Novel West Nashville Apartments Novels & Stories

However, the trip went well, and now she's staying in a good apartment. Tabitha gazed out to the wide window and was pleased to see the tree growing between her garage apartment and the owner's house, Linda Jones. The owner is like a goddess of help for her. Tabitha arrived in Madisonville when the summer term was over and was lucky enough to rent the apartment garage that two years before had rent by workers in the small town. The apartment, which consists of two bedrooms, a sitting room, a kitchen, and a bathroom, is quite spacious.

“Great. We’ve a deal. We make good partners, Champ.” Nate smiled, nodding in agreement. Nick led him into the living room. He ordered one of the maids to get Nate some ice cream. Once Nate was settled, Nick went to search for Nita. This particular apartment wasn’t big and has only three bedrooms. So, it was easy to locate Nita in one of the bedroom. She sat opposite her laptop, but immediately she heard the sound of the door, she quickly closed it. She turned towards Nick with a narrowed gaze, “What are you planning, Nick?”

NORA The apartment smelled like fresh paint and money. Not the cheap kind I was used to—the kind that came from a spray can in a dollar store—but real paint, the expensive low-VOC stuff rich people used so they wouldn’t get headaches. I stood in the middle of the living room with the key still warm in my palm, staring at the floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the river. Two bedrooms. A kitchen with appliances that actually worked. Furniture that didn’t come from a thrift store.

Her arthritis has taken a toll on her. "I suppose we should atleast unpack the essentials Nat?" "Not today Mum,surely you've had a lot of excitement for the day.Just give it a rest." Natalia's mother nodded like child. We quickly made our way to our apartment. It was huge and beautiful,luxurious yet homey.I wonder who lived before us?It had three bedroom, main hall connected to a spacious kitchen and three separate washroom.While Mr.Grayson gave us a tour to our new 'Home'.

Nathan didn't react, didn't even offer to help. She steadied herself against the desk, took a moment to recover, then followed him. The Riverside Gardens apartment. The luxury penthouse she'd always dreamed of. Originally meant to be Hannah and Nathan's marital home. Now it would be hers. Thinking this made the physical pain seem worthwhile. At Riverside Gardens, Nathan remained expressionless while Nina admired everything. She couldn't help but admire Hannah's taste as a designer. The aesthetics were perfect. She turned to Nathan eagerly: "When can we move in? The contractors said they used all eco-friendly materials, so we should be able to move in soon, right?"

But since the apartment was furnished, I could always give up this one and put everything into storage, and then rent another one when I came back in town. I nodded, unwilling to say more. “Yes. Our leases are month-to-month, anyway,” Richard said as a gleam lit his eyes. “We have a lot of musicians here in Nashville.” I laughed. “I’d bet you do.” He shrugged. “They come out of the woodwork.” I chuckled, nodding in agreement. “Come on,” Richard said, already heading toward the door. “Let’s go sign the lease

They had heard that their young lady was looking for someone in Apartment 2502 at Building Eight, Unit Two. The guard gestured and said, "Right this way, please." Abigail knew that the fancy apartments by the river, for which Hayshiport was famous, were pricey; she had rented two of them. She aspired to provide the best for Nathan, formerly a key figure at Zane Corporation, now sidelined by injury. Abigail was firm in her belief that Nathan, having endured so much, deserved a comfortable and spacious house. Determined to earn enough money to take care of Nathan, Abigail felt confident in her job, which paid enough to support her household and pay their helpers, Susanna and Paxton.

Did Nathan Synclair just ask me to move in with him? Well…technically he didn’t ask. He just parked the car in the parking of his apartment building and declared that I was moving in. "It's a good thing I'm not asking then," Nate replied smugly as he turned off the ignition. I've only been here once, but a building this grand can be pretty hard to forget. The grand entrance hall, the elegant stairs and the huge spacious apartments. There were 21 floors in this complex, each floor belonging to a different business tycoon. Nate lived on the ninth floor and the view of the city was grand from his balcony.

“I thought so. Now buckle up and let’s get out of here. I can’t wait to show you my place.” -- “That may be the biggest bed I have ever seen.” Nina laughed. “It just looks big because the room is small. Yours is probably the same size, it’s just in the middle of that enormous suite.” Her new apartment was in a nice building, nothing too fancy but newly renovated and very clean. Her one-bedroom unit was on the ninth floor, accessible by an elevator from the lobby, and she had a teeny tiny balcony with a gorgeous view of the downtown skyline. “Speaking of the palace. You have to come by sometime and see my new home office set-up I was telling you about. It’s super cute.”

JANICE My finger hovered over the “Confirm Payment” button on the laptop screen. Finally, I’d gotten an apartment in Asheville that was perfect for all members of the family. Two bedrooms, a small garden for Bandit since that was needed, and a quiet neighborhood with other children around Nancy’s age. I had negotiated the rent down, paid the deposit, and was now one click away from making it official. One click away from a new life. I can protect you. We can protect you.