Neighbor Novels & Stories

The smile that graces her lips makes my heart skip a beat. Maybe I am starting to like my beautiful neighbor. *************************************************************** After having dinner with my father, I have just entered the home, and I have not even turned on the lights when I hear a loud groaning sound coming from outside. Peeking my head outside the door, I watch Ariana carrying shopping bags in both of her hands with an annoyed expression on her face. Quickly, stepping outside, I take bags from her hand. Instead of going to her place, she stomps inside my apartment, leaving me to follow her.

Then yes, I am very fond of my neighbor. "Ok, let's do this." You might be wondering who this neighbor is? Her name is Sahana.

} I joked. {No. There's a couple girls here and we just heard them say Skol's name} Nik replied, all business. {So?} I asked. {So, they're outsiders. I've never seen the blond one but the other one is that dark haired girl that started at school last year} Nik continued. {Bitch. She just called us weird} Dolph muttered. I growled at that for some reason. I shook it off though. {What's her name?} Dad(Skol) demanded.

The blonde female near the one that looks like Noah’s brother just glares at me, what the hell is her problem. “Hi guys, this is Tasmine Kelly, my next-door neighbour,” Noah said with a big grin on his face. I can see the boys are thinking while the female has a bitchy look on her face.“No she’s not, Lee is your next-door neighbour.” She snapped at Noah.

With the guys off after food, Kim asked, “You said something about being foul-mouthed has put a crimp in your business. What did you mean by that?” “Oh, that’s a function of where we live. Although we’re not exactly sure, I think our closest neighbors are about a mile and a half away ... and that’s upwind, too. So living where we do I can scream my lungs out — and be as foul-mouthed as I care to be — without disturbing anyone.” She grinned and added, “And you know something else? I love screaming obscenities at Bill while he’s fucking my brains out.”

His eyes moved over my face and down, taking their time, and when they came back up to meet mine there was an obvious ‘I-like-what-I-see’ look he had. I held his gaze and said nothing and gave a neutral expression and told myself my pulse was doing that because of the previous night's memory, not because of him in particular. Then he cleared his throat and turned to Jade. "Is there a gym near here?" he said. "I had a look online last night but couldn't find anything close by." "Mercer Street," Jade said. "It's ten minutes away if you're driving." She said it the way she said things to people she had decided she was going to be polite to and nothing more. Her voice was flat and she did not lo

She sighs when the key is finally brought to light. The roaring engine of a big truck that comes to a stop in front of the house next to Anna’s, draws her attention and as the body read ‘we make moving easier’, she knew someone was moving in next-door. It’s been six full months since she moved into this neighbor-hood and she still wasn’t fully familiar with the residents around. Most of the contacts she made, had been with teenagers and middle-aged moms.

Hey, I am only human! After about 20-30 minutes, I finally reached my home which seemed isolated from the others. That was the good thing about this neighborhood. There was always a large distance between each home so there was no need to worry about any loud noises that your neighbors would make. Especially the party that was apparently going to occur later on tonight.

As Cynthia and Bernice lounged at the balcony, enjoying the cold evening breeze, a black Bugatti drove into the neighborhood and zoomed passed her house then stopped Infront of the villa as the gate opened automatically. The Bugatti then drove in and parked in the compound. Cynthia had never seen her neighbor, except that familiar back she had seen. Drake stepped out of his car and looked towards the neighboring bungalow, he had never minded knowing his neighbors but one of the silhouettes at the balcony looked familiar,

“I live directly below her house.” Noelle laughed. “Of course you do.” I raised an eyebrow. “What does that mean?” “Of course Sasha somehow has Rowan Blackwood as a neighbor.” She looked at Rowan. “I didn’t even know people could randomly become your neighbor.” “Usually requires escrow,” Rowan said. I closed my eyes for a second. Noelle laughed again. “This is insane.” “Geography is pretty common,” I said. “Not for you.” Noelle pointed at me with the tip of her finger. “You have a project with Moretti Holdings, then you go home and find out your neighbor is the founder of Blackwood Systems. Who el