New Neighbor Novels & Stories

The blonde female near the one that looks like Noah’s brother just glares at me, what the hell is her problem. “Hi guys, this is Tasmine Kelly, my next-door neighbour,” Noah said with a big grin on his face. I can see the boys are thinking while the female has a bitchy look on her face.“No she’s not, Lee is your next-door neighbour.” She snapped at Noah.

I took a deep breath to steady myself before reaching out and pressing the doorbell. The chimes echoed faintly from within the house, and I waited with bated breath for a response. A female voice sounded through the intercom beside the door after a few moments that felt like an eternity. "Hello? Who is it?" the voice asked, seaming slightly suspicious. I cleared my throat and answered as formally and politely as I could manage. "Good evening! I'm your new neighbor – I just moved in next door today. Is the lady of the house available?"

“Wow, I look...” “More beautiful than you already were, and you look hot, even hotter than that new guy across from us,” “Guy?” I questioned. “Oh yeah, My bad...that sound from earlier was from furniture being pulled, couldn't see the face but his body was A1, we have a new neighbor” “Oh, aren't you going over to say hello?” I asked. “We, We are going to say hello,” she pulled me from the chair onto my feet. “Let's go,” she added.

Tyrell remarked and I couldn't help the heat that rose to my cheeks, it was normal for us to get a house, we were dating after all. From the corner of my eye, Cleo was rolling her eyes, and imitating a puking person until finally our neighbor arrived. "Hello, I'm Annette, but folks call me Ani, you just be our new neighbors, it's nice to meet you." She drew her hands out and shook us one by one. She was all smiles and bubbly, she looked to be in her late twenties. It seemed as though Tyrell was in no mood to be greeting neighbors as he was more focused on getting our things from the car.

Late spring brought unforeseen news that would put the family's adaptation to the test in a whole new way: their long-time neighbours, the elderly Hendersons, announced they were moving to an assisted living facility, leaving them thinking who would purchase the house next door and how new neighbours would affect their established patterns. "The Hendersons have been such amazing neighbours," Grace stated as she watched the moving truck loaded. "I hope whoever moves in next will be equally polite." "Will the new neighbours have kids?" Phoebe asked, quickly thinking about potential playmates.

I approached the old lady and tried to look friendly since she seemed to be my flat's neighbor. "Good evening, I'm Quinn, the new resident." I extended my hand, intending to shake. But instead, the old lady looked behind me while girdling her loins. She then pointed at Grayson. "Hey young man!" she said loudly. I covered my mouth with my hand. Oh no, looks like there's going to be trouble here. "You have to be gentle with your partner! She had to scream because of you and I had to hear it!" She said, "Keep your voice down. I know you're a new couple, but don't let your neighbors hear what's going on in this room. Do you understand?"

“Here. Eat before Mom starts forcing seconds on everyone.” “Thanks.” I took a bite. Juicy, smoky, perfect. Mom appeared next to us, wiping her hands on a dish towel. “Bella, come meet the new neighbors. They just moved in down the street.” I followed her to a nice couple in their forties. We chatted about the neighborhood, schools, how rainy Seattle winters really were. Polite stuff. Easy. The whole time, though, my eyes kept drifting. Scanning the yard. Looking for one person.

Liam jerked his chin at the window. “No way.” Nora did not believe him. It was impossible for someone to climb to the 18th floor unless he had some superpowers. Liam let out a long sigh at how slow she was. “Let me introduce myself. I’m Liam Keaton, your new neighbor.” Nora widened her eyes. “For real?” “When have I ever lied to you? ” Nora recalled that the unit opposite them was currently vacant for a long time. However, she wasn’t aware that it was under sale.

Laura sat beside me and massage my thighs gently. "I told her that you will see her in her house," she said softly. I told Laura to prepare our dinner and I'll be going out to meet this neighbor of ours. It's been five months since the last owner sells this house and finally, someone sold it and it's our new neighbor. I wonder what kind of woman is she. My little boy was excited too. He's looking for another type of cunts and flesh. I'm at the front of her gate when I saw her coming out from her front door. I feel like I saw a Goddess who came down on Earth to let every man kneeled on her.

Rita had finally found peace. Her new home was nothing like the chaos she had left behind. Nestled in a quiet, flower-lined street with cobbled walkways and friendly faces, it was a fresh beginning—soft, calm, and healing. Her neighbors were warm-hearted people who welcomed her with smiles and the occasional warm dish on her doorstep. There was Mrs. Lawson, the elderly woman next door who loved to share garden tips; Noah, the widowed bookstore owner across the street who always waved with a cup of coffee in hand; and Mia and her twin boys, who adored Rita like an aunt.