Eloise And The Grump Next Door Novels & Stories

"Mom, my roommates are all really clean. Why would you hide something like this here? Are you trying to attract rats?" Before I could respond, her roommates came back from class. The second they stepped inside, they pinched their noses, their faces full of disgust. In less than two minutes, they found everything I had hidden. "Mrs. Dolton, we respect you. Please show us the same respect, okay?" "If you want to stay and take care of Elise, then don't bring stuff like this back here again." My scalp prickled. What the hell was going on? They couldn't smell that overwhelming stench, but they could smell smoked mackerel that hadn't even been opened?

Maybe I’ll put a rat under his sheets or set them on fire for every time he has been rude and mean to me. I struggle to climb the steps with my obvious luggage, politely turning down the help of a guard by the corner with a too-nice smile. No man’s ever that nice without wanting to touch my *ss or breasts. As I reach the top of the stairs, I see the Grouchy Granny walking by a beautiful, tall blonde pulling off a velvet green suit better than any model could. Her cold green eyes gloss right over me, I could as well be furniture, but Cranky Nana stares right at me, her stare filled with reproach and condemnation.

Sophie's POV Sophie let out a loud groan which was overshadowed by the loud music. She stomped her way toward the bar, grabbed a small stool positioned there, and took her seat. Anyone watching her could see how angry she was. She couldn't believe it. She didn't understand any of it. It wasn't that the sight of her next-door neighbor at a party irritated her or maybe it did. She only seemed to hate how he seemed to be in the same circle of friends as she. And not only did that irritate her, but she also hated the different women that crawled out of his room every morning.

We walked past a lane with houses on either side, the side of Valeras where normal wolven families lived. Somehow, we’d avoided the guards that patrolled the grounds by this time. Dragging the dead weight on my back, we stopped in front of a small house with just one window beside a wooden door. It resembled a small hut, just like most of the houses on this side of Valeras. I lifted my fists to the door and knocked on it. “Are you sure Oliver?” Keyleth reached for my arm, dragging my eyes to hers. My lips parted to speak when a rattle came from behind the door and the handle twisted, revealing a male that looked to be in his late twenties.

I had to take care of my child so Camila got me a job in Greenville Montessori High School. Camila came into the kitchen, grabbed a cup of water, and then moved close to me. “Are you excited about your new neighbor? Who do you think it might or they may be? Maybe a married couple or a family of 6!” “Or maybe a serial killer who is used to killing for fun and now is probably looking for a place to lay low” I pouted my lips and stared at her. “Avery! You have the worst imagination and mindset ever! Why would you even think about something like that?!”

I looked around and realized the brunette he was hugging was no longer there. "Hey... What's up?" I greeted like how a normal person would when they saw their neighbor. "Come on, don't give me that shit." Kai scoffed. "That was Ophelia and it was just a harmless hug." Of course it was, with your hands all around her waist like that. "And why do you feel the need to explain to me? I mean... I'm just your neighbor. It's really not my business if you are fucking your friend." I said a bit too calmly for the turmoil going on inside of my mind.

Gorgeously dressed in a black mini, leather jacket, and boots, Eloise grabbed her purse and checked herself in the mirror one last time. Her hair was neatly combed down her shoulder, and her makeup was light with no heavy accessories. After Antonio had left the house very early that morning to meet Ghost and some authorities, she'd decided to go visit her grandfather—her heart had been pulling her to him. Though what happened the last time still weighed on her mind. The mysterious mistake of his life was supporting a machine that was unplugged. The doctor still hasn't gotten back to her with answers.

An old woman tenderly told her as she smiled at her. Leila reciprocated it with a sweet smile. “That was so kind of you, Mrs. Gomez. Thank you.” She softly replied. If her grandparents were still alive, they may have looked like the old woman in front of her. She just missed them so much. “By the way, I just want you to be careful. You’re living alone and your nearest neighbor was just so snobby and mysterious. Be careful, okay?” Mrs. Gomez worriedly reminded her. “No worries, Mrs. Gomez. I have my baseball bat with me.” She jokingly stated as she pointed her bat at the back of her bicycle.

One step. Then another. The blond finally glanced over. Our eyes met. And whatever he saw in mine made his smile disappear. Good. I wasn't walking over there to meet him. I was walking over there because his hands were on what I considered mine. And I had never been good at sharing

His face was lifeless. "No, Orlando." Belinda responded rigidly. Her expression was blank. "Bye, Orlando! You are a good man!" The three great-grandmothers waved gaily before they turned away. Orlando drove silently. His mind was miles away. "Orlie, there's my old apartment!" Eve chattered away while they climbed up the stairs. The dilapidated door creaked open. "Who's there?" an old woman's voice demanded querulously. "Oh!" Eve shrieked when a small rat scurried between their feet. "Orlie, let's go home now. This is not my apartment anymore!"