Gumball Neighborhood Novels & Stories

"Grandmaster Burrey, this is a house I have in South City. I haven't stayed there a single day since someone gave it to me. It's all brand new inside. Consider this house a gift from me to you!" Liam glanced down at the key card Gabriel handed him. "Hush Purple Gardens?" Gabriel quickly explained, "Yes! It's said to be a very quiet neighborhood with excellent security measures. Ordinary people can't even get in!"

00pm thanks to my disturbing siblings, I took my shirt and left the room, I went out to take some fresh 💨 air, since I could no longer sleep peacefully in the house! I decided to go and buy some smoothy drink for a kiosk nearby! Mallam Garba's kiosk was the best in the neighborhood, he was friendly and crooky person, he knows every secret, corner, and shit that is going around the neighborhood, he even sells weed to the local area boys in the area, despite all that, he's an interesting guy! He and I both have common interests, Yeah, women! The guy is a crazy cucu womanizer! He keeps an eye on every girl that comes in and out of the neighborhood!

Emmy read my mind. She patted my shoulder with a scoff. “Some people in this world have everything—money, power, women, and more than you can dream of. “They own the privilege of dismissing everything, including their morals. They can make and have anything they want. “Don’t you find it odd they live in a community named Caged Canary?” It clicked why the neighborhood seemed off to me. The fancy rides in the neighborhood belonged to the rich and powerful. Hannah was just one of the many women kept here.

Jai was sleeping soundly with Adira in his arms. I nodded, smiling at Ambien, "Yup," "My neighbor." ------------------------------------------------------------- A/N THAT'S IT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THE NEIGHBOR IS OFFICIALLY FINISHED I really hope you guys enjoyed this book I sincerely thank every single one of you who even took a chance to read it, whether it was the entire thing or just a chapter, it still means a lot to me 😭😭 It took me a while to finish it clearly 😂

Annabelle was slightly taken aback and thought that Gauge was probably just joking, so she smiled and said, "Of course, it would be great to be neighbors with you." But she was not a person who was enthusiastic about socializing, so the real reason she liked the neighborhood was because of the natural wetland ecological area where the neighborhood was located. But it's no use saying anything now, the house has already been sold, we can't just snatch it back from someone else's hands.

An alarm went off in my head, and I couldn't help but steak a glance at him. Gold orchid district is Mum's neighborhood. It's an a humongous estate that caters to both the upper class and middle class citizens. Some of the houses are for sale while some are rented. It has lots of Airbnb apartments, a huge mall, a mini stadium where we played all sorts of indoor and put door sports. It was where I grew up.

Malix said. She sneezed again. “Do you have a cold?” Carri wanted to know. “Allergies,” Rain said grimly, resigned to the inevitable. “I hate taking my medicine.” Funny, though, she hadn’t sneezed around DJ, and she’d been around him long enough for his fur to affect her. “What’s an allergy? Is it catching?” Rain rolled her eyes at the questions and hobbled faster. She couldn’t wait to unload this bunch. Once in the suite she shared with Fallon, the kids were fascinated by the pile of odds and ends on a corner table. They especially liked the simple version of a Gauss Rifle, a grooved wooden board with four gold plated, neodymium-iron-boron magnets taped to it.

I keep away from the pools of light under the street lamps, but it seems an unnecessary precaution, since the figure ahead of me never looks back. We reach the end of our neighborhood, and five-store shabby buildings replace the neat private houses and clean lawns. I don’t like this part of the town. It’s nasty enough during the day, let alone at night. There’s a bowling place nearby that I’ve been to with my pals, but apart from that, there’s nothing but the cheapest and the oldest houses, and a few sleazy motels renting by the hour. There’s a large park, too, proudly called The Central Park, but it’s mostly frequented by drug dealers and prostitutes rather than by joggers.