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She can’t stop thinking about him. The way he smiles, the way he moves, the little gestures that make her heart race—he’s everywhere in her mind. Every glance, every passing moment, sparks a daydream she can’t resist. Obsessed with My Neighbor is a tantalizing collection of romantic fantasies and obsessive thoughts, told through the eyes of a woman captivated by the man next door. Each chapter is a different moment, a different craving, a different intimate daydream that blurs the line between reality and imagination. From stolen glances in the hallway to imagined conversations and tender touches, this collection explores the delicious tension of forbidden attraction, the thrill of longing, and the heat of desire, all without crossing into explicit sexual acts. Get ready to be drawn into a world of obsession, romance, and irresistible temptation. One chapter at a time.

The autumn break has just ended when a call arrives from school. "Ms. Watson, your daughter failed to secure a scholarship and bullied her classmate in retaliation. Can you please come to school?" When I rush over, I find Lila Keats bound to a trash can, her hair drenched in sewage, and her mouth sealed with duct tape. Meanwhile, the so-called victim merely has had two strands of hair pulled out. After some querying, I discover that Melody Caldwell is jealous of Lila's achievements and has been waiting for an opportunity to strike. When I demand an apology, Vanessa Morrison flies into a rage. "You're lowly trash without a proper family! My daughter teaching her a lesson is the greatest honor you can obtain in this life! "Expel her immediately! My husband works in the Education Bureau! Beg for mercy, or she can forget about taking the college entrance exam!" That arrogant woman is convinced that Lila and I will beg for forgiveness after being expelled. Unfortunately, she has chosen to mess with the wrong person. Lila's grandfather is a nuclear weapons expert. Her true origins have been concealed for her safety since her whole family works for classified operations. I immediately call the Intelligence Agency. "Mr. Keats' granddaughter was bullied severely at school. Send someone here to deal with this now!"

For three agonizing years, my mother struggled with kidney failure. Finally, after all the waiting and the constant dialysis, she was next in line for a transplant. Hope seemed so close. But then, my husband, Zachary Levi, an esteemed nephrology professor, did the unforgivable. He surreptitiously gave his lover's mother the kidney that was intended for my mother. He said almost dismissively, "Ella's mother couldn't wait any longer. Your mother's been on dialysis for so long, she's not going to die anytime soon." Later, my mother passed away. I called Zachary one final time. Yet, it was a woman who answered. "Margaret, right? Zachary's in the shower. Is there something you need?" I stared at my mother's smile on the gravestone, and an overwhelming emptiness spread through me. "It's nothing. Just wanted to talk about the divorce."

Sienna Hayes only wanted one thing: to escape the wreckage of her father’s debts and start over at Ridgecrest Academy, the elite school where she’s nothing more than the invisible scholarship girl. But blending in is impossible when her path collides with Luca Russo, the academy’s golden boy with a dangerous edge. Luca has it all—money, power, and the world at his feet—but behind his charming smile lies a storm he can’t control. When Sienna becomes the first person to see through his carefully constructed façade, their connection becomes impossible to ignore. But Sienna has secrets of her own—secrets tied to Luca’s powerful family and the debt that could destroy them both. As their worlds spiral closer, passion ignites, boundaries blur, and the line between love and disaster disappears. Will they survive the fallout, or will their forbidden love become the ultimate betrayal?

BLURB .... nonymous 2:0: How does it feels like to drown?, To be covered not in water, but with the blood of this damn life.. I have experienced that, and trust me when I say am an expert on everything that's bad, you name it: Murder, bullying, depression... Everything!, and I had decided to live with that...Oh god, I was fine living that way and literally thought that would be how the last years of my university would go, but fuck, I was so damn wrong immediately he appeared along, the pest, and the dumbass roommate, I have never wanted: That dickhead, LUCAS! LUCAS: As a student who won a scholarship during his third year to a new university, life's gonna be pretty hard, meaning I would have to catch up with the notes, lectures blah blah blah (You know the rest), but what I actually cared about was to make friends, get along with my new roommate, and graduate happily like any other happy ever after, but what the fuck happened?... All my dreams immediately crashed down when I moved in and met him...The university demon, MY DEAR ROOMMATE! Note: This is a bl novel, not straight, and some parts are dark, but don't let it scare you away, cause what's a novel without romance and spice?....

