Coraline Downstairs Neighbors Novels & Stories

Coraline I didn’t see Alessio the next two days. Whether he had an important project he was working on at the office or he was fucking countless women in their houses, I didn’t care. I was actually glad for his absence. I kept making him his breakfasts and dinners and stacked them in containers in his fridge. He always ate them, but I was never around to see him do so. On Friday when I got back from his house and after spending a few hours at the public library, I found two unfamiliar women standing outside the apartment door.

The man tells him, which was not something Vito wanted to hear, he had been with Coraline last night and she appeared fine, having to drag her drunk father into her home. “Sick?” Vito asks in an angry type of tone even though he was attempting to hide it, where the man who seemed overly happy nodded his head with a smile. “Yep, she rang this morning explaining how due to the rain last night, when walking into her home she tripped up and fell down the stone steps which led to her house. She said she isn’t hurt too bad but needs some time.” The man explains which was what told Vito there was more, he had dropped Coraline off at her home last night and she did not fall, but what else was not ad

said Louis. Coralis passed through the back door and stopped to study the backyard, wondering if it’d be a good idea to set up a soundproof ward that would allow them to talk outside without being heard by neighbours, but decided against it as it would be even more suspicious if everyone would see them talking without hearing a single sound.

Sunny closed in on Xante in two steps—causing her to back into the corner of the elevator—and grabbed her chin. "You know very well why I did that." … Back at the Holdens' mansion, Corinne was about to turn off the lights after putting the three kids to bed when a light knock was heard on the door. Whoever it was did not want to wake up the kids, it seemed. Corinne was rather tired then, but she still got up to open the door and found Francine anxiously standing outside.

Every single time, they would contact Coral without fail. Until now, she still remembered that when the Lynn family had first come to this county town, their daughter Selene had visited her karaoke center. When they spoke with each other, Selene found out that Coral was Sabrina’s cousin, while Coral herself began learning more about what Sabrina had been up to. That was the first meeting between Selene and Coral.

“I bet the women don’t leave you alone, do they?” Trent laughed. “Not so much now, but for the first week or so, someone was always knocking on the door,” he replied and saw a window of opportunity to maybe learn more about his stalkerish neighbor. “I think I’ve met nearly every woman in town, except my neighbor to the left,” he added, and Johnny laughed loudly, drawing a few looks their way. “That’s the Dawson’s girl,” Brad jumped in. “Rachael? I thought she went to Boston?” Johnny said, looking confused.

However, her angry rant was quickly drowned out by a wave of rebukes from the other tenants. I actually burst out laughing. Feeling much better, I went back to my apartment and checked the surveillance feed. Watching Vera furiously scrubbing feces off her door brought me an indescribable sense of satisfaction. However, soon, Vera pulled out her phone and started making calls. The look on her twisted face was pure malice. Her eyes were glinting like those of a venomous snake. I frowned. A bad feeling was creeping into my mind. As I expected, before nightfall, a group of about ten elderly men and women stormed into the building.

Repulsive. “Think about it, Nathan,” Coral said softly, her voice low and persuasive. “She had the perfect opportunity. She was with him every day. She could have easily slipped something into his drink and made it look like his illness got worse. She wanted the power that comes with being Luna, and she was willing to do anything to get it.” “That’s a lie!” I screamed, my voice cracking under the pressure. “I didn’t kill him! Coral is lying, Nathan, please, you have to believe me!”

Antonio smiled widely hearing him refer as big man. "Hello I'm Antonio Taylor,this is my sister Natalia and we shifted here last week,we live in the 23rd floor."(I sighed internally,way to go little brother telling the gorgeous stranger everything.What if he is a handsome serial killer?)I mentally rolled my eyes at my own absurdity. "It was nice meeting you both.I live in the 24th floor.So I guess we are neighbours,right Antonio?" "Yes."Antonio beamed at him. We were suddenly interrupted by an elderly man in grey fitted suit.He had a bluetooth connected to his ear.

I almost feel bad for ruining her weekend, but the stringent asshole in my apartment needed to leave. "Hi Mrs. Finley, it's Angeline," I muttered lowly. "Oh. Hey Angie! How's the weekend coming along?" Her voice was cheerful and sweet, I couldn't help but smile. "Well, good. Ok, not so good. There's this guy, standing in my apartment" "Or mine" The guy interrupted. I gave him a shushing sound. "He claims he bought it a few weeks back and traveled here to move in. Is there something I should know Mrs. Finley?" I asked, worriedly. Hoping to God, they hadn't sold my apartment without informing me.