Maritza Hello Neighbor Novels & Stories

She wrung her hands a little, not out of nervousness, but out of habit. "I'm sorry to bother you," she said. "I live just down the way, the house with the orange tree by the gate. I've been meaning to stop by since I saw you move in." She smiled, a warm, simple smile. "I'm Mara." "Lioren," I said. "And Carl is right behind me." Carl appeared at my shoulder and nodded. "Good morning." "Good morning to you both." She paused, as if deciding whether to say the next thing. "I heard from my neighbor Dorin that you helped clear his yard last week. He said you did good work."

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.

Monica’s comment gnawed at me all day and I couldn’t think about anything else. I knew I must wake up to reality. By the time I came back from work, I was duly exhausted, I slept off on the sofa when I heard a knock unexpectedly. I got up reluctantly to open the door, I saw an unfamiliar face, smiles all over, she greeted warmly as if we’ve each other for ages. “I’m your new neighbor, I came in last night, so I decided to introduce myself. My name is Martina, a widow with two teenagers, a boy of 16years and the girl is 14years old.” “You are much welcome Mrs. Martina, I’m called Jennifer, still single but not searching.” She laughed and said. “Wow! Good to know you are hooked for life. You m

Martha yelled excitedly as she launched herself onto the bed on the right, which just so happened to be the bed that was closest to the big window that took up most of the wall. “Shh!” I hushed her harshly while throwing one of the pillows from my bed at her, in part to send the message and to also get revenge on her from taking the bed with the view. “Shut up you fat cow, we have neighbors!” Martha adjusted herself to a more comfortable position,“Meh, neighbors schmeighbors. I wanna crash.” “Not until after the meeting. Which, might I remind you, we have to get ready for.”

LOAM " I was telling Martha that some friends are coming tonight," Helena murmured. "We'll have a little pool party." It won't be a big deal, but I need you to help Martha prepare some snacks, of course, after cleaning up.” He smiled hypocritically. I could know fake people when I saw them and Helena seemed like someone fake, kind of manipulative. Okay, ma'am," I answered, emphasizing the last word. Helena could see it. "Well," Romario approached, "if you need anything, Marga, let me know." And Martha will give you the uniform. I'm sure it will look great on you.” He winked at me, which surprised me a little.

Tarrin felt success before even hearing Mara answer, he figured it had to be something bad and maybe it would give him a good reason to push the old lady in HR to reassign or even terminate the contract. “I’m willing to believe anything, spill it.” “Okay, good news or weird news first?” she said making him impatient. “Get with it, I’m not paying you to play beat around the bush.” Mara laughed out loud, “You aren’t paying me for anything, so good try. Fine, good news is she is clear. No arrests, not even a parking ticket. All her former neighbors of Moon Terrace say her and her sister are angels compared to the world. She's worked odd jobs, dropped out of finishing school. Pretty normal.”

She laid back in her on realization that it was the only option. LATER THAT DAY Yan stared at her phone as she didn’t know where to begin. She exhaled deeply, ensuring herself to calm down and she dialed the number on her phone. “ Hello” A deep muscular voice answered. “ Can we have a one on one discussion about the marriage proposal?” Yan asked. “ Ok, come over, I’ll send you the location” The muscular voice replied ending the call. • *. * Yan stood before the door, staring blankly at it.

I occupy a small apartment that consist of one master bedroom, a living room and a kitchen, grabbing my key from where I usually hang it beside the door, I clicked open the door and out I went, locking it after me. I rushed into the elevator, smiling to my elderly neighbor who if I allowed, would never stop her greetings, she would be like, 'Hazel, the weather is so beautiful today' 'Hazel, did you watch the news last night, poor man couldn't believe his wife had been cheating on him for years' let me clarify you, she hardly watches the news but one TV drama that always play in the evening at 9:00, to her, everything is news. I pressed the ground floor on the button and smiled to my other ne

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?!".

"Last night, Daisy was walking back from the patrol outpost at the edge of the woods." "She took the path behind Pack House, and someone grabbed her from behind — covered her mouth and dragged her into the trees!" Daisy clutched Harold's arm, trembling as she picked up where he left off. "I saw his face while I was fighting back." "It was Koda! He even told me he was the new neighbor who'd just moved in." My gaze settled on Daisy's tear-streaked face, and I cut in without warmth. "How exactly did you identify him as my son?"