The-neighborhood-celebrity Novels & Stories

Slouched on her double sofas, she scrolled through her phone, humming *Into You* by Chase Atlantic. “Miss Anderson, I apologize for making this online meeting mandatory but certain concerns have been made by not one but multiple tenants regarding your explicit dress sense.” The landlord long text read and Gia rolled her eyes as she lied on her tummy, butt naked and watching her favorite reality show on the Tv. Setting a bowl of chocolate cookies beside herself, she idly fixed one in her mouth. Slowly munching the crunchy sweets in her taste buds, “So good.” She moaned. She was about to turn her phone off and dump it to a corner when her phone started buzzing furiously with comments from the

Emmy read my mind. She patted my shoulder with a scoff. “Some people in this world have everything—money, power, women, and more than you can dream of. “They own the privilege of dismissing everything, including their morals. They can make and have anything they want. “Don’t you find it odd they live in a community named Caged Canary?” It clicked why the neighborhood seemed off to me. The fancy rides in the neighborhood belonged to the rich and powerful. Hannah was just one of the many women kept here.

One of them roared, “Someone dared to mess with our family? They must have a death wish! We’ll make them pay!” Vera nodded furiously. Her eyes brimmed with malice as she shot a glare at my door. Just as they were about to start pounding and causing a ruckus, the door creaked open. Victor leaned against the doorframe. A cigarette dangling from his lips as he sneered. “Wow, don’t you know that your yelling is disturbing the neighbors? I guess your hearing is gone. Better get to a hospital to fix that. And while you’re at it, you might want to get your brains checked. Seems like you’re all in the late stages of brain cancer.”

Tilda responded, "Hello." Trevor asked, "You two know each other?" Although the question was directed at Tilda, his gaze landed on Celeste. Celeste didn't want to engage and remained silent. Tilda answered, "Cel and I are neighbors." Sensing the awkward tension between them and noticing that Celeste didn't seem interested in speaking with Trevor, Tilda quickly found an excuse to leave. Trevor remarked, "Seems like you get along well with your new neighbor." Celeste lowered her head and checked her phone.

Someone was mud-slinging at a celebrity. She gave the show her rapt attention as the celebrity who was being discussed was her sister's rival. Hailey couldn't understand why most A-list celebrities didn't get along. Natasha Wood. It had become a household name. The news showed she was spotted with some rich man who could give birth to her father. Her fans were in uproar and the reporters had been hustling after her since then. A director even cast her out of his show and the new female lead was now— Chloe?

“There’s many of us who wouldn’t disagree.” Adrienne rolled her eyes and groaned. She wanted to tell her friends about her new next-door neighbor. But after hearing how obsessed they were with him, she decided not to inform them. At least not yet. She knew the minute she told them, they would have a stakeout in her apartment. Not that she minded having them over. She didn’t want Justin Adams to realize that his neighbor and her friends watched him in his own private refuge like he was a goldfish in a fish tank.

The damage was already done. I grabbed my own phone from the nightstand. My hands were shaking so badly I almost dropped it twice. T*****r. I*******m. TikTok. Reddit. Everywhere. The video was everywhere. "Celebrity Nate caught in alley hookup" "Singer gets dirty behind diner" "Who is the mystery woman?" The comments blurred together and made me sick. Who is she? He could do better. Probably a prostitute. They're both trash. Fuck! Fuck!!!!!!

Malea's POV The following two weeks were nothing but hectic. It was either photos shoots or interviews with different magazines. It was our last day in Rome and Lucian, Ales and I sat in the living room, the show Bigtime Buzz on. Bigtime Buzz is a celebrity insider show that informs everyone on the lastest scandals and hookups in the celebrity world. I think most of their info is fake and leads most people on, but it's still entertaining to watch. Ales had insisted Lucian and I watch with her because she said someone had told her she was going to be on the show tonight.

Its been a whole week of silence and I was ready to end it. “Are you the new neighbor?” said T.K who just returned from work. “Yes I am.” replied the new neighbor whose voice rang a bell. I looked up and our eyes met. I was puzzled and began shivering all over. I got up and ran all the way to the bar. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. “Mother, Mother.” I was screaming while approaching the bar. She came out with a bottle of whisky, placed it on a customer’s table and stared at me in confusion. “Fetty what is it? Where are your younger ones? Hope all is well.” She said while shaking me all up. “They are all fine.” I said while gasping for breath. I held her hand and took her by the co

gasp as he presses me against him, and I laugh, squirming out of his arms. - Stop! I scold in a whisper as I nervously glance at the two-story house behind me. “We don't have privacy anymore. He smiled. “My dad's still at work, love. He doesn't arrive until five in the afternoon. Oh. Well, at least something good. I look up and down the neighborhood, and I see house after house, curtains open and children playing here and there. It's not like in apartments where everyone sees your life but doesn't care because you're just passing through and won't be around long enough for anyone to think you deserve their attention. Here, in a real neighborhood, people invest their time in their neighbors.