Crush Next Door Novels & Stories

Kavinsky smiled at her, he loved teasing his mom a lot "What of Dad? Gone to work?!", Kavinsky asked loudly from the sitting room "Yeah, there is an emergency at the hospital", his mom replied from the kitchen. "Okay", Kavinsky said and sighed Just then, his Mom peeped out of the kitchen and walked to sit beside him on the sofa. He knows that face, it was his mom's gossiping face. He sighed before asking, "What is it, Mom?" "I heard we are having a new neighbor, they would be arriving today", she said smiling

Hailey: You better don’t keep me waiting, I'm almost at your house. Chloe smiled at the text and then she shook her head. Hailey sure was interested in the ice cream Zach promised. She knew she had a crush on him, and hoped that it wasn’t something serious, because she couldn't become some "you don’t have to cry anymore” kind of friend. She sighed as she typed her response. Chloe: I just got out of the shower. Shouldn't you come upstairs to come to help me out, or do you prefer I look like a spider?

“I find it funny that the two of you talk so tough when you are in no position to do so. If I do not get word to the man on the other side of that screen by the designated time, he will begin removing pieces of your friend. He’ll start by taking his toes, one by one, before moving his way upward.” “I don’t know anything about a book,” Cutter said defiantly. “And I say you’re lying. You have twenty-four hours to bring it to me or Warthog is dead, and you can look forward to finding pieces of him in your mailbox throughout the year.” “It’s the gift that keeps on giving,” Crush said, smirking. I went to hand him back the tablet but dropped it on the ground just before it reached his oversized h

I couldn't understand why my friend said the man looked familiar, but then I realized it was Joe, my neighbor and Lesley's husband. Sometimes we would travel together, and I would post our group pictures online, so it wasn't surprising that my friend recognized him. Seeing the way they acted around each other, it didn't seem like they had only just gotten close the night before. When did it all start? After they left, I got out of the car and installed surveillance at home, then checked the trash in the bedroom. My fist tightened in anger when I saw what was in there.

YOO-MI’s POV I need a drink. I really need a drink. The Club Syndrome is a huge bar on the outskirts of town, far off the beaten path. It’s popular with tourists and a few town regulars. Different colors of lights emitted a bright glow outside its huge glass door making the whole place lighted. I gnawed on the inside of my cheek, arms over my chest, debating whether or not I really wanted to go in.

I defended her against her bully's, how dares she bully my girl, my Crush I must show her the stuff I am made up with, I really got pissed up when she called her a loser, then I lose it all and hit her real hard, I promise to show her the real demon in me, if she dares Bully her again I guess I was too late when she told me about her crush with kahr and her bitch ex friend, gosh, I hate her already if she has told me earlier, I could have beat both her and Linda up badly together and I hate kahr already the most, even when I have never met him then he is my rivals in Love, I nearly hit him earlier when he was flirting with her, he makes my blood boils and I got really jealous he dares to fli

I said as I was eager for him to stop me. "I'm not stopping you" he said, not even looking at me. I sigh in defeat. "Whatever" I said as I head out towards the living room towards the entrance door. I made my way to the gate. I don't even know why my dad would tell me to go to the neighbour's mansion, I walked out of the gate. The neighborhood was really quiet, I headed to the neighbour's gate and it was opened. Weird. I walked in and oh my fûcking goodness......... this was humongous. Why does rich people need to compare their mansion. I thought as I was walking deep into the entrance.

I reached for the cup and took a sip. The knock on the door broke the silence. Victor pushed off from the counter. "I'll get it." I sat back. It was probably a delivery. I turned and looked out the window, the fine petals of tulips outside was enough as a sight. I didn’t know Victor liked flowers – there was almost nothing I knew about him, and knowing that made yesterday night only more dangerous. The delivery guy was taking too long. I stood up and walked toward the door, then paused when I heard the oddly familiar voice.

Turning onto my street, I immediately spot him. My stomach drops. Because there he is. Standing in his driveway. Just like yesterday. Just like every day. The house next door. The boy next door. The problem next door. For a second, I wonder if he sees me. Then he looks up. And I know he does. Our eyes meet across the distance. Neither of us waves. Neither of us speaks. The silence stretches between us. Strange. Uncomfortable. Different. I break eye contact first. Of course I do.

Court security rushed in and restrained them in time. Looking at their crazed state, I produced another piece of evidence. It was surveillance footage from that night, showing the mother and daughter extorting a million from me at my front door. "My daughter was a pure, untouched girl, and your son ruined her. Your family must compensate her one million! "And your son has to marry my daughter in style. The marital home must be a luxury apartment in the city center, and the wedding car has to be the latest Audi! "You won’t agree? Then your son can just wait to rot in prison. By then, you’ll be the one begging me!"