Novela Apartment Homes Novels & Stories

”Oh, sure, let me just get the files” And again that music. ”So, there’s one studio..” not it. ”There’s on family apartment, with 4 bedrooms..” not likely. ”And then there are 3 two-bedroom apartments, unfortunately only two of them are in use, because there was this flooding in one of the buildings, upstairs laundry machine broke down..” She begins to explain, but Weston interrupts her. ”Thanks. Could I have the addresses for these 2 bedroom apartments? I’m interested in finding an apartment for my child and I would like to see the neighborhood first, to see if it would work” Weston persuades her.

I grabbed my jacket. "Come on, let's go to the apartment." We soon arrived at the neighborhood. The door to the apartment I had carefully renovated was wide open. Bertha was directing several workers as they carried out the furniture I had bought. She said, "Be careful. Everything's expensive. They'll sell for a lot." When she saw me, she smiled smugly. "Well, well. If it isn't Ms. Shaw. Here you see your unit? Too bad for you. This place belongs to the Carters now."

Marcela stood there, her brown hazel eyes glimmered around the room for a few seconds before they finally set on her daughter. "Marcela?" Della mumbled, she didn't know if this was the part where normal people hugged but instead Marcela pushed Della aside and got inside. Della finally came out of her gaze and closed the door. Marcela glanced around her daughters apartment, a look of disgust couldn't help but surface on her facial features. Adela's home was beautiful, the outside might have been deceiving but that's New York. The inside was very homely and lovely. There were two bedrooms, a larger dining room, kitchen and a spacious balcony that had a beautiful view of New York especially at

I could think of other more enjoyable things we could be doing other than this, but when Daemon gives an order, that is what we do. It only took twenty minutes to get to the apartment block. Ironically, it was one that Daemon's property development company owned. The five-storey building was relatively new, built about five years ago. Each of the units consisted of two double bedrooms. On the ground floor were some little shops, including a small cafe. "Shall we get a coffee before we start?" Adam asked. A new building meant lifts. At least we wouldn't have to climb up and down stairs. We went up to the first floor and knocked on apartment 13. A female opened the door.

Isobel asks concerned. “We need a place to stay. Just for tonight. We will explain everything later” Lilliana says. “Of course. Come, you girls can stay with me” Isobel says leading us to an old sedan. It is a short trip to Isobel’s house. She stays in a small apartment building just down the road from the factory. It is still in the industrial area, so it is mostly surrounded by factories. Since it is a weekend and the factories are closed, there are not many people around. The place looks deserted. The building is run- down and needs a fresh coat of paint. Isobel stays on the second floor. When we enter her apartment, it is a welcome contrast to the outside of the apartment block. Her apar

They're both the best. Dad pulls the car up outside the apartments where Zoe and I live. It's not a high rise, we both wanted something that was more cute and cosy looking and found this area. The block is only four flights high with just twenty individual apartments in it. The building is made of brick and glass and each apartment has its own separate balcony, we all have trellis dividers and on ours we have an array of plants climbing up it with some small planters hanging off. I've adorned ours with fairy lights, a lot of fairy lights. And the thought of sitting on it with a glass of wine before crashing out early is appealing. Zoe no doubt will fire a million questions at me and wonder w

We'll need a security manager and a marketing manager too, you know. The drive to the new apartment was filled with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. As they navigated the streets, each of them was lost in their thoughts, contemplating the significant changes that were about to take place in their lives. Upon arriving at the apartment, Peyton helped Carver out of the SUV. The apartment building loomed large and modern, its architecture sleek and imposing. Carver looked up at it, a sense of hope mingling with his apprehension. The apartment itself was spacious and well-lit, with large windows offering a stunning view of Central Park. The reading nook that Ava had fallen in love with was

Whatever you want today, you'll get. "You're the best, Mommy!" Nathan planted a big kiss on her cheek. She was so much better than the housewife at home! - After lunch, it was time to check out the new place. Evelyn still had homework, so Amelia called Claire to come and pick her up, taking her back to the villa. The new apartment was located in a good school district, featuring a two-bedroom unit with approximately 500 square feet of space, conveniently close to the kindergarten, Institute 511, and Nova Nine Technologies. Whether it was dropping off Evelyn or commuting to work, the location was perfect.

Noah. "We have available places now." He reported. "Alright, I'll be with you in a short while. Send me the address." Soon after, I left the office to where Mr. Noah was for a meeting. Then he had me drive down to Kimberley Royal Palace, one of the most expensive apartment complexes in RiverBrook and the whole of Avalon. He took me on a tour of the apartment and it was spacious enough like I wanted. With three big bedrooms, a big living room, dining room, kitchen and a bar. The apartment complex had a well equipped gym, playground for children, a clinic and pharmacy.