Couple Next Door Novels & Stories

he said to me, and I nodded in agreement. He moved even closer to me, and I could feel the warmth of his body. I couldn't help but smile in that moment, and I looked up to see his face just as the spotlight shifted away from us. Wrong timing! "My name is Kent, and I'm your neighbor," I heard his name, but I couldn't understand his last words due to the loud music. I simply nodded so he wouldn't notice that I was getting lost in my own thoughts again.

It looked like she had just appeared out of thin air. Rose messaged me to ask if she could move in right away. She was in a bind and needed a place to stay for a few months while on business. People usually thought about renting a room for a long time, but she was ready to commit. I did not question it since the faster I got a roommate, the quicker I could start saving money. I sent her my details and told her to come by the next day to check out the place. … The next day, a bombshell with curves in all the right places and the clothes to accentuate them rang my doorbell.

What happens when the new hot guy expected at her school is actually her neighbor next door? Noah King, a handsome, egoistic, hot bad boy transfer to a new school and state far from home only to find out that the popular actress was his neighbor next door. The both of them both have their scars and secrets. With all the secrets in the open, will they be able to become more than just neighbors? Find out in this story of love, betrayal, heartbreak, secrets and friendship.

Most people might feel embarrassed by having their neighbor turn up in the night to ask them to quiet down, but he didn't let it stop him one bit. My only remaining option was to call my mom and vent. "The house is fine Mommy, but my neighbor's a satyriasis." There was confused silence from the other end of the line. "Your neighbor's a what, sweetie?" "He's like a rabbit. I can hear him going at it from dusk till dawn. My nerves are shredded. If you don't believe me, come listen for yourself." I made sure to sound despondent. In truth, I'd been wanting to redecorate for a while and this seemed like the perfect excuse.

“That's not a problem anymore, Anna. Because fortunately, Nick was able to buy me a couple of new dresses before he got here. Tonight's the perfect time to use them!” Anna laughs lightly. “So, are you telling me that the s*x was your kind of compensation to—” Emily intervenes, “Shut up. I'm still going to have s*x with him even without the new dresses.” After a short banter, Anna finally agrees to go to the billionaire nextdoor’s cocktail party. ***** On the night of the random guy nextdoor’s party, the two seem to be out of place. Emily is in her flowy yellow dress, while Anna is wearing a shiny, tight above-the-knee dress with laces on both sides.

When Rachel heard me say that, she let out a cold laugh. "Defendant, is your son some kind of irresistible catch? Does my client, Daisy, have nothing better to do than rush to ruin her own purity just to frame him?" Daisy immediately echoed her. "I really did see Lucas. When I was heading to tutoring, I happened to see him coming out of his apartment. We took the elevator down together. He told me his name was Lucas Cole and that he was a newly moved-in neighbor."

My dog really is one of a kind. I was about to retreat inside when a chorus of moans and breathless whispers drifted over from my only neighbors-a young couple, Junior and Andeng, who lived alone in the cottage next door. "Junior, please! Not now-it's too early. Sasha might hear us!" I froze in place, a groan building in my throat. Here we go again. "Come on, Andeng-you left me hanging last night-" Oh boy. Junior, you're wearing that woman out!

“We should come back next year.” “Every year. Make it a tradition.” “Our anniversary tradition.” “Exactly.” There was a sound. A kiss, probably. Thessaly’s chest tightened. “Do you think she can hear us?” the woman asked. Thessaly froze. “Who?” “The woman next door. The walls are thin.” “Probably.” “Does that bother you?” “Does it bother you?” “No. It’s kind of hot, actually.” The man laughed. “You’re terrible.” “You love it.”

The bed frame knocked against the shared wall the entire time. This afternoon the knock comes just after two. I open the door still in grey sweatpants, no shirt. My neighbour stands there. Mid-thirties, maybe pushing forty, dark hair pulled back loosely, natural face, no heavy makeup. Attractive in a way I couldn’t paint. She lives alone next door. I’ve nodded at her in the hallway a few times. Never more than that. She meets my eyes and doesn’t look away. “I need you to keep it down at night. The walls are thin. I hear everything. It’s a lot for me. I need to sleep too.”

All he thought about was Tiffany, as he thought about how they were never getting back together now, not after the disaster that was last night! He drilled his finger into the doorbell of her apartment like a man possessed; however, no one answered him. His heart sank in desperation. It was not working, and neither could he call Tiffany, for the woman had switched off her phone. About half an hour passed before the neighbor opened her door and came out with an explanation. “Looking for the girls living next door, arencha’? One of them moved out last night. Heard some sounds coming from next door, I did. Looked into the spy-hole and saw one of them just dragging a bunch of stuff out of her pl