Is 'The Good Neighbor' Worth Reading?

Maya Bennet came to college with one goal: survive. Keep her scholarship. Work enough hours to pay her bills. Graduate. Don’t make mistakes. Especially not the kind that come with a charming smile and a football jersey. The last thing Maya needs is Cole Ryder. The star quarterback has a reputation for breaking hearts, avoiding commitment, and never taking anything too seriously. He’s exactly the kind of guy Maya has spent years avoiding. But somewhere between late-night study sessions, stolen moments, and Cole showing up whenever her world starts falling apart, he becomes impossible to ignore. For Cole, it starts as curiosity. Then concern. Then something much more dangerous. Before he realizes what’s happening, the girl who never believed she’d be chosen becomes the center of his entire world. But falling in love doesn’t magically fix real life. Maya is still carrying the weight of family problems, financial stress, and years of believing she’s only worth what she can accomplish. As old wounds reopen and painful family secrets come to light, she’s forced to decide whether she can finally stop carrying everything alone. Because Cole isn’t the only one falling. The real question is whether Maya can believe she deserves the kind of love that’s willing to stay. Filled with laugh-out-loud banter, found family, emotional healing, college chaos, and a swoon-worthy quarterback who falls first and falls hard, The Rogue Next Door is a heartwarming slow-burn romance about learning that sometimes the strongest thing you can do is let someone love you.

Samuel Davis is a hardworking and compassionate doctor who loves doing his job. His life is about to take a turn when an artist will become his new next-door neighbor and will give him a glimpse of the life he always wished to have. Will this new neighbor be able to add more colors to his life? Or will turn his somewhat steady life upside down?

"Who the hell are you?" "What the hell are you doing in my apartment?" A story between two neighbors and an incident that slowly draws them together *Disclaimer* this story has strong language and violence

Trent moved across the country to get away from the crazy women in his life, but when he finds what looks like a journal detailing how his neighbor is spying on him, he may not be as free of crazy women as he thought. As Trent reads and finds himself spying back, he wonders if she is really crazy, or is there something more between them?

Brandon Montgomery's life is like a triangle. It revolves around work, himself, and then ways to have fun. He’s careful enough not to have anything to do with any woman because of the sour taste of love his runaway bride, Lizzy made him go through. He decides to get a break from everything by moving into a new city. Unfortunately for him, his new neighbor, Angeline “Angie” Mathers keeps getting on his nerves leaving him at a crossroads, where he has to choose between letting go of his rigid lifestyle and embracing the new experience of love or sticking with his normal life. “Trust” for Brandon isn’t just a word he is not accustomed to but one he has no interest in when it comes to the topic of women and love in general. Angeline Mathers, who everyone calls Angie is the fun loving, cheerful and sweet girl everyone in her part of Finland loves. She hasn’t had her best of luck with love too, but she’s always open to adventure and a chance for romance once again. When she sets her eyes on Brand it isn’t love at first sight, and the two don’t like each other in any way. But there is always a thin line between hate and love. And once Angie and Brandon cross that line there’s no going back. Misunderstandings will ensue, wills will clash and both Brandon and Angie would be torn between choosing each other or dwelling in their past. It seems like an easy task. But can Brandon bring himself to care for another woman again? especially one he has to trust?

As soon as my neighbor, Shirley Lambert, walked past my house and peeked inside, her eyes lit up. "Mrs. Fisher, this place is huge. It has great lighting too. It'd make the perfect playroom for my son. "You live alone anyway. Just move into our living room. A two-bedroom apartment has more than enough space. "Since we're neighbors, I'll let you stay for free. No rent." I felt so irritated that I nearly gagged. She actually shoved past me into the house and started pointing around like she owned the place. "This crappy couch has to go. The living room would feel way bigger without it. "Oh, and the whole floor needs carpeting. That'd make it safe for my son when he runs around. "Also, why don't you have an air-conditioner? What if my precious boy gets a heat stroke? Could you even afford his medical bills?" She suddenly turned around and glared at me. "Mrs. Fisher, I'm talking to you. Are you deaf? Haven't you got any manners?" Anyone who didn't know better would've thought I was her servant and not her neighbor. I snorted. Clearly, she had no idea about my reputation as the neighborhood menace. "Well, I see you've got plenty of money, and I've got deep pockets. Why don't you hand all your cash over to me for keeping? "And if you like other people's houses so much, I'll write that for you in my letter to Santa this Christmas!"