Novel West Nashville Apartments Novels & Stories

She felt she had brought bad luck to her family for ever being involved with Jacob. “I have a small apartment in the suburb.Though it’s old and small,I can live there for now.Just focus on winning your father’s case,okay?”Nora said. Daphne sniffed and nodded. When Nora was discharged from the hospital,Daphne took her to the apartment she rented after they lost their house. It was a 60-square-meter two bedroom unit that was located in an old,dilapidated apartment complex.The decoration was simple and shabby,a stark contrast to their former comfortable residence.

I waited a beat. Still nothing. Okay. I entered the code, pushed the door open, and stepped inside. The apartment was… stupid. That was the only word my brain could supply. Stupidly nice. Stupidly clean. Stupidly expensive. The entryway opened into a wide living area with floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over Westbridge like the city was a painting someone had commissioned just to match the furniture. A pale gray sectional couch sat perfectly arranged, with throw pillows that looked untouched by human life.

Rachel POV Bella & Rachel's Apartment Time flew by until I only had about an hour before Nathan was going to show up for his overnight stay at the apartment. I stripped the bed in a hurry, glad I wasn't too pregnant yet for household tasks to be a bother. We only had two bedrooms in the apartment, so Nathan would have to take the bed I'd been using; the least I could do would be to ensure he had clean sheets to sleep on. I blushed thinking about how he might catch a hint of lingering arousal on my sheets if I let them remain. I had showered after getting back from Wright House, but just thinking about my time with Tyler was enough to make me weak in the knees. What had gotten into Tyler?

And the fifth. I kept scrolling. Studio in East New York: twenty-two hundred a month, "cozy" (read: claustrophobic), recent bedbug treatment. Room in a shared house in Far Rockaway: nine hundred a month, but the commute would take two and a half hours each way. I closed my eyes. This was fine. This was manageable. I'd survived worse. My phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. Luxury 1BR apartment available for immediate move-in. Upper West Side, 15 min walk to Central Park. Fully furnished, utilities included. $1800/month. Serious inquiries only. Text for details and viewing.

Did he think that going silent on me was going to get a reaction out of me, he was in for a big surprise, though I had to admit I kind of missed him in my bed. The drive wasn't that long, it only took two hours and we were in front of our apartment. Our driver helped us carry our suitcases, I followed them behind as I wheeled one of my suitcases, Nathan unlocked the door to our apartment with a key card. He pushed the door open and leaned casually at the door frame, our driver walked past him with the suitcases as I followed right behind him, Nathan was behaving like the apartment wasn't that good but honestly, it was the nicest place I had ever seen, alpha Matthews had really gone all in wi

Scott drove her to his apartment in the North City. On the way, they talked about Alan. When it came to how he planned to deal with the guy, Scott only gave her a mysterious smile. “You’ll see soon.” Julissa didn’t press. As long as Alan didn’t get off easy, she was happy. As for going too far—she trusted Mr. Nichols’s sense of proportion. By around 9 a.m., they arrived at Scott’s “small” apartment in the North City. Unsurprisingly, the capitalist version of “small” was not at all what she had imagined.

"Elle, my lease is ending soon, and I haven't found a new place yet. Could I crash at your place for a few nights?" After parking in the garage, Noelle checked her messages and frowned. Under normal circumstances, she would have said yes without a moment's hesitation. But after what happened tonight, she was hesitant. Noelle: "I have a small apartment on West Avenue, close to the hospital. Would you be interested in staying there?" Zara: "Sure. Thank you so much, Elle!" Noelle: "No problem."

But no matter how much he tried, he could not mask the disappointment in his tone. "No, he doesn't." I shut the car truck with one hand and said, "He is just not social." My apartment was a one-bedroom apartment on the ninth floor. The rent around this area was outrageous and this was the only one which was fitting in my budget. Natalie and Alexander helped me set up my belongings while the kids were having fun looking around. Ashel, in particular, looked very excited. I shook my head helplessly, no matter how beautiful the outside world is, a wolf would always thrive in their pack.

My teammates hit me with a string of question marks when my hero stood idle and failed to hold the base. Frustrated, I quit the game and opened WhatsApp. The message was from Jacob Zeller, who lived downstairs from me. He was my roommate in college. There were four of us sharing a dorm, and we were pretty tight. While we were interning, we decided to job hunt together and moved into a cheaper apartment to lower our rent. Once everyone had a job, our hours were all over the place, so we each got an apartment to keep from getting in each other's way. We still grab a meal together from time to time.

He closed his laptop, gathered his things, and left the office. The drive across Velmore took forty minutes in evening traffic. Riverside Court turned out to be in the arts district, a converted warehouse building with exposed brick and industrial windows, the kind of place where young professionals and creative types rented loft apartments they couldn't quite afford. Nikolai parked two blocks away out of habit, pulled his baseball cap low, and walked the rest of the way. The building's entrance was unlocked. He took the stairs to the third floor, found apartment 3B at the end of a dimly lit hallway. He knocked twice.