Novel New York Novels & Stories

I was running late. "it's okay, we'll take care of her," Sam said smiling at me. "Okay bye." I rushed out. "bye!" I heard them call. I took a cab to the company. I was nervous. I adjusted my clothes going into the building. I saw a lady, was she the secretary? I went to her. "hi, I am the new employee. Lily Hayden." I said. "oh... Please go through the elevator." "thank you." I smiled. Then turned around to go to the elevator.

I muttered, shoving my hands deeper into my coat pockets as I dodged a group of teenagers racing past us. Lola, dressed in a thick cream coat with a fur-lined hood, turned to me with a grin that screamed mischief. “Because, dear Alpha, you’ve been moping in your apartment for weeks, and I couldn’t take another one of your broody texts. It’s New Year’s Eve! You’re in New York City! Live a little.” I shot her a dry look. “I don’t brood.” She snorted. “Oh, please. You practically invented it. ‘Lola, the city feels empty.’ ‘Lola, Christmas isn’t the same.’ ‘Lola, I’m not sure the decorations are tasteful enough.’”

Lily Montgomery The taxi door opens, and the cold New York air hits my face like a punch. I pay the driver and step onto the sidewalk, pulling my coat tighter around my body. Winter in the city has always been cruel, but this time it feels even harsher. Maybe it’s because I’m different. Maybe it’s because, this time, I’m alone. People rush past, some immersed in their phones, others lost in their own worlds. Typical. The city’s frantic pace has never changed, but something inside me has. I feel out of place, as if New York is no longer my home. Or maybe it never was.

THE CRAZY NEWBIE CHAPTER 1 ★★★★★ NEW YORK≈9AM RESIDENCE OF THE BLANCOS‘ Adelia came out of the kitchen with a bowl of fries sitting on her hands, she's munching on it as she walked to the dinning room. Dropping it on the table, she noticed a backpack on the couch in the living room. "Wait...she has class by 10, she's still at home?" She asked herself, walking to the living room.

Nando is waiting outside for me with the door open. "Miss prime," he says, and I smile, getting into the car. "Hi Nando, how are you?" I ask as he takes his place in the front of the car to drive us. "I'm good, thank you," he tells me as he focuses on the street in front of us. New York is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. Well, I never really traveled anywhere big, but New York has something about it. The city that never sleeps.

I ran errands and did odd jobs for the orphanage staff till I saved enough money to run away from the hellhole that was supposed to be called my home… I had nowhere to go and nobody to run to but I knew I could not continue living like a rat in an orphanage home. How would a young girl like me fend for herself on the dangerous streets of New York?

New York City, despite all that has made it such a monument to the world, can be considered dirty or too habitual of a place to find the need to go on adventures in. But to Bradley it was everything. The first becomings of a boy turning into a man, the hum and drum of every person on the streets living out a life so uniquely and wonderfully theirs. The universe does not make mistakes when it comes to the lives of the little folk, and New York is the home of these little folk. Every star studded collar and bright eye presenting a unique point of view of the city, no matter the limitations pressed upon them. New York was home, and the fact that it was now the setting of what appeared to be a r

There was no place for unforgiveness. “Do you think the political mayhem triggered the economic breakdown that resulted in the war?” Napoleon asked. “You better ask Isaac about it. Your brother knew everything even before I told you.” “So, Isaac told you about this? And he never even confided in me.” “Isaac shared his knowledge in chaos theory twice.” “A physics concept paired with world war 3?” “He predicted the New World Order in less than six months, and now it is happening." "My brother thinks about the New World Order. What is Harvard teaching my younger brother? Are they nuts?"

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * NEW YORK CITY * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * [ K A R A ] The New York air was cold and unforgiving, a clear reminder that the summer had ended. I never realized how much I didn't like living in New York City. There were no stars at night, just window lights from the skyscrapers. There were no secluded beaches I could run to, just the bodegas at every corner. And most of all, there was no Ryder Jake Williams. Period.

The night moved on, each of them battling their own demons, each seeking, in their own way, a new beginning. The next morning in New York, snow drifted softly through the silent Tuesday air. The sky was heavy with white clouds, and the cold carried a strange promise of renewal, of a blank page waiting to be written. Gabriel stepped out of a taxi just past noon, his gloved hands gripping the handle of his suitcase, his scarf wrapped tight, eyes fixed on the building that was now his new home. There was something magical about it—the city blanketed in snow, the muffled hum of traffic, and the pulse of anticipation in his chest.