Exo Lives Next Door Novels & Stories

They looked the part of a perfect family, Dorian in a casual slate blue dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up, Vera in a flowy off white blouse and jeans, and Eira in her favorite pastel pink sundress with tiny glittering butterflies on the hem. No cameras. No boardrooms. No shadows from the past. Just the three of them. Eira stood on her toes, pointing excitedly. “I want popcorn! And gummies! And slushie! The red and blue one!” “You’re going to be bouncing off the walls,” Vera said, but Dorian was already paying the cashier and handing Eira her sugar laden bounty. “She’s a growing child,” he said with a wink. “Let her enjoy it.” Vera rolled her eyes, though the corners of her lips twitched

Aurora pretended to be busy tidying her bag, avoiding any eye contact with Ethan. Ethan stepped inside, closing the door behind him slowly. "Are you happy?" he asked suddenly, his voice sounding like the scraping of sharp metal. "What do you mean?" "The engagement. It's the day after tomorrow, right?" Ethan laughed cynically, his steps getting closer until Aurora could smell the scent of his perfume mixed with the smell of medicine. "It turns out my father's future fiancée is my own ex-lover. Truly a disgusting scenario." Aurora stood up quickly, her face flushing red with anger as well as fear. "Lower your voice, Ethan! If anyone hears—"

Hitting was tiring after just a while, I was exhausted. Afterwards, Genny helped me up, snapped a picture of Rite sprawled on the floor, and said, “Eloise, I’ll send this to you. I’ll find a marketing account to write a few articles about her. Eldest daughter of the Johnson family? Let’s make her a trending topic!” Aira helped Rite up after we calmed down but Rite being ungrateful, shook her off. She scrambled to her feet, face swollen. “Eloise, is that all you’ve got?”

My home had been in Paris, in that quiet apartment overlooking the Eiffel Tower. “Aunt Ava?” I turned to Emma, who was hugging her bunny. “Yes, baby?” “Uncle Alex said I’m starting school next week,” she said eagerly. “Will I make new friends here?” I smiled. “Of course you will. You’re the sweetest girl ever. Everyone will love you.” She grinned. “Good! I hope they like bunnies too.” Sally chuckled. “I’m sure they will, sweetheart.” Soon, the car pulled up in front of a sleek, modern apartment building. It was one of Alex’s properties, and he had arranged for everything before I arrived. As we stepped inside, a woman in her early forties greeted us with a warm smile.

, she concluded as I took a bow and walked out of her room. MARRYLEN'S POV After taking the address to Xenia's uncle's apartment, I swiftly put on one of my most casual yet thoughtful outfits, I can remember the last time I made such an effort and that was with Idara, but ever since I saw Xenia, I won't say my feelings for Idara has completely collapsed, but Xenia pushes a tough bargain. She's already been to the grocery store so there's no need to add that to the tour list but for sure, I know where we're going to end up, my favorite place in this city, DeDeon's Bar.

Liv was usually a neat freak constantly nagging Hannah to clean up either one of her messes or her gear off of the floor. Hannah began to hear soft noises coming from their shared bedroom in their apartment. "What the hell?". Hannah opened the bedroom door and was immedately hit with instant regret. Hannah saw her girlfriend currently in a mess of tangled limbs with another woman, naked in their bed. "Liv! What the hell?!" Hannah screamed. Startled, Oliva jumped up and threw a blanket over herself. "Hannah you're home early! I thought you wern't supposed to be home for another six months?!".

Not like I was reviewing the book. Dang! I feel so embarrassed right now. But, I'm not mad. I promise you. but for now, Let's move to our next book.... WINNING WALKER. Thanks for all you do. But yeah, The Boynextdoor Is over. Like my counter people would say... DONE AND DUSTED.

With his calm nature and unique white hair and- "Xavier" he cut her off her thoughts and made to enter his apartment when Bethany interrupted "I was about to pay for an apartment here but I mistakenly spilt coffee on some rich dude whose guards ran after me" she explained without being asked. He made to leave again and Bethany introduced herself as his new neighbour next door. Her apartment will be 304 and his 305. Xavier exhaled and moved in. He didn't say a word except for his name, does he have a speech problem or what? She thought and sighed----

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They didn’t talk much to each other, but when they did it was either to banter or insult the other one. “I’m getting tired,” Roxie said as they lingered in the doorway of the den, “Can we go? I told my mom I’d be home before,-” “Oh, fuck yes, Jesse...” The speakers surrounding them blared with the sound of her voice and she looked at Walker with the face one could only describe as horror. She turned to look at the television positioned in the living room and there she was—on video making love to her ex-boyfriend. “You feel so good, Rox...”