Neighbourhood Novels & Stories

The shop is crowded with the lunch rush, but Natasha manages to secure us a corner table with the kind of effortless authority that suggests she's used to getting what she wants. "So," she says once we're seated with our drinks, "you're the neighbor." "I'm the neighbor." "Rain's mentioned you." Natasha's tone is casual, but I catch the way she studies my reaction. "Said you were very... friendly." "We were neighbors. That's all." "Of course. But sometimes being neighbors can lead to... misunderstandings. About boundaries." I take a sip of my coffee, trying to figure out where this conversation is going. "I'm not sure what you mean."

He told me he would take me car shopping with him. Then he went on to talk about the kind of neighbors I have in the community, 'Boris Heights.' He glances at me a few times when he explains, "the families are nice, very kind, making for a tranquil and wonderful area to live in." "Cool, I can't wait to start meeting them." I had said out loud in my excitement at meeting new friendly people. This was nice. I do not know anyone here and am still finding my way around. Well, except for Daniel, and I just met him yesterday. I was new here, after all.

I was just glad he wasn't pushing this. We turned down the familiar road toward our neighborhood. Will and I, along with some of the guys on the team, lived in Kingmoore Court. It wasn't just any neighborhood—it was an enclave, a place where every house looked like it had been ripped straight from a magazine. The place oozed exclusivity—the kind of wealth that people in St. Jose only dreamed of. It was the face of affluence, the neighborhood everyone measured themselves against, the subtle battlefield of status where reputation mattered as much as talent or hard work.

"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.

Nikolai parked his car in front of a small home in the sub-urb, which has seen better days. The paint is peeling and the front lawn is filled with overgrown plants and weeds. The roof is sunken at one corner. The front door looks as if it will collapse with just one hard gust of wind. The neighborhood is decent and children are seen playing in a park nearby. People are walking with their pets. A few are seen carrying their grocery bags from a nearby supermarket. Overall, this neighborhood looked lovely and suited for a middle class family.

It was still early, and no one was outside. This entire neighborhood can suck it. Why is everything so generic? Red brick, fences, the same people in every house, the only difference their age. I’m sure they all love the fact that the boy next door is a freak of nature. It’s a wonder they haven’t run my family out because of me. I suppose they figure I’ll graduate soon enough, and then it’ll only be my upstanding parents. Better than a foreigner moving in, right? The Loft’s moved in a few years prior, but before the deal closed, each time the house showed, the neighbors peered from their windows as if on the lookout for the Four Horsemen. Jeff now understood why. It’s ridiculous how long it

Across the street, a family was returning from church, and another neighbor who probably never went to church was working on his yard. This was a great neighborhood. A place to really live, not just a building to sleep in and play video games, which is how he saw his condo. He could picture himself here, sitting with Ace on that big front porch while Lola patrolled the yard in front of their crayon-crazy funky house.

Jai was sleeping soundly with Adira in his arms. I nodded, smiling at Ambien, "Yup," "My neighbor." ------------------------------------------------------------- A/N THAT'S IT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THE NEIGHBOR IS OFFICIALLY FINISHED I really hope you guys enjoyed this book I sincerely thank every single one of you who even took a chance to read it, whether it was the entire thing or just a chapter, it still means a lot to me 😭😭 It took me a while to finish it clearly 😂

Liz, being the friendly woman she was, smiled warmly at Nicole and pressed the button to select their floor. "Which floor are you headed to?" Liz asked Nicole, turning to her with a curious expression. "The 3rd floor," Nicole replied, smiling back at Liz. Liz's eyes lit up with interest. "Ah, great!" Nicole nodded, mentioning, "I'm from Apartment 6." Liz's face lit up with a bright smile. "So, that means you're Gage's neighbor!" she exclaimed. Nicole's curiosity was piqued, and she asked, "How do you know Gage?"

At this moment, Bryan blinked and asked. “You’re dreaming if you think your mom will come back!” Julie glared at him, grabbed the plate of fruit, and left. As she left, she slammed the office door shut, startling Bryan. It was one of the poorest neighborhoods in the city, what many referred to as a slum. Since most of the shacks here were built haphazardly, the cheap rent attracted many idle citizens to gather here. When Nicholas’s car arrived at the outskirts of the slum, he saw Luna waiting for him. As soon as she saw him approaching, Luna came toward him and greeted him.