Neighbourhood Novels & Stories

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.

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.

I mutter drily, going for the passenger’s side. It’s not a long ride, but we get into an entirely different neighbourhood to what I’m used to. A neighbourhood of big white mansions with long driveways and high walls. Electric fences, high gates, and security cameras. The place looks eerily empty, the only people in sight a random security guard at a gate here and there. “Looks so lonely around here,” I comment. “That it is. That’s what you get for being insanely rich and living with your fellow rich humans.”

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.

CHAPTER 36 The six bedroom bungalow Lloyd bought for Nancy was in the priciest area in Coral city. It was the most expensive gated community to live in. Bellevue Hills. Their neighbors were highest paid athletes, highest grossing movie stars, rich runway models, trending music artists, wealthy politicians and businessmen. As they drove inside the estate, Emily saw her favorite actor and longtime crush, Nick Khan jugging past their vehicle. She was so excited that she screamed. “Oh my God, is that Nick Khan? Nick Khan is our neighbor?”

Every series has different characters, different situations, and a different story, but the attraction between the characters is always strong. This book is a collection of many hot and steamy romance series. Expect crushes that turn into heated moments, one-night encounters that lead to more, private games that become intimate, fake dates that become real, forbidden attraction, and people who simply cannot keep their hands off each other. Chris moved behind me. He bent me forward a little more. I felt the head of his cock rub against my wet pussy and he pushed in slow. I was tight but ready. He filled me and started thrusting. Each push made me moan around Tyler’s cock. “Yes…harder”,

The houses were almost glued to one another, unlike the neighborhood he was fondof. “In this neighborhood, we are like family. As long as you stay here, you can knock on any door at any time and ask for something.” Sylvia said. Fred turned to her with a quirked brow. “Really?” “Sugar, salt, a jar of oil, or any other thing you're short of.” “Wow!” Fred mumbled. “As long as it's an emergency,” she added. Fred chuckled. “That's right. It will be unfair to go around begging for things because people here are generally nice.”

Emmy read my mind. She patted my shoulder with a scoff. “Some people in this world have everything—money, power, women, and more than you can dream of. “They own the privilege of dismissing everything, including their morals. They can make and have anything they want. “Don’t you find it odd they live in a community named Caged Canary?” It clicked why the neighborhood seemed off to me. The fancy rides in the neighborhood belonged to the rich and powerful. Hannah was just one of the many women kept here.

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?”