One Rental At A Time Novels & Stories

One could move into the unit immediately. “There’s something I’d like to tell you. The rental fees for this unit is pretty cheap. You’re aware of that, right?” The landlord asked. Sonnet nodded. The rental fees were considered cheap for a unit in this residential area. “The fees are lower due to a special condition. I’ve been relocated to North City for work, so I can’t come back often. Therefore, you must rent this place for a minimum of half a year. You must pay six months’ worth of rent upfront. Can you accept this condition?”

There was a displeased look on his face. "We made it very clear the last time that the leasing contract is invalid, and that you had 24 hours to move out. "This is already a two-day grace period. If you keep delaying moving out, this will be considered illegal occupation of someone else's private property." Misty jogged out of her room and immediately began to cry as soon as she saw me. "Caroline! Please let us stay for just a while longer! We'll move out as soon as we find a cheaper place to rent!

If I stay here for a time, it won't be a problem, right? Auntie asked with a smile, "So, where are we?" The cardigan-clad guy responded. He said courteously, "We are on terms and conditions." They talked about the conditions for renting my brother's home, thus, yeah. It's acceptable for them to pay the rent a little late because they are still students. They won't have a problem paying their electricity and water bills because they said they are fine with not using air conditioning. They won't have any issues with the furniture either because the house is furnished to the hilt. My brother, who likewise thinks too far for the future, as I already stated, purchased home goods.

He smiled at me. “Can I pay you for your work?” he asked, gesturing to the hood of the car. I shook my head. “Naah,” I said. “Right place, right time. Didn’t take but five minutes and you provided the chewing gum.” I turned to leave again. “How did you know it’s a rental?” he asked. I pointed to the license plate. “Rental cars have a red registration sticker in this state.” He was beginning to irritate me. I began walking away.

I can’t believe I am finally here. That was a long flight. I hope the ship ride back is better. Heading to the rental car place so I can get a four wheel drive and all that for this trip. I rented a FJ Cruiser and then I headed to my hotel to check in. I wonder if they fingered it out that I am gone yet. Even if they do they won’t know what city I am in since I didn’t get that far in telling them my story. They only know the country that I am in. I arrived at the hotel and its name was Sails in the Desert. It had a good rating for the hotel so that is why I went with it. I only booked it for two days. Just to give me time to go check out the place I really need to be and see if there are any

"The drug is almost ready. Expect it a day before the Crescent moon festival. The festival is a great day to carry out your plans Alpha Kael." Beta Thorne let out a frown as he saw tugging at the corner of Kael's mouth.

the other woman asked. "That's what I'm trying to do!" the first woman groaned, waving a set of keys in the air. "I just want to give it to whoever needs it urgently. I don't even care about the money. We just need someone who can pay a tiny bit, sign the papers, and start staying there immediately. I told the rental agency I’d take just twenty percent of the actual price just to get it off my hands! I don't want the landlord to rent it out to someone else and keep double the money." The first woman lamented.

"Oh, by the way! We won't refund the rent even if you move out!" David remained silent. Upon noticing David's silence, the man turned around. "The contract stated it clearly! You won't get a refund!" It was his wife who handled the rental. At first, he was annoyed with how low the rent was. But he was surprised that David was going to move out after only staying here for a couple of days. "Contract?" David narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly. The burly man paused before he said louder, "Yes! The contract! This house is under a yearly rental system! And you can't get a refund! Feel free to move out if you want, but getting a refund is out of the question!"

he questions. I keep my eyes adverted from the tight white shirt hugging his chest and the bare feet, which poke out from the black track pants covering his legs. I have firsthand knowledge of what he's got under those clothes. It's hard not to visually undress him whenever he's near. I picture my hand, palm flat against his chest as it lowers and slips under his waist band. Focus, Marissa. "You see, my landlord makes me keep these rules, and number four states I can't have more than two people over. That means no more than three people total at any given time."

Lyle shook his head yes. “The payment for your stay will be $250.00 a week. This will provide you with access to the car. With a few stipulations. If you are willing to promptly drop me off at work and pick me up on time! Also, you must call a taxi or uber if you decide to go out to a party or whatever you do for pleasure. Do not! I repeat! Do not! Drive my car to a party or drive it under the influence. Do you understand?" He shook his head again, acknowledging he understood.