HOTTIE NEXT DOOR
WARNING: MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!
Arielle had had enough of her father’s overprotectiveness when he froze her accounts, all because she had gone on ONE trip, without informing him.
She moved out, all alone and borrowed money from her friend to a nice chic apartment downtown.
In a horrible twist of fate she found herself in the same room with her hot cocky neighbour, Victor Knight. The forced proximity was suffocating. They hardly spoke, but just a glance from him was pulling out her needs, with the sight of his broad shoulders and tempting abs, making her wetter. But she had to stay away from him because she had a boyfriend and didn’t want any complications.
Victor however, was doing a good job at keeping his thoughts in his head, he avoided her because he was afraid of his wolf unleashing despite his want, to run his hand through her dress, touch those perfect tits, and bury his dick into her until she saw stars.
And it’s only a matter of time before they reveal their hearts darkest desires...
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Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY TWOVictor’s POV “She is a vampire.” The words hung in the room, thick and suffocating. I sat near the edge of the polished mahogany table, my back straight, my jaw so tightly clenched that a dull ache throbbed behind my eyes. Across the chamber, the silence that followed was instant and absolute. A vampire. Sarah was a vampire. A pulse of sheer irritation flickered in my chest, hot and sharp at the absurdity of the situation. We were living in a changing world, fighting real threats at our borders, yet here we were, held hostage by archaic traditions and centuries-old laws that belonged in the dust. I hadn't known what Sarah was but the fact that her bloodline was enough to ground the entire council to a halt infuriated me. They treated an ancient rulebook so sacredly while the world burned around them, prioritizing blood purity over strength, loyalty, and survival. It was pathetic, but it was the reality of the council we served. The elders snapped out of their stupor almost
Last Updated: 2026-08-06
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTY ONEVictor’s pov The ride back to the pack was quieter than I expected. Michael kept his eyes on the road while I sat in the passenger seat, watching the trees blur past the window. The cabin disappeared from sight long ago, yet my mind refused to leave it. Or rather... it refused to leave Arielle. She had looked so peaceful lying in my bed when I left. After everything she had been through, she deserved a few hours without fear. I almost woke her before leaving. There were too many things I wanted to ask her. Too many things we needed to understand together. Instead, I had left a note on the bedside table. It wasn't enough. I should have stayed. My wolf growled low inside me, making its displeasure known for what felt like the hundredth time since we left. "I know," I muttered under my breath. Michael glanced at me. "What?" "Nothing." He looked at me for another second before returning his attention to the road. "You've been talking to your wolf ever since we left." I le
Last Updated: 2026-08-05
Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTYArielle's pov When my eyes fluttered open, the first thing I noticed was the silence. I blinked against the pale, icy sunlight streaming through the dusty window frame, my head throbbing with a dull, persistent ache. The bandaged wound on my shoulder made it difficult but I managed to push myself up onto my elbows, the thin blankets slipping down my chest. The horrific memory of the attack hit me all at once, the dark forest, the flashing fangs, the terrifying weakness I felt, and then... Victor. I looked to the space beside me on the small bed, half-expecting to see his towering frame slumped beside me or sitting in the corner watching over me. But the sheets were empty and cold. "Victor?" I called out, my voice raspy and thin from disuse. No answer. I swung my legs over the edge of the mattress and stood up carefully, leaning heavily against the bedpost as a wave of dizziness washed over me. I crept out of the bedroom, my bare feet cold against the rough wooden floorboa
Last Updated: 2026-08-04
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY NINEVictor's pov I lay awake until morning, unable to wrap my head around the fact that I wasn't destined to be alone, despite what Elspeth had proclaimed years ago…. I had just turned eighteen. The entire pack had gathered in the great hall to celebrate Michael and me coming of age. Laughter and merriment echoed in every corner. My father sat proudly in his Alpha seat, though the sadness in his eyes had never truly disappeared since my mother's death. Then the doors opened, and Elspeth walked inside. The room fell instantly silent. She wore her usual black robes, but something was different that night, she looked terrified. Her hands trembled as she walked to the center of the hall. I exchanged a confused glance with Michael. Stopping before my father, she lowered her head. "My Alpha," she said softly. "The Moon Goddess has blessed me with a prophecy." A murmur spread across the hall. Prophecies were rare, and everyone was eager to hear it. My father smiled for what felt like the
Last Updated: 2026-07-27
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHTVictor’s pov The cabin door slammed shut behind us, cutting off the howling wind. I laid Arielle gently on the old mattress, my hands trembling as I stepped back from her white wolf form. Blood soaked her fur, the metallic scent driving my wolf into a panic. There was a strange, undeniable pull wrapping around my chest, dragging me toward her with an intensity I couldn't explain. I didn't understand it. The prophecy had already made it clear that a male like me was never meant to have a mate. This connection shouldn't exist, yet my wolf was practically clawing at my ribs to get closer to her. "Arielle," I rumbled, pressing my forehead against her furry brow, desperation cracking my voice. "You need to shift back. I can't fix this while you're like this. Please." Desperate to soothe her pain, I focused on that bizarre pull between us, channeling my Alpha warmth straight into her through the connection. A violent shudder rippled through her. Then came the sharp, sickening
Last Updated: 2026-07-13
Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY SEVENVICTOR'S POV Sarah's admission hung in the room tensely, but before anyone could press her, the air was violently sucked from my lungs. A sudden, agonizing pressure exploded inside my chest. I stumbled back against the heavy doorframe, clutching my heart as an invisible blade twisted between my ribs. It wasn't my physical flesh being torn, but a phantom, agonizing scream echoed deep in my soul. I didn't understand what was happening. I didn't know who was on the other end of it, or what kind of bizarre supernatural pull was suddenly hijacking my body. All I knew was that someone’s blood was spilling, and my wolf was violently demanding that I follow the scent. "Victor?" Michael called out, his voice muffled. I couldn't answer him. The phantom sensation of fangs puncturing my own left shoulder ripped through my skin, hot and sharp. Cold panic flooded my veins, completely overriding my senses. Whoever they were, they were being brutally hunted down, and every second I waste
Last Updated: 2026-07-05
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