Novel Neighbor Novels & Stories

On the way up, he sent Nina a message, asking why she hadn’t been home these past few days and whether she knew someone had moved in next door. Nina replied almost right away. “Lucas, a friend of mine came to Jasper City, and I’ve been job-hunting downtown these past few days, so I’m staying at her place for now. “A new neighbor moved in next door? I didn’t know. I haven’t been back in a while. “My new job is looking pretty promising. Once I get the offer, dinner’s on me!” Nina’s messages all sounded normal. It didn’t seem like anything had happened to her.

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.

"Look at you, talk your defense away. She told me that she could not wait, and well , tomorrow is another day. But you know. . . “ she said looking at me as some weird ideas began to cook up in my grandmother ‘s head “... instead of waiting on a stranger , why don't you visit our new neighbor here, I'm sure you will take to his liking just like I have done and he is closer to us . What do you say? " "I say that I don't need you to set me up with our neighbor, I am sure you remember that we were just contemplating about his family, we cannot be sure if he has a family or not . And Grandmama, our neighbor is a stranger too. We do not know him from anywhere! He could be a serial killer for all

"You are never going to tell me about the neighbor nextdoor, right? Don't think I don't have my eyes on you, kid." Believe me I didn't see that coming. I felt warmness creep up my cheeks as it always did whenever thought of Emem crossed my mind. Noticing the intent gaze my mother was giving me, I covered it up. "By the neighbor nextdoor you mean the slim dark girl?" I pretended not to understand, "what happened to her and why should I tell you about her? She's your neighbor too. You could just walk up there and do the enquiries." "Don't act like you have no idea what I'm talking about." She said.

Its been a whole week of silence and I was ready to end it. “Are you the new neighbor?” said T.K who just returned from work. “Yes I am.” replied the new neighbor whose voice rang a bell. I looked up and our eyes met. I was puzzled and began shivering all over. I got up and ran all the way to the bar. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. “Mother, Mother.” I was screaming while approaching the bar. She came out with a bottle of whisky, placed it on a customer’s table and stared at me in confusion. “Fetty what is it? Where are your younger ones? Hope all is well.” She said while shaking me all up. “They are all fine.” I said while gasping for breath. I held her hand and took her by the co

Again, Sophie's eyes communicated with Joyce so intensely that if the other two were watching them, they would have noticed. “It's not that cute,” Sophie closed her eyes to imagine the lies she was about to tell. She needed the scenes to play out in her head as she told them. “Well, we went out for that event and when I came back, I realized that I had a new neighbor. You know how top-tier that particular floor is? Guys, it's very expensive and shit and I know how much struggle I went through before I could get one of the top apartments in the place.” She heaved a sigh.

My mouth filled with water, thinking when I noticed the bulge in his shorts. A terrible heat took over my body, and even though I wanted to avoid it by taking a cold shower, I could not. It was stronger than me. When I realized, there I was, once again touching myself and thinking about my hot neighbor. But none of this topped the way he treated me after saving me. I never thought that my pimp neighbor, who throws parties and fills his house with women, would be so helpful that he would not even allow me to get an ice pack to make a lousy compress.

The hope of friendship still lingers in my mind. Despite my struggling life with my roommate my new novel gained momentum, which was focusing on the lives of wealthy individuals, I found myself caught up in the writing process. My editor, Henry, was pleased with my work, and it felt great. My new novel is based on my current situation. But picturing Haze to be more sweet, extraverted, and delicate. Each morning, I would wake up and head to the private gym in the apartment building that I had discovered a few weeks ago. Haze never mentioned its existence, and when I asked her about it, she simply shrugged and said, "You never asked," with an indifferent expression.

I left the door ajar and walking back to the living she was at the door talking to someone with smiles on her face. A shiver ran through my blood bringing back the memory of Adrain the day he came over to threaten me. My feet felt wobbly so I leaned at the wall for support. Mother turns and beckons to me with a wink "We have a new next door neighbor. Come say hi." Matthew pecked my cheek the second he saw me at the living room and go back to his computer games. The house feels like a dream come true indeed. "I'm not interested. I'll be in my room." I tried to shut down any interaction with any bloody neighbor. People aren't my favorite sport.

The next morning, as Trent stood in front of the kitchen window drinking his coffee, he debated whether or not to close the blinds. He looked across the yard towards his neighbor’s house. It appeared empty. With a small shrug, he decided to keep the blinds as they were. She had probably got bored of watching him at that point. He was something new. Trent understood that, just as he knew he wasn’t the most exciting person.