Maritza Hello Neighbor Novels & Stories

“A minute of silence will be observed for you, Marina! What the fuck did you call me for that couldn't wait?” My groan filled up my room and I was more than pissed off at that point. “Madam, you will never believe what happened” “Did you call me to guess or what? Why not be direct and just speak?” She scoffed right into my ears on the phone, and I just hissed loudly for her to hear. “Mr Axell brought that neighbor of his into this house and..” “What!!!” I jumped out of bed and walked over to my big window which displayed half of the city to me. The city lights and all that. I lifted the blinds and opened the windows, I needed to inhale the cool breeze.

Before I could stop myself, I am walking to Brandon's front porch to stop the woman. "Hey," I call out softly to her, and she turns to me with a smile. "Hi, I'm Rita," she says. I give her a warm smile of my own "Angie, Brandon's neighbor." Her face lights up some more. "Oh. I already know you. Your real name is Angie?" She looks confused. "Yes." “I'm a huge fan of your movie. You know "Passion for Revenge". " she replied. Oh, that! “Well, thanks. I see you've got something there Rita." I make a sign for the plate she has with her. She blushes

I answer without even checking the name. “Hello?” I say. “Jaime! It’s Marta. ¿Cómo estás?” It’s Jorge’s mom. And I don’t know if I can handle this right now. “Hey, Marta,” I say, my voice flat. I love her. I love Jorge’s whole family. But how am I supposed to talk to her right now—while her son is packing up his life out of mine?

Mena As I approached the familiar doorstep of my next-door neighbor, Mrs. Rodriquez, I could already hear the faint hum of a television set and Natalie's cheerful giggling. I knocked on the door, which swung open, revealing the warm, and welcoming expression of Mrs. Rodriquez. "Hi, Jimena," she greeted, her smile crinkling the corners of her eyes. Mrs. Rodriquez was a kind older lady who lived alone in the apartment next to mine. She was a good person and would often offer to pick up and look after Natalie after school.

"Good afternoon...?" " Hello, my name is Jordin." She replied with a wider smile. " I am your neighbor, I saw the light come on last night which made me realize that someone had moved in. How are you doing?" She asked me. " Uh...I am fine. It's nice to meet you. Mrs, Jordin." I replied. Her enthusiasm was over the top and it made me wary. She waved her hand. " I am not married. This ring is to ward off men. It seems to attract more though."She added.

After everything that happened, I became famous throughout the apartment complex. I was no longer the isolated, difficult old woman everyone avoided. Instead, I became known as the woman who defeated the nightmare neighbor. Some residents with meek personalities even started visiting me to ask for advice on dealing with troublesome neighbors themselves. For that reason, I created an account dedicated to sharing strategies for handling nightmare neighbors. While helping countless people online, my retirement years unexpectedly became fuller and more meaningful than ever before.

And then, as if suddenly recalling himself, he spoke, his deep voice rumbling through the air. "Hello, my name is Gage. I'm your new neighbor." Nicole's gaze snapped back to his face, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she realized she'd been staring. "Oh, yes, hello," she stuttered, trying to compose herself. Gage's eyes sparkled with amusement as he nodded at her. "Our landlord said you might have something for me?"

I hid my identity as a Mafia heiress to live a quiet life. I never thought my new neighbors would be the ones to pick a fight they can’t win. I'd just gotten back from the gallery when my phone started blowing up. On the Nextdoor community forum, a woman named Brenda had @'d me. "Hey, penthouse girl. You're single. What do you need a whole rooftop garden for? My husband's throwing a party. We'll be needing it starting tomorrow."

Never in your dreams, Shelly. Great! I am becoming mad. I am hearing a voice in my head now. I wiped at the single tear that fell from my right eye. I turned away from Max, hiding my face from him. Without waiting for him to tell something, I entered my drive way and went inside the house, closing the door and leaning my back over it. I closed my eyes and shook my head. As my new neighbour, I thought that maybe he would be one of my friends but boy, was I wrong? For him, I was just a girl who he would bang without a second thought just for the fun of it.