Nicky Hello Neighbor Novels & Stories

She tilts her head innocently, though I suspect that her grabbing my hand was no mistake. The vision I had from her felt different, though, like it wasn't old and dusty. It felt fresh, new. As if it isn't the past. Had I just seen a glimpse of Eamonn's future? "I'm Jayden," They shake, "Looks like we'll be neighbors." Nancy nods and looks up at the apartment, "Yes, seems so. I apologize in advance for the noise. I two young ones that are quite noisy."

I asked from behind the door, observing her closely through the peephole. "Oh, hi! My name is Anne, and I'm your next-door neighbor," she responded with a warm smile. "I noticed there was a new neighbor, and I just wanted to say hi. I'll leave now," she uttered, turning to depart. However, I stopped her as I opened the door. I yearned for a friend, and I didn't mind getting to know my neighbor better. "Hi, Anne. I'm Timbre. Nice to meet you," I said, stepping outside and closing the door behind me.

The face that faced me was an older version of Dominic. My god. I was a gone girl, now I was seeing him In total strangers. “I'm sorry if I woke you up. My name is Nick, I live not far from here.” I had a neighbour? My heart started beating in my chest. The last time we had been here, there had been no soul nearby. What if this guy was one of Dominic's enemies. How had I put myself in such an awful position? “Nice to meet you, Nick. It's always nice to know there are neighbours around, close by.” I said with calm I did not feel. He didn't know me and I didn't him. I wasn't going to show him how frightened I was.

“Know him how?” “Well, you know who he is.” “Sofi, I swear, if you make me play this guessing game, I’m hanging up.” I pressed my lips together, holding back a laugh. “Archie Garland.” Silence. “Maddie?” Nothing. “Hello? Did the call—?” A scream pierced my eardrums. “TELL ME YOU’RE NOT KIDDING! I SWEAR TO GOD, SOFI, IF THIS IS A JOKE, I WILL KILL YOU! ARCHIE GARLAND! HOW THE HELL IS ARCHIE GARLAND YOUR NEIGHBOR?”

Paying no mind to the intimidating guards, she rushed inside. Her eyes quickly scanned the room until she spotted Melissa. "Melissa!" Nicky exclaimed, visibly relieved. "Yeah, what's wrong?" Melissa asked, perplexed by her friend's urgency. "What's wrong? You scared me! I thought something had happened. Who the heck are those guys outside?" Nicky's worry and curiosity mingled in her voice. Flashing a smile, Tony chimed in, "Oh, those are my guys. I apologize if they startled you." Only then did Nicky notice that Melissa wasn't alone; there was Ryan, their new neighbor, and an intriguing stranger.

gasp as he presses me against him, and I laugh, squirming out of his arms. - Stop! I scold in a whisper as I nervously glance at the two-story house behind me. “We don't have privacy anymore. He smiled. “My dad's still at work, love. He doesn't arrive until five in the afternoon. Oh. Well, at least something good. I look up and down the neighborhood, and I see house after house, curtains open and children playing here and there. It's not like in apartments where everyone sees your life but doesn't care because you're just passing through and won't be around long enough for anyone to think you deserve their attention. Here, in a real neighborhood, people invest their time in their neighbors.

Just before she got to the door, she thought she could hear Veronica Moulton's voice. That wasn't unusual, really, because Veronica was their neighbor and pretty much her second-best friend. Veronica and her husband Nicki were good friends and would hang out with Chloe and Jon. Nicki worked in the Tech department and would often have lunch with Chloe. She had never had any qualms with Veronica hanging out with Jonathan, just the two of them. Never seemed to be any reason to second guess if Veronica's husband Nicki was staying late at the office working on system upgrades or something.

"I'm not really in the mood to talk to you. Right now, all I want is for my food to come so I can get back into bed. I'm not interested in talking to you." Slowly, Nick nodded. "All right, neighbor." He smiled. "You are the first person who has ever turned me down." Jessica furrowed her brows. "Well, get used to it." She smashed her door in his face as she walked back to the couch. What was taking so long with the food? She pondered.

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?”

Most people might feel embarrassed by having their neighbor turn up in the night to ask them to quiet down, but he didn't let it stop him one bit. My only remaining option was to call my mom and vent. "The house is fine Mommy, but my neighbor's a satyriasis." There was confused silence from the other end of the line. "Your neighbor's a what, sweetie?" "He's like a rabbit. I can hear him going at it from dusk till dawn. My nerves are shredded. If you don't believe me, come listen for yourself." I made sure to sound despondent. In truth, I'd been wanting to redecorate for a while and this seemed like the perfect excuse.