Neighbors Hot Daughter Novels & Stories

I said slowly. After a long pause, Mom replied casually, "Fine. You’ve already taken care of Suri’s school transfer anyway. If you’ve got nothing else to do, hurry back to your Halcyon City. If you don’t work, you don’t earn money. Don’t expect me to support you."

Rage shot straight to my head. My vision went red as I shouted, "That's complete nonsense! Let my daughter go right now, or I'm calling the cops!" I pushed forward and tried to get to my daughter, Heidi Foster. The two maids blocked me hard, sneering like I was a joke.

“Laura Williams speaking.” “Hey, Mrs. Williams. It's Amber here,” said the sweet, feminine voice on the other end of the line. “Amber…?” I hesitated, not remembering that I knew someone with that name. "Yes. Ember Morton, Nancy Gardner's daughter,” she said, reminding me. “Oh, yes. Amber!” I said that when I realized who she was. She was the stepdaughter of our police officer friend Jake Gardner. That couple was very close to us, and we really loved them even though we didn't all live in the same city, which just made getting along with each other a little more difficult. Jake and his wife were living in Denver, which was their hometown, but clearly we kept in touch.

Jayde POV I drag myself home two hours later, exhausted to my bones. The apartment is quiet - Mom should be home by now. She usually waits up for me, worrying like moms do. The kitchen feels empty as I pour cereal into a bowl, trying to quiet my growling stomach. Maybe she's already asleep? It happens sometimes when she's extra tired from working the market all day. A knock at the door startles me. This late, it can only be Heidi. She lives next door with her parents, but she's more like a sister than a neighbor. We share everything - food, clothes, secrets.

That I wouldn’t have forgiven her either if she’d done that to me. But I had to stay friends with her. “Blame it on depression. Say you said Lavender’s name because you had a concussion,” I laughed to myself. It would be so funny to watch Normani make a fool out of herself. “Anyway, I’ll send you some money and try to convince Easton to go easier on you,” I sighed and hung up. I was already late, and she was wasting my time. “My daughter seems exceptionally happy,” Dad said as he arrived with his new girlfriend by his side. She was young, probably in her early thirties. That was the age group my father liked to mess with the most.

Editor-in- chief Ryan reported. "Victoria, come here. Isn't this the residential house near the shopping complex baat the square 44 street. An accident has happened there," Daniel said in a loud voice. Victoria came into the living room and sat beside him. "Oh my God! This isn't good. So many lives. Isn't the daughter of Mr Neil shifted there after the marriage? ," inquired Victoria in a choked voice. "Oh I almost forgot about that. Let me call him," murmured Daniel. After talking with his friend he found that Neil's daughter left the city a day ago she was safe. Victoria was happy hearing this.

"Natalie?" Her green eyes land on mine. "Yes?" "This man you're taking home, are you sure he is a good person? You're taking him home to your daughter." Her face lights up. "Don't underestimate me—I can knock a good punch if needed." She shows me her tiny bicep and grins when I laugh. "And my neighbors are very close to me. They would come rushing over if something happened. I told them about the date too." "That makes me more at ease," I tell her softly. "You can call me too if you need me. I would come rushing over in a heartbeat. I might live far away from your location, but my car is fast."

When I was fifteen, my father brought home the daughter of the man who had once saved his life. He told me, "Stella, Hazel is your sister now. You need to be more understanding with her." From that day on, everything I had became something my father could freely give to Hazel. I cried and asked him if he no longer loved me. But he stroked my head and reassured me, "I am only doing this to repay a debt. Don't worry. I'll leave all my assets and the company to you." It was not until I graduated from college that I happened to overhear Hazel sweet-talking my father. "Dad, I like Julian. Could you get Stella to break off her engagement with him and let me have him? "Besides, Stella didn't

I grinned like an idiot and took the stuffed flower bouquet from Elayne. "Thanks." Then I went quiet, eyes glued to my phone. Elayne slid her hand over the screen. "Don't look at that." I shook my head. "It's fine. I'm not mad." The camera zoomed in—Mom and some girl in the pic. Caption: [Valentine's Day with my daughter, Tia.] Elayne gave me that look—like she was trying to read my mind. I forced a smile. "I know her. Tia was in the bed next to Dad. She's an orphan. Got better thanks to donations.

the moment his mother said that name they heard a really loud scream He ran to his sister's room and when he opened the door he saw a woman who had liver-spotted skin, decayed gums, wrinkles, pale skin, rotted teeth, her hair was lank and lustreless, falling around her like strings of rotting straw, and dead, coal-colored eyes, she was holding his sister's neck tightly his sister looked pale but she was smiling. "WHERE IS MY SON?!" His knees trembled when she heard the woman scream his parents, Aunt Sheila, Aunt Ruth, and Uncle Martin entered his sister's room they all kneeled and asked for forgiveness. "Helena, we are sorry please stop this we're now living peacefully please" his Aunt Ruth