As the Mafia Princess of her familia, Eleanor is more than ready to secure her family’s future through her marriage with another Mafia don's son. But right before her engagement party, Eleanor catches her fiancé cheating and claiming she “lacks feminine charm.” Heartbroken and furious, Eleanor ends up seeking comfort in the arms of the bodyguard who punches her fiance to the ground that night. The next day, Eleanor is determined to break off the engagement and reclaim her life, but her powerful mafia father has other plans. To keep Eleanor in line, her father assigns a bodyguard to shadow her every move. A bodyguard who turns out to be the man she spent the reckless, unforgettable night with. Now Eleanor is trapped between a fiancé she refuses to marry, a father she cannot escape, and her dangerous, mysterious and attractive bodyguard...

On the twelfth anniversary of our mating ceremony, my Alpha mate gave me a ten-million-dollar Moonlight herb. Fresh from the healing clinic after my miscarriage, I calmly dialed his number to request the severing of our mate bond. On the other end of the line, his secretary—also his childhood sweetheart—apologized through tears: "Sage, Moonlight herb is a sacred healing herb for most werewolves. I didn't know your mother died from Moonlight herb poisoning. I didn't know you despised it most. It's all my fault for making the decision myself. Please don't be angry with the Alpha." Marcus spent a long time gently comforting her, only saying to me: "If you want to sever it, then sever it. Don't regret it later." But when I really cut off the mate bond, the powerful Alpha went crazy.

I did three years in prison for my wife, Lilian Parson. The day I got out, she handed me an envelope for her company's grand opening. Inside was a single dollar bill. For a second, I thought it was a mistake. Then I saw her colleague, Nathan Ramsey, holding his envelope—his also contained a single dollar. Relieved, I pushed my doubts aside. I smiled, stood by Lilian's side through the entire ceremony, the picture of a proud, supportive husband. That night, scrolling through Instagram, I saw Nathan's latest post. A photo of a check. [Congratulations to Lilian Parson on the grand opening! So generous—100 million as a gift!] The comments section exploded with envy and blessings, congratulating him and "the boss" on finally becoming a couple. Lilian offered no explanation. Instead, she hurried to draw a line between us. "You just got out of prison," she said coolly. "It's not a good look to go public right now. Let's keep our marriage a secret. In front of others, just call me your boss." Then she turned around and liked Nathan's post. I wiped the tears from my eyes, picked up my phone, and dialed the number of her greatest rival. "From now on, I work for you," I said.

Elle voulait juste survivre. Il voulait la posséder. À Madrid, Paula Delgado jongle entre ses longues heures d’aide-soignante et les soins coûteux de sa mère gravement malade. Forte, fière, et indépendante, elle refuse de demander de l’aide. Jusqu’au jour où tout s’effondre. Un soir, en quête d’oubli, elle cède à une nuit de passion avec un inconnu. Elle disparaît au petit matin sans se retourner. Mais lui… n’a pas l’intention de l’oublier. Nicolás Reyes, célèbre sportif espagnol, n’a jamais été troublé par une femme. Jusqu’à elle. Quand il la retrouve par hasard, il lui fait une proposition indécente : une relation de sexfriends, sans engagement, en échange d’une prise en charge totale des soins de sa mère. Paula, révoltée, refuse. Mais quand la vie de sa mère est en jeu, peut-elle encore dire non ? Et si ce deal était la plus dangereuse des erreurs ?

By night, She’s the masked temptation he can’t stop dreaming about. By day, she’s the girl he can’t stand. What happens when both of their worlds collide? By day, she’s a brilliant scholarship student at Wexford Institute of Business & Arts. By night, she becomes Spicy, the club’s most wanted stripper masked in seduction, all for the sake of keeping her sick sister, Ami, Alive. And then there is Jace Harrington, the hockey star, who is royalty, arrogant, and heir to a billion-dollar empire. He’s got everything! fame, fortune, and a long line of girls begging for his attention. But the one girl he can’t forget is the one hiding behind a mask… and the one he can’t stand is Sabrina. Too bad they’re the same person! Their worlds were never meant to collide. But secrets have a way of slipping through the cracks. When Jace discovers the girl he craves is the same one he passionately hates, the line between love, desire, and obsession begins to blur. He’s a rising hockey star with everything to lose. She’s a masked dancer living on borrowed time. Sabrina is barely holding it together. Juggling school, a sick sister (Ami), a reckless one (Skye), and a secret that could destroy everything. Falling in love was never part of the plan. He’s never met a girl who could bring him to his knees. She’s never met a boy worth risking it all for. And when the mask comes off... Someone’s going to get hurt.