Next To Never Novels & Stories

I wondered. I walked slowly towards the window with my arms wrapped around me. I grabbed the window handles to pull them back to close it but I stopped midway when I noticed the lights next door. Who could that be? The house beside us was empty for over a year. I squinted and could actually see the inside of the room through the window adjoining mine. Like seriously, I could strangle the guy who constructed these houses like that. So damn close! Anyway, we finally got some new neighbours. What an odd time to move in though, I couldn't help but think. I just hope they would be nice. My parents could have some pals.

Instead of a ring, an automated mechanical voice spoke: "The number you have reached is currently unavailable." He was blocked! The only reason he had gotten through the last time was because he had used an alternate, rarely used line. After the initial shock faded, Marco let out a sharp, angry laugh. Her temper was truly getting out of hand. Sophie walked in, cradling a stack of documents. "Don, a new café just opened next door. Will you come check it out with me?" Marco shot her a frosty look, his irritation boiling over. "Do I look like I have nothing better to do? Did the company hire you just to waste time on the clock?"

"I'm done listening. Leave. I don't want to see you again." But Bradley stepped closer, eyes locked on mine. "What did he mean by 'losing another baby' last night?"

I went to the nearest seaside and just sit on the sand watching the waves come and go. My secretary messaged me that my sister.is asking for me but I didn't.reply. I stand up and drive back to the city. I went to a bar to chill out. I needed this. My mind need this so that atleast for a moment I will forget about Melo and about what I feel. "One bottle of Margarita please." I gulped it then it was followed by one more and another one. I was about to drink another shot when someone pulled me outside. I was literally dragged while holding the shotting glass.

There is a re-run of a baseball game on the television and I manage to concetrate on that for a while. "I heard he's a judge or something," Finally I give in and look at the guy they are talking about. "Doesn't look like one," the friend says in disapproval. He catches me looking at him. He doesn't look away. I find comfort in his state of being, maybe it is because I find it familiar. "What's this place called?" I ask out loud. "Midnight Bar," the guy next to me says. "Not the club, the place," he looks confused. "Greencity," his friend answers.

A crowd pressed close near a makeshift bar, drinks flowing freely, everyone buzzing with the particular electricity of people who liked living somewhere just outside the law. I scanned the room for Jack or Leo, weaving through clusters of people who all seemed to know each other in ways I definitely didn't. I never found him. What I found instead, near a raised platform at the back overlooking the whole floor, was Renato. He sat sprawled across a leather booth, shirt half open, one arm draped loose around a woman in something barely qualifying as clothing. She was practically in his lap, fingers trailing along his jaw, and his mouth curved into that same easy smile I'd felt aimed at me less

Neve looks still devastated by what she experienced. "Money has blinded your father," Sean said. He sympathized enough to hear that. "Where's your apartment?" Sean asked after feeling the journey was quite far. "There, close to the Mayo Clinic," Neve replied. "It's quite far from the company." "Yeah, it can't be helped, that's the affordable one, I'm fine anyway." Neve does look grown up now. That's Sean's opinion. Aww Post Sean immediately refused when he heard Neve grimacing while holding her stomach.

It was clearly out of place in the old barn, but if I had to guess, I’d say parents got smart and realized that if their kids were going to party out there, they would make it semi safe. Empty beer cans littered the floor of the stairs, a bra hung from the end railing. The second floor was darker than the bottom where lights hung. Couples swayed to the slow music, oblivious to anything outside of themselves. It didn’t take long to find Neveah because of her clothes. Just in the twenty seconds it took me to get to her, three guys had zeroed in on her. My body hummed at the threat of anyone touching her except me. And she wasn’t even mine—or palpable.

we said at the same time,we finally looked up at each other. Oh, no, it’s the guy next door, he’s attending this college? 😍 Alexander’s P.o.v😍 I looked up at the person i bumped and it was my neighbor but she had a different color of eyes. “Why are you starring at me like that?” She asked as she packed her books. I tried to help her but she smacked my hand off. “Am just trying to help you” “I don’t need your help, it’s bad enough that you are blind” She said and stood up.

When Amelie spoke, she kept staring at Brendan. Although he never looked at her more than once, his manners and appearance were excellent. She was itching to win his heart. Naturally, Deirdre didn't know what was happening at the dinner table as she couldn't see. Still, she was eager to gather more information about Southedge. She inquired, "Isn't Southedge situated opposite Neve? Have you ever heard of Neve?" Amelie leaned on the sofa. "Because my boyfriend and I like to explore, we go around various places. Recently, we have been thinking about going to Neve, so we learned about it in advance."