Number Neighbor Novels & Stories

Now that I can settle with. We stumbled inside the elevator and I slowly shook her awake. "What's floor to your apartment?" She grins back with her eyes still closed. "I don't know........10 maybe......oh yes! It's on the tenth floor." I pressed the tenth button and the doors closed. She starts laughing and I glanced at her with confusion. "Did you know.......that um....Tom Holland was my neighbor? He rent out an apartment here just for a day. Can you believe it?"

Sure enough, those who were favored felt the proudest. Sandra seemed to recall something and said, "By the way, someone was moving into the house opposite yours earlier today. Looks like you'll be having a new neighbor soon." "Oh." The condominium Chelsey lived in had two units per floor and two elevators per unit. There was actually little opportunity to bump into one's neighbors. But having neighbors was better than none. Chelsey's phone suddenly rang. She didn't know who the caller was. She pressed 'answer' and asked, "Who is this?"

I choose this place because it's just fifteen minutes walk to my office, and has excellent security and view, including complete amenities. The fact that I only have one neighbour is a major plus since I'm not a friendly person to make small conversations every time we bump onto each other. Though I've only met my neighbour twice since I moved here because they live in Canada. This apartment is just a place in case they're in town to meet their daughter who's studying here. My jaw drops the moment he jabs his finger on the digital lock of the main door, which a second later he pushes it open making me gasp in shock.

I was laying down on my bed, checking my phone when I heard my mom call me from downstairs. "Yeah mom?" I asked not moving from the bed. "There are new neighbours in our neighbourhood. Come on down, I want you to meet this guy. He says, he goes to the same school as you. He is is your age too. Just come down, I think you'll love to meet him." I rolled my eyes. New neighbor? Same school? Who else could it be? Damien puts a check to both of them.

Ghosts Don’t Stay Gone The call came just after midnight. Adrian had been half asleep, the city outside her bedroom window reduced to distant lights and movement she no longer needed to monitor. Her phone vibrating on the nightstand pulled her fully awake, instinct kicking in before irritation could. She didn’t recognize the number. That alone was enough to make her sit up. Most people who had access to her knew better than to call this late. The few who didn’t were usually filtered out quickly by assistants, schedules, or security. An unknown number meant someone had either bypassed those layers or never respected them to begin with.

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.

“What? Do you actually think you lost out? “You’ve met these ladies. You’re clearly out of their league. “The idea of this whole thing started because they couldn’t leave the place. “If you can’t cut it, quit now.” The residents couldn’t leave the place. It sank in right there and then how things didn’t add up in the neighborhood. I had never come across male residents around the area, nor were the residents ever seen leaving the neighborhood. I suspected they were trapped in the community. Emmy read my mind.

Rrrinnnnnng. Rrrrrinnng. I groan, throwing a pillow over my ears. I’d barely dozed off when my cellphone started buzzing. It was my work line—my only line—and I only ever got calls from three people: Adriana, Lucia, and Zefiro. Work-related, mostly, except for the latter. And I was willing to bet it was him. So, I ignore it. I might not have had many normal relationships in my life, but there’s an unspoken rule about not rushing to the call of a man who stood you up.

Nancy nodded and walked out. I didn’t know what she said to Mom, but the harassing phone calls became much less frequent. Not long after, things suddenly took a turn. That day, I was negotiating prices with a supplier when Nancy suddenly sent me a link. Along with it, she wrote, [Your cousin is trending online.] I clicked on it and saw that a gossip account had posted. The headline was dramatic. [Influencer Moves Into Relative’s Home, Steals Everything From Cousin While Pretending To Be Pitiful]

"Last night, Daisy was walking back from the patrol outpost at the edge of the woods." "She took the path behind Pack House, and someone grabbed her from behind — covered her mouth and dragged her into the trees!" Daisy clutched Harold's arm, trembling as she picked up where he left off. "I saw his face while I was fighting back." "It was Koda! He even told me he was the new neighbor who'd just moved in." My gaze settled on Daisy's tear-streaked face, and I cut in without warmth. "How exactly did you identify him as my son?"