New York: The Novel Novels & Stories

“As much as I would like you around, the second season of Laundry Heist wouldn’t watch itself, so off you go” “I’ll text you whatever the outcome is” “Sure, just try not to bathe him with your wine before he starts talking” Camila joked then opened the door. “That will happen if he deserves it” Joan pointed. “Text me when it happens, I want full deets” Camila winked then waved Joan one final by before shutting her door. “Finally, some time to myself” … The taxi stopped in front of ‘De’Luor L’Amour’ restaurant after about twenty minutes of driving, she wasn’t too familiar with this environment mainly because she never bothered about going on outings or hanging out with some elite friends she

"As long as we're where Cynthia wants us when she wants us there. And as long as Dave doesn't start a manhunt for us through Manhattan." "I'll leave a clear trail of credit card charges for him," grinned Sy. "Never fear." I pulled on a comfy floral goddess dress, which left my shoulders bare for the summer sun to kiss as we walked. The summer day outside, though, was putrid: New York in summer smelled very different from London. New York was far more stale in the heat as we stepped outside. A perfume of warm garbage and sweat and concrete brushed my nose, and I suddenly found the idea of luxuriating in the summer sun fairly ridiculous. I was already eager, quite unlike myself, to be back ind

Nando is waiting outside for me with the door open. "Miss prime," he says, and I smile, getting into the car. "Hi Nando, how are you?" I ask as he takes his place in the front of the car to drive us. "I'm good, thank you," he tells me as he focuses on the street in front of us. New York is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. Well, I never really traveled anywhere big, but New York has something about it. The city that never sleeps.

Eager to immerse herself in the fast-paced business environment of the Big Apple, Luna eagerly accepted the invitation and embarked on her journey to the city that never sleeps. Upon her arrival, Luna was immediately captivated by the iconic skyline of New York City. The towering skyscrapers, such as the Empire State Building and One World Trade Center, symbolized the city's ambition and drive. The streets were alive with a constant flurry of activity, as people from all walks of life hurriedly went about their day.

"Do you need help? You must not have treated your wound." Alessia chuckled softly then shook her head. "I think that would be even more of a reason to get Alby to fire you if he found out." Edgar just nodded in understanding. "Where are you headed?" "My apartment." After that their car split the streets of New York. Known as the city that never sleeps, the streets of New York are never free from passing vehicles.

Hours of sleeping, tolerating Finn's comments about how America was an unfair and racist nation, hours of listening to Carmen of how she would find an American boyfriend, had paid off when they arrived in New York. And as immediate as a cab drove them off from the airport, Ruby had a sense of deja Vu. The street lights, the skycrapers, the hustle and bustle of the city calling her like how a moth was drawn to a flame. She had been there, she couldn't remember but she felt she had been there often. New York was nothing like Queenstown or generally nothing like New Zealand. There was the slow traffic, a lot of people loitering around, the so many wonderful lights, the cab drivers shouting at o

I looked out of the window, as the car drove slowly in the busy street of New York City. Even due, it has been a few weeks after the New year celebrations but it still seems we are still celebrating the new year. It was already getting dark and it was snowing. Still clad in my work cloth but this time my black jacket covered my blouse. This city is always busy, unlike London. Which was Cool I couldn't help but remember what Mrs Gamma said in the office. I was never supposed to attract attention. I wanted to give my best in the company but my intention was never to bring unmistakable attention to myself.

Freda’s POV The streets of New York were still buzzing with people who commute every day. The city never sleeps and even with a bounty on my head, it was great to take time off to witness the city by myself. It was the best time of my life, to go out there and live. Even if it was just for a few months. The pack and the clan are situated in the quietest place, far ahead in Manhattan. Where the acres of lands, regions, and territory were still very eminent. I wanted to know how they got separated from the humans but it was another story I wasn't ready to get into yet. From Manhattan, it was only a few minutes before we got to New York City. We walked through the mass of people, commuting but

And I can't bear seeing them debating because of me. Their debates only stopped when I did not finish my meal and rushed back to my room. This time, I locked the door to make sure none of them could follow me. To ease off my utter regrets, I solemnly grabbed my seat at my table and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. And my letter goes like this; "Dear Nathalie; New York City has been a wonderful place so far. Several towering buildings are implanted on top of the crust. Your cemented streets are always busy with those moving vehicles. Aside from that, I met the first human who is not on my list.

I stuffed the last piece of clothing into the suitcase and snapped it shut, then I looked around the apartment. Having lived here for five years, my presence was everywhere, from the paintings on the walls to the throw pillows on the couch and the plants on the balcony. Now, those very details felt like a cruel joke. I wheeled my suitcase toward the living room and paused to look at the calendar. New Year’s Day was tomorrow. A fresh start and a brand-new year. Without hesitation, I reached for my phone and reserved a seat on the first high-speed train heading to Cedar Hollow, my hometown.