The Apartments Novels & Stories

she said, as if to leave. But just as she reached the door, Daniel called her back. "Maisie, I have an empty apartment." She was momentarily stunned. He offered her a warm smile. "You could move in. I... I can cut you a deal on the rent. What do you think?" - The apartment was situated in the city center within a top-tier luxury complex. It was a spacious 200-square-meter flat with a south-facing orientation and ample natural light streaming in through full-length windows. It offered a panoramic view of the bustling neighborhood below, especially enchanting in the evenings.

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.

I contacted her, and she agreed to meet up. We met at her place, a cozy apartment in a quiet neighborhood. The apartment was fully furnished with a comfortable couch, a large TV, and a spacious room with a bed, a window with a nice view, and a closet. The bathroom had a big bathtub, and the kitchen was amazing too. I was impressed by the apartment's amenities and the low rent.

"What?" "Since you're going to Arup, Uncle Damian and Aunt Natalie must have prepared everything for you. We didn't know what else to give, so we bought an apartment near the university you applied to. Although it's secondhand, the property is very well-maintained. It's fully furnished and ready to move in. "Alex had checked it out on his business trip in person. The apartment is in a wealthy neighborhood, so it's very safe and free from sketchy people."

I didn’t expect I’d be able to settle everything instantly that very morning. Maggie; Lydia’s niece, helped me with the apartment and I must say the place passed my taste. I wasn’t really looking for anything grand, just as long as I could have a roof on my head before the night comes, I’d gladly take it. However, the place looked really nice and neat. It’s a single bedroom apartment painted in beige and white. And Lydia’s right! It’s very cheap. Not to mention, it’s close to the city so it’ll be very convenient for my work.

After a few minutes the woman returns to us. ”Hello? Yes, so we don’t have anything available at the moment, that would be situated in the basement or below the ground” She explains. ”Okay, but you do have those kind of apartments?” Weston asks again. ”Yes, but not many” She tells him. ”I see, how many exactly?” Weston inquiries. ”5 apartments in total” She replies. ”And could you tell me more about these 5 apartments” Weston politely asks. ”Oh, sure, let me just get the files” And again that music.

"Ah? I... we rented an apartment at Sunflower Apartments." Sunflower Apartments was a relatively run-down community, consisting of small-sized housing units ranging from 27 to 38 square meters. "Brent, go to Sunflower Apartments." "Yes." Ten minutes later. Their car stopped at the entrance of Sunflower Apartments, and Johanna insisted on inviting them upstairs for tea. Brent glanced at the time and nodded at Abigail, indicating that there was still time.

The idea settled into the room, heavy and unfamiliar. “It’s close to campus,” Evelyn continued. “Two bedrooms. You’ll have your own space. And I’ll help with the first few months’ rent.” Lily sighed. “We’ll manage.” Aaron nodded. “I’m fine with it.” Neither of them sounded entirely convincing. ⸻ The apartment was small but clean, tucked into a quiet street just a few blocks from campus. Sunlight filtered through thin curtains, dust motes dancing in the air. It smelled faintly of fresh paint and new beginnings.

Walking onto the floor she looked to the left where her family’s house was located, before walking towards the right where another house was open. “Miss Wright, I was waiting for you. Come here, this is the apartment I was talking about.” A woman in her early thirties came out of one of the four apartments and urged her inside in a jovial tone. Emma nodded with a gentle smile, as she followed the broker inside. The apartment was moderately sized, with a kitchen, living room, two bedrooms, and bathrooms, along with a balcony facing the lush greenery behind the complex. Even though the apartment complex was more than a decade old, the furnishing and utilities in the apartment were in well-kept

The day I saw his mother would be the day I threw his help back at him and walked out again. “I know that, which is why I’ve arranged a separate apartment for you. I just finished setting it up,” Adrian said. Another one of your family’s owned apartments?” I questioned, my tone laced with sarcasm. “No, no, this one is from a private rental agency. If you hadn’t overheard, I would have told you. We’re heading there now because it’s already reserved,” Adrian replied.