New York A Novel Novels & Stories

"I've locked myself out of my car, and my cell phone is in it. Can you give me a hand?" "I'd call hospital security, that should be able to open the car for you" "That would be great. Thanks". The man smiled again moving closer, his green eyes feverishly bright. "It's just one of those days, you know?" "Yeah" Dan pulled the cell phone from his pocket, pressing numbers without losing eye contact. There was nothing in the other man's gaze, just an intensity that Dan had seen in another city in another country in what sometimes felt like another lifetime. "Once a day starts badly. It just keeps getting worse," the man said, his muscles tightening, giving his intentions away as he reached beneat

“Could it really be almost spring already? It has been so cold this winter in New York. Worse than any other year. I miss the warmth.” Silje smiled and murmured to herself. When she first came to New York, she was so used to the harsh winter of Norway that she didn’t find New York cold. But it had been many years since she arrived here, and now she craved warm weather. Did she finally become a true New Yorker? Silje grinned at the thought. The light turned green and she walked in her high heels confidently across the crosswalk. She wasn’t paying much attention to her surroundings until she suddenly realized that people around her was turning their heads to look at someone.

Taylor's swift voice singing to 'Welcome to New York' blared from my headphones as I stood in front of the University, New York University! I finally made it! The school of my dreams! I've waited so long to get my application from NYU, it was so bad I'd wake up around midnight to check my email and see if I had gotten an admission letter. After waiting for weeks, I later saw that I had been accepted to study literary studies in NYU much to my parents happiness and now I'm finally here.

I murmured, and then she disappeared. I was fortunate because of Chelsea. She owned an apartment a few blocks away from the office in New York City. She had a car, so I wouldn’t need to worry about transportation because I probably would live in the streets if it weren’t for her. I knew that living in the United States’ largest city wasn’t easy. The cost of living in Manhattan was beyond my savings reach. I had to tighten my budget until I got my first check.

Saying this made Nora understand all what he was saying and the reason why he needed so many securities around him. "I understand now" She said under her breath that If Dominco didn't have his super hearing he wouldn't have heard what she said,going back to looking out the window Nora sighed,she had missed the city of New York,she missed taking the subway to the DE BAUTCHERY HOTEL',she missed serving drinks and all,she missed shaw,missed her little apron,she completely missed her life in New York but still will not trade her moving to new Jersey for anything.

GABRIEL The car slipped into the Manhattan flow, headlights and streetlamps bleeding through the windows like electric veins. New York pulsed with a kind of old blood—older than most realised. Beneath the concrete and glamour, it breathed with wolves and witches and things that didn’t sleep. Priscilla leaned against the window beside me, one hand resting on her lap, the other pressed to the glass as if trying to steady herself against the city’s energy. I could feel it too—its buzz under my skin. But I wasn’t distracted.

This city always welcomes you the same way—loud, rushed, and utterly indifferent to whether you’ve just fallen in love or lost everything. On my first morning back in New York, I didn’t wake up to sunlight streaming through the windows like in Italy. Instead, it was the impatient honking of a yellow cab down below the apartment. Maybe that was the biggest difference between the place we’d just left and the one we were returning to. Life fell right back into its old rhythm. Aaric’s apartment was cold in the mornings, the bitter coffee he brewed half-asleep in the kitchen, and the work desk still cluttered with blueprints he hadn’t touched since the night before our flight.

This place is wonderful! And she was absolutely right. New York City was one of the most populous of the whole world, the flow of money, people and power was very visible there. I looked through the tinted glass of the car, several people of the most different aspects walking from one side to the other glued to their phones as if they lived in an alienated world from each other. Our apartment was located in Manhattan, the economic center of the city. Thanks to Vero's parents, who donated us a comfortable place to live, we'd be very well lodged.

And Alicia took the phone away from her ear for a few moments before putting it back to her ear. "What's wrong?" Alicia looked back at the TV in front of her, her gut feeling again telling her something. "It's very noisy over there. Can you pull over somewhere a little quieter, Nic?" And it seemed that the detective immediately agreed. Alicia could no longer hear the noise that was disturbing her hearing now. Nicholas must have pulled over somewhere else. "A murder that took place in downtown New York," he said breathlessly. "Can you dictate the chronology of the shooting for us?"

I smiled at her warmly. Once the plane landed at the runaway of the private airport in New York, everyone got out and got into the cars. I walked down the stairs. The chauffeur stepped out, holding the door of the Limo open, for me to get in. I climbed inside followed by Nikolai. We were alone in the limo which made me even more nervous. I glanced at him and quickly shifted my eyes outside the window. I stared at the busy streets of New York and was watching the shopping malls and restaurants passing by. A smile made its way up to my lips as I watched all the tall buildings and busy traffic around me. I've never been to new york before. This was my first time.