Neighbor Novels & Stories

Beautiful things are lethal. I squint, peering into eyes of deep, burnished brown that seem to hold a hidden fire within. Flecks of amber dance at the edges, pushing back at the unnerving coldness in them. Thick, black lashes flutter against tanned, golden skin as his gaze narrows at the blood on my flimsy nightdress, and against my better judgement, I blurt, “It isn’t mine.” The man, whom I recognize from yesterday as my neighbor raises his brows as he helps me up to my feet. “Is he dead?”

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

“ Ok, I’m ready, “ I say to an empty porch. I got dressed in my usual jeans and a flannel. It was my casual and fancy wear. “ Over here, “ he calls. I walk out and look around a bit. All I see are beautiful evergreen trees and a few cherry trees, bushes, and tall green grass. We didn’t bother to cut the grass since we owned such a big plot of land. He appears beside me in my peripheral vision smoking a cigarette. I glare at him again. “ What, it’s not like I’ll die of lung cancer, “ he said pulling the cig out of his mouth. He took a big inhale of it and exhaled it out of his nostrils “There are children here. They don’t need to get a bad idea of doing that, “ Argue. “ Well, it’s not like th

Morgan… I paused to remember saving someone. Not long I remember how I saved her and received a stamp on my foot as a reward. The thought of it brought back a twinge of pain from my foot. It was not totally healed.Then I continued to read. … this deed of which I just found out. Come over to my house tomorrow (using the address inside the envelope) for I shall be unavailable today and we shall discuss your reward. I shall be expecting you. Putin Global Inc, Mr. Edgecombe.

It wasn’t the best view but I could at least see the sky properly. “Satisfied with this one?” He enquired. It was a 15-minute walk from Hikaru-nii’s place too. “Compared to the other two, I like this one better.” I admitted. “The rent is reasonable too.” “Right? I thought you’d say that.” Hiro-san grinned. “Ah, don’t decide yet though. There are two more places that I would like to show you. Probably the day after tomorrow. You can make up your mind after that too.”

“Nyelle invited me.” Nyelle lifted her glass. “Figured it was time.” Adrian shot her a look. “Time for what?” Nyelle didn’t answer right away. The conversation shifted — updates exchanged, stories told, plans discussed in fragments that made sense only to those at the table. Adrian listened more than she spoke, absorbing dynamics she hadn’t been present for lately. Her brothers talked about territory and logistics with the same casual tone most people reserved for sports scores. It wasn’t illegal. Not exactly. Just adjacent. Close enough to require discretion.

Just as we near the entrance, Jeremy speaks again. “Good thing you two aren’t scared of isolation.” We both stop walking. Sandra raise a brow. "What?" Jeremy shrugs lightly, slipping his hands into his pockets. “Nothing much. Just that this is the only house in this part of the island. The nearest neighbor is… what, ten minutes away?” Ten minutes? I blink. Sandra laughs. Nervous. “That’s… not so bad.” “Yeah,” Jeremy agrees easily. Too easily. “If nothing happens.”

But I couldn't. I took out my phone and messaged my mother if I could spend a few days with them. Without waiting for her response, I turn off my phone and start to work, in order to get my mind off the letter. And what was written in the letter? 'Next time, use the green' _____________________________ -VOTE- -COMMENT- -STAY SEXY AND SAFE-

A man who lived four doors down from me back in Venice, a man who I just got to know his name a few days ago despite four years of living across the hall from him, was somehow standing in front of me in Helsinki like the distance between those two facts meant absolutely nothing to him. He stepped inside slowly, unhurried, gaze settling on me with that same infuriating calm I remembered from a bar floor covered in broken glass and blood that hadn't been his. "Small world," he said, like that explained anything at all. I didn't move. Didn't breathe, for a second.

, I told her as she gasped and began typing on her computer. "Okay sweetie I need you to tell me anything about the property, can you do that?", she asked in a soft tone and I let out a gasping sob, as Daniel's hand moved. "There's a neighbor John, nex-next door, there's a highway right off of this area, it's near a park", I told her as she typed away. "They're on the way, I know you're in pain sweetie, but I need you to tell me what's happened?", she spoke softly as I felt the cabinets coldness keep my heated body cold.