Dirty Neighbor Novels & Stories

The Master AI blinked, projecting the route. << ACTIVATING ROUTE GUIDANCE. DISTANCE TO BIOLOGY RESEARCH CENTER: 5 KILOMETERS. >> << ROUTE: THROUGH SLUM AREAS CONTAMINATED BY 'PEEPER ZOMBIES' (NEW VARIANT: 'STALKER ZOMBIE' – HIGHLY CUNNING, MOVES WITHOUT SOUND, SENSITIVE TO WI-FI SIGNALS). << Warning: High risk of falling into the 'Silence Trap'. >> Stalker Zombies? Wi-Fi signal sensitive? Bima frowned.

Chapter 1:Michael dreamed of a date with Lucy Clayton Michael's 'troubles' began when Miss Calvin moved in next door. Michael's father had died several years earlier, and Michael lived with his mother in a quiet suburban neighbourhood. The house next door had been empty for several months and it did not take too long for Michael's mother to volunteer him for the task of tidying up Miss Calvin's back yard.

I clicked on it but the user has no profile. Then the message content caught my eyes. “ I’ll be home late. Do not leave the estate.” Oh, it was him. That was it. No greeting, no explanation. Just an order disguised as an update. I dropped the phone on the bed and lay back, frustrated and restless. At some point I just rolled my eyes and sighed in frustration. --- I jolted up to the sound of footsteps outside my door. Three knocks, firm and controlled. The door opened before I even answered.

Our dirty little secret was wide open, and I never wanted it to end. But as I drifted toward sleep, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. Mom’s name flashed on the screen.

The city stood on the precipice of danger, unaware of the imminent storm that was about to engulf them. "Good evening, New Hilton. This is April Dawson with breaking news. Today, our beloved city has been shaken by a shocking incident involving Amanda, the influential socialite, and her partner, Ethan, who also happens to be her trusted personal assistant. Reports suggest that they were targeted in a vicious attack, leaving the city in a state of shock and disbelief.

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Nathan didn't make any indication of answering my question still. I huffed. I need space right now. I glanced back at my skin and noticed again how dirty I was. I smelled awful, like a flea-induced cat was thrown into a garbage can. I could only imagine what I smelled like to Nathan, who has advanced smelling. I'll go take a shower. Do us both a favor.

"Account eighty-four. Cyprus. It ends in seven-seven-two." "Blankenship," Dominic grunted. "The money for the land permits." "Account forty-one. Geneva. Ends in nine-zero-one." "The zoning commissioner." Lina stared at the candles. The flame was leaning to the right, dying in the draft. "There’s another group, Dominic. It’s not just account numbers. It’s a name. A ghost name." "A lot of people use fakes." "Not this one. This name shows up in the East Pier buyouts and the Tokyo drafts. Someone was setting the table for Kenji long before you ever sat down to eat."

“Public appearances. Interviews. Dinners. Minimal affection.” “Minimal,” she repeated. His gaze flicked to her mouth. Just briefly. “Enough to be believable.” “And privately?” He leaned forward, forearms resting on the desk now, closing the distance just enough to shift the air between them. “Privately,” he said, voice lower, “we maintain boundaries.” Her fingers tightened on the folder. “What kind of boundaries?” “The kind that stops this from becoming complicated.” She laughed softly. “You dragged a stranger into your life, put a ring on her finger, and you’re worried about complicated?”

It was four months ago when my new neighbors moved in. I was used to the neighboring house being empty since the previous occupants had moved out a few months earlier, which was no big loss because I never got on with them. That family seemed to think I was to blame for my wife leaving me, despite everyone else knowing it was my wife who had the affair and had left me. So it was good to have an empty house next to mine, but even better when the new neighbors moved in.