Novel Neighbor Novels & Stories

Rita had finally found peace. Her new home was nothing like the chaos she had left behind. Nestled in a quiet, flower-lined street with cobbled walkways and friendly faces, it was a fresh beginning—soft, calm, and healing. Her neighbors were warm-hearted people who welcomed her with smiles and the occasional warm dish on her doorstep. There was Mrs. Lawson, the elderly woman next door who loved to share garden tips; Noah, the widowed bookstore owner across the street who always waved with a cup of coffee in hand; and Mia and her twin boys, who adored Rita like an aunt.

My best friend insisted I get a professional to check the entire place for spy cameras, so I did. Finally, my life resumed normal once more. I started looking for a new lady roommate. This time, I was much more cautious than before. I no longer want another creepy roommate. Late at night, when all was quiet next door, I finally had the night to myself. "That idiot. If he were to watch the video earlier, he would have realized I'm not a woman." Yes. Yours truly, a man.

“Not playthings. I just love exploring, and the last time I didn't explore enough with you because you were drunk and..” “So, what? Do you want to do it again, so you can explore more? What sort of a man are you? You had a one-night stand with me, left me all alone with a damn note,” she sneezed and then looked back at me like she wasn't done talking. “Then you show up at my school and suddenly you are my boss, like that wasn't enough you show up at my street, the house opposite mine, and we are suddenly neighbors! And now you are telling me to my face that you want to explore more?!!!”

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?”

I couldn't understand why my friend said the man looked familiar, but then I realized it was Joe, my neighbor and Lesley's husband. Sometimes we would travel together, and I would post our group pictures online, so it wasn't surprising that my friend recognized him. Seeing the way they acted around each other, it didn't seem like they had only just gotten close the night before. When did it all start? After they left, I got out of the car and installed surveillance at home, then checked the trash in the bedroom. My fist tightened in anger when I saw what was in there.

I got home but couldn't stop thinking of the lady I met at the mall, who claimed to be my next door neighbor. "Next door neighbor". I murmured to myself How can I have a next door neighbor when I remembered I stayed in an estate with just my order brother, who is this lady and why was are her words ringing in my head.

My baby is my priority now and that will determine whether I will decide to be a single mother for life. Realizing that I am lost in thought, I blink and grab a novel to begin reading when a knock comes on the door. I snap my head backward with a deep frown on my face. Who could that be? No one visits me. The neighbor next door is the only one who knocks on my door apart from the landlady. Could it be about the flower? Did the admirer or lover realize he dropped it off in the wrong place? That must be it, I say within me as I get up from the chair.

The smile that graces her lips makes my heart skip a beat. Maybe I am starting to like my beautiful neighbor. *************************************************************** After having dinner with my father, I have just entered the home, and I have not even turned on the lights when I hear a loud groaning sound coming from outside. Peeking my head outside the door, I watch Ariana carrying shopping bags in both of her hands with an annoyed expression on her face. Quickly, stepping outside, I take bags from her hand. Instead of going to her place, she stomps inside my apartment, leaving me to follow her.

Living in a new place might feel intimidating for anyone, especially me. But living in a new apartment with new neighbors felt even more daunting. I didn’t know how to handle the fact that Amy and I were going to live here in this fancy building. . I did not know what kind of neighbors we were going to have, but I thought that they were much secluded and private than the neighbors in the old apartment. But then again, the tenants in our old apartment were all too busy to help out a lady and a small girl in trouble. They were all nosy at some point when they want to get all up into your business, but once they knew that you need desperate help; they chickened out. Bluck!

From the moment, I enter Aunt Eli’s house. My every move was already looked over by my cousin’s Mae. Why did you took so long in Greg’s house? My cousin’s asked? I smiled at him. “oh my god Kel’s. did you to do it? I nodded as I answered her, stop shouting Aunt might hear us, I said. Is that a new beginning? I smiled , I think so. I hope this will be the Last “ I said” and went t my room.