Neighborly Book Novels & Stories

I turned the page I was reading and put the book on my desk. There was an unusual movement in the house next door because a new family was moving. Before leaving for college in the morning, I caught a glimpse of a moving truck that had brought their furniture, but apparently they had already finished moving their things. I was curious to know who my new neighbors were, but I assumed that in due course I would meet them. I closed the front door of my house and went to a cafeteria that was around the corner.

gasp as he presses me against him, and I laugh, squirming out of his arms. - Stop! I scold in a whisper as I nervously glance at the two-story house behind me. “We don't have privacy anymore. He smiled. “My dad's still at work, love. He doesn't arrive until five in the afternoon. Oh. Well, at least something good. I look up and down the neighborhood, and I see house after house, curtains open and children playing here and there. It's not like in apartments where everyone sees your life but doesn't care because you're just passing through and won't be around long enough for anyone to think you deserve their attention. Here, in a real neighborhood, people invest their time in their neighbors.

When she was passing away, I was sitting in that chair crafting a vase; how can I possibly contribute anything here? I turn around and head back outdoors. I take a deep breath and inhale some of the misty air as I gasp for air. This should be behind me by this point. Why is it that I just can't go on? A voice can be heard from the other side of the fence that divides my yard from the yard of my neighbor asking, "Are you enjoying your night?" The home has been deserted for an untold amount of time. It would appear that this is no longer the case.

When will he see me as a desirable______. Blake didn’t finish when a blushing Susan pulled it away from him. “I’m sorry, Mr. Elon, this was left by my neighbor. She’s into romance novels,” Susan explained, holding the book to her chest as in protecting the words written in the book from his prying eyes. “It’s okay. So your neighbor like romance novels?” Blake asked, rising from the couch and looking Susan deeply into her eyes. “Sh, she does. It helps her relax over a hard time at the office, and she finds it a good escape.” Susan said quickly, turning so she wouldn’t have to look at Blake, secretly placing the book into her bag. “I’m ready to leave if you are.”

I thought he was going to meet his woman? I parked Liam's car – one of my buddies – beside the convenience store and walked towards the location where Daddy's car was parked. Our village has two types of houses: the mansion type, like ours, and the townhouse type. The houses look alike, and in one compound, there are two houses facing each other. It's like having neighbors in pairs. I saw Dad enter a townhouse, number one four three. This information is enough. I immediately left the place and went back to my car. I can just hire someone to spy on them; it's easier than following Dad around.

"Aah good morning beautiful ladies. Natalia care to enlighten me who is this beautiful woman?"While his eyes were trained on me. "Uh..h M..My bestfriend Zita.Zita this is my neighbour Etienne Martin." "Nice to meet you " Zita said "The pleasure is all mine." "Need any help ladies?" "Uh..no,we can manage".I stuttered. "Sure...Have a good day both of you." "That hot piece of ass is your neighbour?"exclaimed Zita.I sighed.

Sherly sat in her office at the condo, surrounded by the familiar ambiance of her own space. She was engrossed in going through some reports, looking and reading the intricate web of the underworld's affairs. Even though she only handle information, these kind of things is very common. Especially when she is in the nuetral side. As she is trying to burried herself at work, the phone rang. When she is working, Sherly has no intention of accepting any call. However, when she glanced at the caller ID to find it was her brother, Keisley.

I breathed, maybe a little too loud, because he heard me. His head tilted slightly in curiosity. "Oh, hey. You must be new to 5A?" "No, no, just visiting," Dad answered, patting my shoulder. "But my daughter will be working for the Walkers." Archie grinned. "Guess that makes us neighbors, then. I live next door." "Great," I squeaked, my voice way too high-pitched.

He had cookbooks? A laugh almost escaped my lips. This was not what I expected from him. Snap! My hand knocked off a book nestled between two thick leather+bound books and I bent to the floor, picking it up. But, something about it caught my attention. Probably the book title font, or the fact that the cover was hella attractive. I couldn't quite place. I stared at the book written in Bold black and white font with the title: A New Pet for the Mafia King By Author Liy Lah.

A man in black walked out from the house opposite mine and collected the car keys from Axell. “Welcome, sir. I will take the car inside” He got into the car and drove into the apartment opposite mine. Okay, what the fuck is going on? “I guess we are neighbors, Miss Avery. Feels good, right?”