Hello Neighbor Story Novels & Stories

she added and walked off immediately. She was not ready to make friends with her new handsome neighbour whose back and hair looked similar to the man who just broke her heart. “The agent was weird, now my beautiful neighbour is weird… maybe this a place for weirdos” He said to himself, looking around. “Helena, let's get in” He said to the little girl. “Okay dad. Who was that lady?” The little girl asked. “Our neighbour, Helena, now let's get in without more questions sweetheart”

I would look through the peephole but I'm too short to reach. I pull the door open to find five people on my porch. "Hello. My name is Becca," a short, dark haired woman speaks. She is just beautiful. "This is my husband, Scott and our children. Lisa, Matthew and Brandon. We are the Keaths across the street. It is very nice to meet you. We just came over here to welcome you to the neighbourhood. It is really nice to see a ne--- Damnit, Becca. Your scaring her." Becca speaks but Scott cuts her off. I try not to laugh at the cute little scene. "Would you guys like to come in." I ask politely. They all nod and I move out of the way. I close the door once they are all in and walk them over to th

He is just your neighbor nothing else. While I’m still in my thoughts the door opened... ---- “Good morning everyone”, a low voice echoed in the conference room. The voice is so familiar, I looked up and my mouth hung open I am really surprised at what I saw. I couldn't avoid his confused eyes. I stared back at him with shock visible on my face. Am I dreaming? Or do I have poor sight? I blinked my eyes many times but the person in front of us is still the same. I am not dreaming our new CEO is ISAAC, my neighbor the one on my mind just now. Oh, crap is it just coincidence or just our fate? “No, no, don’t overthink B it’s just coincidence it means nothing”. Shaking my head and went back to my

On the left was an alluring bathroom, already filled with hot water and thick foam, the smell of oranges, my favorite, filled the entire space. A big chimney with a crackling fire and simple yet elegant furniture made it feel like home. Large, panoramic windows, showed a view over a small lake where lived a few naiads. Some pixies hid beneath the flowers. Not the best neighbors if you ask me. Marvelous yet evil creatures. It seemed they felt comfortable around the mansion. “Until they don’t cause troubles I let them around.” I jumped at the sudden approximate of his voice. The feeling of his chuckle in my ear made them twitch.

On the screen is a picture of dead Nevan, his eyes were plucked out as if to stop him from seeing something, his neck bone broken, so he’s kept in a terrible posture. “Ohh,” I mutter. “It’s indeed my street. My house, to be precise. He’s my upstairs neighbor… was my upstairs neighbor.” All three of them snap their head towards me, including Yumeko, who seems to be listening after all. “OMG, I’m so sorry, heard he got in contact with the leader of LH. Are you alright?” Tamara voiced, shifting closer. “So tragic. Were you attacked too?” Nabi adds while Yumeko glances at them both before her eyes settle on me as they all await my response.

Hazel opens the door, and her jaw drops. Standing at the door is a man who looks to be in his 40s. He's holding a plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies. "Hello, my name is George," he says. "I live down the street. I smelled your delicious cookies baking, and I just had to come over and share mine!" Hazel, Mrs. Henderson, and Margaret look at each other in surprise. Then they burst out laughing. Hazel invites George inside, and they all sit down to enjoy the cookies and get to know their new neighbor. George proves to be a charming and interesting person, and they all have a wonderful time chatting.

Brandon. "Ev! Ev! Everett!! Can you fucking stop talking for just a minute there?" I yelled. Thinking talking to Everett would be a consolation for my bad morning was an even worse idea than I expected. "Okay, jeez Brandon. The weather in Finland must be rubbing in on your sour attitude more than anticipated." “Can you just shut up?" He makes a zipping motion with his hands, throwing the invisible key away. "Thank you." “So can you remind me why you even tried to arrest your new neighbor?" He asked for the umpteenth time.

My priority was to settle in the home and hospital. So I took a quick shower and reached the hospital and looked for my friend. She was waiting for me in the parking lot. We went upstairs and reported on duty. We were asked to go to a lecture theatre and wait. My friend and I were going there when I saw my new irritating neighbour. What was he doing here?? Must have come for the mental check-up?? I chuckled. I saw some man hugging him and saying that he loved him. They both were smiling and my neighbour said that he knows it well.

The instructions had betrayed me. The second attempt fared marginally better, right up until I misjudged the toast entirely and set off the smoke detector loud enough that I was fairly certain the neighbors two floors down heard it, possibly mistook it for an actual emergency, possibly were currently calling the Finnish equivalent of a fire department on my behalf. I stood on a chair, waving a dish towel at the detector like a man surrendering to an invisible enemy, muttering something in Italian that would have made my grandmother cross herself twice over.

Third person's POV The following morning, Connor decides that he is going to meet the new neighbor. He is curious about the new neighbor, who only knows the older couple. And the older aunt used to give him cookies and sweets. He hopes his new neighbor is also as friendly. He sneaks out while his mom is still sleeping. He knows she does not sleep much during the week as she always works late, so he leaves her to sleep late on Sundays. Conner knocks on the door and remembers his mother telling him not to talk to strangers. Perhaps he should turn around. What if the neighbor is a serial killer? He did not think about it.