Neighbourhood Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Her eyes turned wide, seeing my face, and she looked away. “You didn’t tell me this house had neighbors.” “W-well, Mister Aiden, this is the only house that fits all your needs from two garages to more rooms and security. I’m sure you can overlook neighbors living in such a cozy home. And those are the Millers, I can introduce to them when we—”

Most people might feel embarrassed by having their neighbor turn up in the night to ask them to quiet down, but he didn't let it stop him one bit. My only remaining option was to call my mom and vent. "The house is fine Mommy, but my neighbor's a satyriasis." There was confused silence from the other end of the line. "Your neighbor's a what, sweetie?" "He's like a rabbit. I can hear him going at it from dusk till dawn. My nerves are shredded. If you don't believe me, come listen for yourself." I made sure to sound despondent. In truth, I'd been wanting to redecorate for a while and this seemed like the perfect excuse.

None of my neighbours was in and if she was in her husband would shun her not to assist me. There had been a dramatic display ever since I moved into the neighbourhood. Even without knowing my identity as an assassin they were cruel and harbour some decadent feelings towards rogues. This was the region owned by no Alpha. Granville was purely human and it make it easy for a rogue to create their filthy colonies. With an exasperated sigh. I bundled my blanket and smiled bitterly at Brenda. "Hey don't worry Mummy is going to put you through a lot and we will get good food and a house soon," I said to Brenda and kissed her on her tiny nose.

Instead, he looked out at the passing streets. For reasons he couldn’t explain, that single sentence stayed with him longer than the entire conversation. The sedan crossed into a quieter neighborhood. Apartment buildings replaced skyscrapers. Corner stores replaced luxury boutiques. Samuel slowed. “This street?” “Yes.” Elena pointed ahead. “The next building.” Adrian looked through the window. The neighborhood was modest. Clean. Lived in. Children’s bicycles rested beneath staircases. A laundromat still glowed on the opposite corner despite the late hour.

Anelia queried with a frown. She set the glass of water she was sipping from on the table and sat down. Thornton was a medium density suburb. It was a quiet and nice neighbourhood . Hardly did people ever have trouble with burglars, thieves and such. Sure, once in a while there were chances that it could have happened. Thornton was no rich people' suburb with 24/7 surveillance and tight security. But hell, it had particularly been a long time since she last heard of a crime. That or, she just hadn't been paying attention to her surroundings. Either way, her concerns were inclined.

💞 Gianna’s P.o.v💞 “Hey,it seems some new people have moved in next door” Jamal said as he looked through the window. I joined him to look,i saw two people, I think they are husband and wife. They were with their luggages,while the maids were helping them with somethings. “I pray they have daughters” Jamal said and i smacked his head. “Ouch” “Jammy,you are such man-whore” i said and he chuckled.

His words made me stunned. I had never thought about this possibility. "What if Patrick dies one day?" "I have never thought about this premise." The car slowly started. And soon it arrived at the residential quarter, which we had passed by just now. I glanced at the name of the residential quarter, which read, The Most Powerful Family. The name matched with the residential quarter quite well. Each household inside was completely independent, including the front yard and the backyard as well as two parking slots. In City Y, even if it was in the Third Ring Road, such a community was rarely seen.

“Not everything.” “Almost everything.” He looked at her. “Some things are easier to remember.” Her smile faded slightly. There was something in his voice that made her heart beat faster. She looked toward the water. “So, how is the house?” “Almost finished.” “Are you excited?” “Yes.” “Will you miss the neighbourhood?” Tom was quiet for a moment. “Some parts of it.” Hannah looked at him. “Only some?” He smiled. “Definitely only some.”