Famous Neighbor Novels & Stories

What the hell happened here? This is my fiancé's apartment. I demanded loudly, "What happened here?" My voice echoed with frustration. An older woman cautiously approached me. She introduced herself, saying, "Hello, Mr. — I'm Miss Sophia, your fiancé's neighbor from next door. I was just informing the police that I saw a tall, muscular man taking her away, accompanied by that troublemaker John," she explained clearly, her tone conveying concern and urgency.

I’m up a little higher, but there’s still a good chance the neighbors could look out and see me, which I kinda don’t care if they do. It’s just boobs. I met one of the neighbors for the first time yesterday morning. I was heading out for a run the same time Mrs. Clemmot was. She’s probably in her late forties and as uppity as you’d expect for someone living on this street. The only reason she stopped and introduced herself to me was because she’d only seen Lucas a handful of times and was curious about him.

Of course, they also thought having Nikolai Reese step in would also be helpful. At this rate, Nikolai could soon win the presidential election with the amount of trust these people had in him. The fifth file was of a person trying to sue his neighbor for noise distrubances. Apparently, the neighbor was a celebrity who threw parties in his house every other night. Now that could be interesting! The last file had me stumped. It was a case of a homeless person suing a fast food joint close to the park he squatted in. Apparently he'd been given some leftovers and after eating then, it made him sick.

They didn't sleep around or act crazy. When the neighbors found out what happened to me, they rallied together and organized a fundraiser for me. I didn't have to work three jobs anymore. I slowly learned that real safety didn't come from guns or locked doors. It came from people looking out for each other. In the new neighborhood, Draven made a lot of good friends. He grew brighter and more cheerful every day. The smile came back to his face. As he got better, so did I. What Rina did to us became a wake-up call, a reminder to always hold onto your values and not throw yourself into relationships with just anyone.

Restless and unfulfilled, I grabbed my smokes and a lighter and headed out to the stairwell for a puff. Just as my hand touched the door to the stairwell, I heard a faint, frantic moaning. At first, I thought it was just a cat in heat. Then, a familiar scent hit me. It was a perfume that immediately made me think of my charming neighbor from next door, Demi Wilson. Every time I ran into her, that sweet, intoxicating scent always arrived first. Then came the flash of a red slip dress or perhaps a bodycon dress, with a neckline plunging incredibly low.

Though, I actually doubt if I can help them with anything. I stood up in front of their gate and took a deep breath. I am excited to meet my neighbor but I am also nervous. And I am curious about this Caspian Jyn. His name was famous all over the business world, especially within the food industry. And a lot of people are doing their best to have a partnership with them. I rang the doorbell and waited for a bit. “Who are you?” I turned at the intercom on the side of the gate and smiled when I saw that there was a camera there. I waved my hand in front of it. “I am Asper, your neighbor.” I pointed at my house and turned at the camera again.

"Aah good morning beautiful ladies. Natalia care to enlighten me who is this beautiful woman?"While his eyes were trained on me. "Uh..h M..My bestfriend Zita.Zita this is my neighbour Etienne Martin." "Nice to meet you " Zita said "The pleasure is all mine." "Need any help ladies?" "Uh..no,we can manage".I stuttered. "Sure...Have a good day both of you." "That hot piece of ass is your neighbour?"exclaimed Zita.I sighed.

"It looks like...Shamsiya? When did you come back?" "We heard Nick sold you to the demon. But seeing you back, the rumors must've been false." The nosy Omega neighbors next door stood in front of their fences and commented with a look of schadenfreude. At this time and age, having nothing garnered no enmity. But having more than what others possessed always provoked the jealousy and resentment of the masses. And as a person suspected of possessing great wealth from selling his wife, Nick Jackson suddenly became the center of attention.

The woman sickeningly pouted, and look at her husband who looked like he was done with her as he took another sip of his champagne. It was not after the gala dinner that I was getting bored, my mind was seconds away from counting sheep and drool on the table, while Ghazi was busy talking about some Iranian dictator to a younger man beside him. The subject was too foreign and uninteresting for my ears and I was about to go to the ladies when I spotted my neighbor's brothers. Yup bestie be damned, I'm going to refer to her as my neighbor from now on. Her hot twin brothers were looking exquisite in their black fitted suit, probably Hugo boss looking at how the materials defined their shoulders

“What happened to that mother and daughter who used to live here?” “Haha,” the neighbor laughed coldly. “They have already moved out a long time ago. You should stop harassing them too. They have already moved out; they are finally free of you.” “Where did they move to?” Tomas asked solemnly. “How would I know?” Tomas steeled his face, which was green with anger. The neighbor said, “Don’t you have an inkling why they didn’t even tell you that they moved? Hehe, even though I really couldn’t bear seeing my longtime neighbor move away, I still have to say, they did the right thing! With an ex-husband like you who keeps coming back all day long looking for trouble, even I would have moved and go