Novel Apartments Phoenix Novels & Stories

Thankfully, the drive from the hotel to Foxtail Garden was less than five minutes long, so it was not too hard to bear. The car stopped before a building. "It’s here." Dylan got out of the car first. "Floors 18 and 19 are mine. If you want to rent, you can take Floor 19." This building contained huge, penthouse-grade apartments. It was the type that had an elevator opening directly into the apartment. They headed to Floor 19 first. The apartment was nicely renovated and had a minimalistic air to it. But it was clear that Dylan’s furniture was of higher quality than most minimalistic-type furniture.

He helped move my few boxes from Oakland into the new Pacific Heights apartment. Designed as a mother-in-law suite, the large condo shares the top floor of the apartment building with a penthouse condo. My little home may be less than five hundred square feet, but it's on the San Francisco Peninsula for $1,000 a month rent. I'd sleep in a closet for those credentials.

I knew we’d always be close. The apartment building was nothing like what I was used to. It towered above the streets, a sleek glass structure that seemed to touch the sky. The lobby was polished marble, with soft lighting that made the whole place feel expensive — almost intimidating. But I reminded myself this wasn’t about luxury. This was about starting over — about giving Chase a better life. I held Chase’s hand tightly as we rode the elevator to the 15th floor. Each floor had its own long hallway, lined with identical dark brown doors. My apartment — 15B — was near the end.

She was extremely angry about it, but she stayed silent. In an hour, they reached the place riding Nicholas’s car. The building was 18 floors tall, and the apartment was on the 9th. It was around 150 square miles, a very ideal home. Alex furrowed his eyebrows upon seeing the interior of the apartment. It wasn’t because it was too rundown, but on the contrary—it just looked absolutely amazing. The interior design was extraordinary. It had everything that they needed as well. Nicholas was right, anyone could just move in.

Whatever you want today, you'll get. "You're the best, Mommy!" Nathan planted a big kiss on her cheek. She was so much better than the housewife at home! - After lunch, it was time to check out the new place. Evelyn still had homework, so Amelia called Claire to come and pick her up, taking her back to the villa. The new apartment was located in a good school district, featuring a two-bedroom unit with approximately 500 square feet of space, conveniently close to the kindergarten, Institute 511, and Nova Nine Technologies. Whether it was dropping off Evelyn or commuting to work, the location was perfect.

I was damn glad to be out of the truck and getting away from Noah when we arrived at the new apartment building. The place was brand new, massive and luxurious, fifty stories high, a hot spot for the uber-wealthy, and we were damn lucky to have claimed one of the five hundred units. It took us all afternoon and into the evening to move our belongings from the underground parking lot up to our unit on the thirty-fifth floor of the building. By then, every one of us was exhausted, and we still hadn’t gotten anything unpacked, with boxes everywhere in the open-plan living area, across the hallway, and upstairs where most of our bedrooms were.

Since he insisted; Let’s see what I find behind door number two, Jesse. The luxury apartment complex listed on my EX’s background report is absolutely stunning. Orchid Run Apartments Tall, beige buildings topped off with cherry red roofing and black accents around the trim and windows. A glittering pool occupied by a large group of people was located far enough within the complex for privacy, but close enough to catch a glimpse. Inconspicuous, I never would have guessed Jesse lived somewhere like this. Especially since he ‘abhorred’ apartments. What else are you lying about, asshole?

I wanted to get Jax a good apartment before I planned on going home, then tell Adley that I found my son. We started apartment hunting after breakfast. The first apartment we found was okay, but the room was too small. The next we checked out, the entrance didn’t look secure. “This looks way out of my reach. Two rooms are okay, and this—” “Has three rooms, three baths, kitchen, spacious living room, and there’s a pool for kids, and a playground at the back,” the tenant said. “Jax, how do you like this apartment?” Jax was seemingly asking for his mother’s approval.

Brooke announced, parking the car in an empty parking lot, and we got down. Before us, on a huge board was written in bold letters 'Myers Commons Apartments- a senior living community'. While Brooke called the owner, I took a glance around. It was quite peaceful with separate apartments, each containing a patio and open spaces at the front. I could even spot a library, drug store and grocery shops nearby. This was only half an hour away from my place. A smile spread over my lips as I could see the buds of my hope blooming into full-blossomed flowers.

So what I had in the other house, I simply sold and donated, keeping only what I needed. “A pleasure, I’m Hoscar” greeted the doorman smiling. “A pleasure, Luke Yunan” I replied back, received the key and was escorted to my apartment. The building was huge, with about 60 floors. Apartments with three bedrooms, very modern, the condominium also had a swimming pool, gym, sauna and an events room. Despite living alone, I loved big apartments because I wanted space. There were two large apartments per floor. Standing in front of my apartment door, I looked back and saw the other apartment.