “No reason. Just… I could tag along. Y’know, help you out.” I burst out laughing. “Help me out? Really, Billy? Come on.” “What?” he said, playing innocent.

“You filled out nicely, Hope. You’re going to bring in some good money.” I jerked my elbow away from him, disgusted. “Go away, Billy. I’m not going anywhere with you.” “I thought you might be hardheaded about it,” Billy said. “That’s why I brought a few friends.” He gestured behind me. I looked at him in horror before turning to see where he indicated. Then I began to scream.

He could just be one of the many men, she decided to stalk. Trent had hundreds of reasons to be concerned about his neighbor’s choice of hobby, but somehow he couldn’t work up the feeling of endangerment. Throughout the day, no matter how hard he tried, his thoughts were on his neighbor. He didn’t think he’d ever seen her. He was sure he had heard her leave or go to work a couple of times, but Trent didn’t think he’d ever actually seen her. Again, Trent shook his head and forced himself to focus on work. At the end of the day, Brad and a couple of the other guys invited him to go out for a drink. “Sure, why not. It’s Friday after all,” he replied, clearing up his work. They crossed the stree

And why did it feel like she’d just brushed against something dangerous enough to destroy her? She unlocked her apartment with trembling fingers and stepped inside, leaning back against the door once it shut. Her chest rose and fell too fast as she tried to steady herself. This was ridiculous. He was just a neighbor. A rich, arrogant neighbor with an unsettling presence. Nothing more. Yet, even as she told herself that, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had already been noticed in a way she couldn’t undo. Next door, Caeldrin Blackwood stood in silence as the door clicked shut behind him.

And once that business flourished into an empire, I would rise high enough to face Malcolm and Roise again. And when that day came, they would pay for everything. I would destroy the Nelson and Dawson names if it was the last thing I did. But not yet. For now, I just had to focus on actually getting there. “Billy, stop stuffing chips into your mouth. You’re going to choke.” “But Mom, it’s so good!” Billy grinned, flashing me a toothy grin. I laughed, and soon everyone else joined in, teasing him. When we got home, we ignored the neighbors’ stares and walked inside the apartment together like a real family.

He was out of his depths here. Thomas and William both are close enough to touch the men. Thomas suddenly moved with unbelievable speed grabbing Billy and moved amongst the graves. Before he even could utter a word, he found himself beyond the gates looking inside. He barely noticed Andy running down the street. Billy had lost his balance and landed on the wet ground. He tried looking around but sees nothing. He can still sense something moving around him but his eyes can’t seem to catch whoever. “Why are you back Billy?” William talked behind him. He watches his son scrambling to get onto his feet.

Even he wasn't sure. Neither of them realized that, not far from the villa, Billy was casually munching on an apple. His lips curled into a sly smirk as he snapped his fingers.