Novel Neighbor Novels & Stories

Jacob knew this woman well, his next-door neighbour, otherwise known to him as 'that hot MILF next door'. "No? I see." She continued, taking Jacob's stunned silence as a response, "Well... Hi, I'm Mrs Harper. I'm your neighbour from next door. But I guess you already recognised me." Jacob stood awkwardly, unable to speak while his mind internally screamed to start working. "I promised your mother that I'd return this book. Do you mind if I come in?" Mrs Harper chuckled awkwardly as she waved a book at Jacob. "Yes!" Jacob exclaimed in agreement, albeit louder than he expected to, "Yes... Yeah, I know you, Hi"

He had enough people in his life to talk to, he didn’t need another one. “Talked to who?” The fourth member of their group arrived taking the seat beside Declan. Mason looked over at Jonathon and sighed. He would have to recite the whole story again, hopefully without interruption this time. “Okay, I’m only going to say this once so listen up and no interrupting.” He waited for their nods. They were used to his quirks, which was why they were still his friends and the only people he socialized with. “I have a new neighbor, her name is Lisa. She works at night, well, I assume she’s working. The gist of it is that she is a nocturnalist, like me—” He shot Declan a narrow glare when he opened hi

I hadn't planned on meeting anyone today, least of all, a stranger at my door. "Hello neighbor, " she said, waving, her voice light and friendly. "I’m Lena, your neighbor. I stay just down the hall. I saw you move in just last week and thought I'd stop by to say hello and maybe introduce myself. I hope I’m not interrupting anything."

"We're even. Sort of." "Sort of?" "I'm still deciding on 'even.' Might need a second punch to fully commit." "Absolutely not." I rubbed my jaw, wincing. "Get in here before you decide you need a third." He stepped inside, glancing around my new apartment with open curiosity, and by the time we settled at the kitchen table with the food I'd actually managed not to burn this time, most of the earlier tension had melted into something easier, more familiar, the specific comfortable rhythm we'd built over years of exactly this kind of friendship.

It's the same sick feeling I'd had last night when I'd tried so hard not to look at him. Nausea. Nadia is still talking. I catch only fragments. “...and you know how it goes. You're still on house arrest.” I nod as though I've been listening. “Oh, and you have a neighbor.” My attention sharpens. A neighbor? That pulls me out of the dark place. Excitement stirs. A neighbor means someone to talk to. They might even become a friend. Maybe I won't be completely alone here. Nadia soon leaves, and I wander toward the balcony to wait. Then I stop at the sight.

She was barely stepping out of the elevator when— “Lena!” Suzy. Her neighbor. Before Lena could even react, Suzy bumped into her slightly. “Woah… I’m sorry!” Suzy said quickly, then immediately broke into a giggle like nothing had happened. Lena narrowed her eyes slightly. “What’s making you feel this way?” Suzy leaned closer like she was about to share state secrets. “We have a new neighbor.” Lena blinked. “So?” Suzy’s eyes widened. “And Lena…” She paused dramatically.

Her once-rounded belly had shrunk, and her eyes hollowed with sickly pallor. Suddenly, I remembered that long-lost Ragdoll cat. “What are you here for? “Julian must have told you. The apartment next door that he gave you was purchased with marital assets. It’s now been awarded to me. “You have no right to stay there anymore.” Ivy’s eyes no longer held their former superiority or defiance. She knelt before me and pleaded. “Clara, please don’t misunderstand! I’m not here to cause trouble. I’m here begging for help!

SHAYLE Oh my god. He actually recognized me. The shock hit me as I blinked at him, heat crawling up my neck, and for a moment my tongue glued itself to the roof of my mouth. “Uh… I’m your neighbor,” I stammered out, clearing my throat way too late. “Next door.”

I mumbled, feeling lost in thoughts. We are quiet for a while until he opens his mouth again. The things he spews has be clenching my fists. “I have a best friend now. Just like you and Uncle Gabe have Uncle Travis as your best friend” he begins. “That’s good” I was in no mood to chat. My mood was soured. Noah didn't seem to get the hint though. He kept talking. “His name is Gunner and he is our new neighbor. They moved in about a week ago”

She was unaware of the man standing on the stoop next to theirs watching them. Hank had seen the new neighbor and wanted to make sure that he saw a loving couple. “I say we go watch that new movie on A****n.” “OK.” She replied back with a smile. They finished their way to the door and went inside. Neo watched them but didn’t buy the act. He knew what was going on. That guy might have the police department fooled, but not everyone bought his story. Bunny had suspicions and when the apartment next door became available, Neo moved in.