The Neighbor Novels & Stories

' He sat next to her. "What's up?" He tried not to sound too eager. "Okay, I have the theme for our next series. It will be called 'My Annoying Neighbor'. I got the idea from Mr. Northgate. Remember him? That older man who lived next door to us when you were in middle school?" "I remember him. He was creepy. He used to knock on our door all the time. Asking stupid questions about our landscaping and pool."

We were talking on the phone, and I brought up a doubt that had just arisen. "Isn't the neighbor named Bart?" I asked, feeling puzzled. "Karen, Bart is the neighbor's dog, not the neighbor himself!" Camila laughed, eliciting an involuntary laugh from me. "Oh, so the neighbor must be Colin, right?" I asked. It was only at that moment that I realized I never knew the name of the guy next door, because both my parents and my son always referred to him as "the neighbor." Camila, amused by the situation, explained:

He was observant enough to notice something funny about me. “Birthday yesterday? You mean Nex? Single mom with different-colored eyes?” I became puzzled by the question asked. “You know Nex?” “We’re neighbors. Right next door to each other,” he answered. “If she has a friend like you with her, I guess it will help make things easy on her.” “What do you mean by that?”

Restless and unfulfilled, I grabbed my smokes and a lighter and headed out to the stairwell for a puff. Just as my hand touched the door to the stairwell, I heard a faint, frantic moaning. At first, I thought it was just a cat in heat. Then, a familiar scent hit me. It was a perfume that immediately made me think of my charming neighbor from next door, Demi Wilson. Every time I ran into her, that sweet, intoxicating scent always arrived first. Then came the flash of a red slip dress or perhaps a bodycon dress, with a neckline plunging incredibly low.

I was tapping my phone because I was so tensed this time and I told them that I wanted to go home. "Why are you so tensed?" my cousin, Drey asked. "I've promised to Lyndon that I will go home before midnight," I told them calmly. "So you told him that we were together right? We are your cousin." They tapped my back to calm me. "I said yes, but you know Lyndon, a promise is a promise to him," crossing my fingers and continued. "I didn’t know what happened next if Lyndon got mad at me this time." We had a cousin’s Bonding in one of my Aunt’s Ancestral House. I told Lyndon that I go home early. As what we talk about but I forgot the time. Im so Fucked up! They know Lyndon, but I know him

" For What it's worth it's good to have the old you back and it's good to have you back in town because we've missed you I know that you had some things to sort out and you had some demons to fight but just so you know I'm here for you and you don't have to go through anything alone my wife was wondering if you're not too busy and if Cleopatra is not too busy if you guys could come through for dinner I mean the kids would love to see you and they would also love to see your kids and we also have a new neighbor by the way I think you might know him." "Who is our new neighbor because I'm not in the mood for any surprises but if I need to welcome anyone into her circle of friends I will be much

The fastest he could think of. “Can I help you?” His voice was strained and glaringly unfriendly. The neighbor seemed…baffled. Slightly. “Uh, well like I said earlier, I’m the new neighbor.” He cleared his throat. “And I’m sorry to bother you—because it clearly looks like it— but I was curious about one thing.” Theo cocked his brow, silently urging him on. “So, I was wondering if you have some kind of hearing loss or something?” It was Theo’s turn to be baffled. “What?”

At least push mowing the yard helps me get my steps in for the day. I jerk up when the vibrations of feet on concrete come closer, moving into the driveway. The mower flops up, righting itself. I stand, glad it hadn't nicked off a finger, and brush grass from my hands. The neighbor from across the street who watches me from his living room window on the weekends smiles down looking super cute, but also a little like a weird neighbor. The one who after the police find fifteen bodies in his basement the news crew will get you on camera saying, "He was so friendly. Nobody expected it."

But now, a room is bright, with the silhouette of a man sitting and watching. Oh, my god! My creepy neighbor is the burglar!

A man in black walked out from the house opposite mine and collected the car keys from Axell. “Welcome, sir. I will take the car inside” He got into the car and drove into the apartment opposite mine. Okay, what the fuck is going on? “I guess we are neighbors, Miss Avery. Feels good, right?”