Destiny Next Door Novels & Stories

She grabbed their suitcases and started towards the waiting vehicle. Once inside the vehicle, Grace nestled her head against Hannah's shoulder and closed her eyes. She felt sleep setting in. Hannah stared down at her wife, a warmth spreading through her as she realized how lucky she was to have Grace. She had truly begun to appreciate Grace's calm demeanor, especially during the unsettling encounter with her ex at the airport. Roughly 30 minutes later, the car slowed, and they pulled up to the Northern Lights Resort. Hannah gently nudged Grace awake, a soft smile gracing her lips as she watched her wife's eyes flutter open. "Well hello there sleepy head." Hannah smiled.

Then the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find Arielle and her mother. 'Oh no. She's here to confront me,' I thought. "Sorry to bother you," Arielle's mother said. "We just moved in next door." Still rattled, I answered, "Hello. I'm Neil Gates." "Here's the thing—I have to go on a business trip for a week. My daughter… isn't quite right in the head." She tapped her temple. "Could you possibly look after her? I'd really appreciate it."

He was confused and so was Nick. Tyler sent them a tight smile as he held out his glass of whiskey and took a sip from it. His face was expressionless just like most times. Turning toward the men, he said in an overly bored and dry tone, his voice lacking any interest. “And that is my next-door neighbor, people. Shouldn't we be excited?”

One has nothing to do with life, living like a corpse only breathing with the pain in heart. Another one has everything still the peace is missing from his life waiting to repent for the sin he committed unintentionally. For what he should repent? Moreover how will they change their fate, amend their destiny when they are only mere player in the game of destiny that too when it is a cruel game of destiny? To know more read this book 'Game Of Destiny' journey of the Beauty and her selfish beast. Disclaimer : This book is purely fictional. All the characters are imaginary. The content doesn't support any kind of crime and abuse.

His eyes, the same black as mine and my mother's, scan the eager faces gathered around the fire. “Thorntrees!” Damien calls out, and we all beat our chests in response to the name of our pack. “We gather under the watchful eye of the impending moon to ready five young hearts for their destined mates.” His words resonate through the clearing, a mixture of reverence and excitement palpable in the air. The pack members nod in agreement, their anticipation building like a storm on the horizon. But for me, the words send a tendril of dread through my heart.

The darn room could as well be turned upside down for all he cared. Grabbing his jacket from the couch, he sauntered over to the fridge and grabbed a chilled beer. Knowing his electricity bill might be due soon, and he could best appreciate having a cold drink while he could, he knocked the lid open. With a bear in one hand, he wriggled into his jacket as he strolled out heading for the rooftop. Then from a distance, despite the dim lighting of the hallway, he could sight Gia, his next-door neighbor, strutting towards him.

How I want to those eyes staring down at me. “Sounds like I will need a place to stay for a while.” I say pointing at my apartment. Lara’s apartment is on the other side of town, the commute to work unnecessarily long, and I don’t like staying at hotels. Wait… “What are you doing here?” I ask him. The tips of his ears poking through his hair, go red, and it makes me chuckle. “I live here..” he points at the apartment building that is literally next door to mine. My eyes bulge. Holy shit, all these while, sexy boy was next door?

I went to the living room and that was when i realized the music wasn't coming from my house but from the house next door. What the actual hell? I opened my door and could even hear the music more clearly, not even music, it was noise. I was actually bare footed but I didn't care because all I wanted was a good nap and nothing was going to get in the way of that. I walked over to the next flat and knocked on the door, there was no response and i used my two hands to bang on the door again.