Girl Next Door Stories Novels & Stories

The blonde female near the one that looks like Noah’s brother just glares at me, what the hell is her problem. “Hi guys, this is Tasmine Kelly, my next-door neighbour,” Noah said with a big grin on his face. I can see the boys are thinking while the female has a bitchy look on her face.“No she’s not, Lee is your next-door neighbour.” She snapped at Noah.

“You think I am old? Age is just a number. I still believe I am young. You never know, I might even outlive you.” Shiva’s face tensed a little. He looked down, avoiding the old man’s eyes. They stepped out of the store, filled with their own thoughts, and ambled in opposite directions towards their homes. Shiva carried a short-stories collection in his backpack from the shop. Mr. Ben had told him he could take any book from the shop to read. He planned to read it to his sister at night. She loved stories, especially those with happy endings. She loved to imagine herself as a character in those stories and live the happy lives vicariously. This was the only pleasure Shiva could give her – for

Maya’s words faded away at busy. “Hmm. Forgiven,” Abby states. “But don’t you dare make it a habit.” “No. I won’t,” Maya chuckles. “Fine. Tell me. How’s your new neighborhood? Met anyone yet?” “No. But hey. There’s something…” “What?” Abby grows curious. “Liam. He’s my neighbor.” “Liam who?” “Parker.” Abby doesn’t get it. Then… “Wait! Liam Parker? You mean, your classmate? That weirdo?” she exclaimed in a shrill voice.

Hannah's POV The few days were lonely. Max and Megan has been ignoring me all the time. This is Thursday evening and I'm in the kitchen with my dad, I was reading a magazine and my dad was working on his laptop. We instantly heard the door bell rang. How did someone get in, you said? Well, my dad told me all the house hold around here small gates are always open for emergency or visit, except in the night or you ain't home. That explains why Noah's gate is always open.

It was an angel who came to save me. END Thank you so much for reading! now we are going to start the story of the bad boy in the next door (2), story of Marlon and his wife.

' He sat next to her. "What's up?" He tried not to sound too eager. "Okay, I have the theme for our next series. It will be called 'My Annoying Neighbor'. I got the idea from Mr. Northgate. Remember him? That older man who lived next door to us when you were in middle school?" "I remember him. He was creepy. He used to knock on our door all the time. Asking stupid questions about our landscaping and pool."

A annoying Neighbor aunty started her knowledge lecture and nandini just gripped navya hand to stop her from bursting out. Nandini was very innocent where navya was more fierce. That lady always try to enlighten everyone with her musing and always interfere in navya matters which navya hated the most so according to nandini that neighbor is navya's favorite aunty. " You know aunty we are running away with our lovers. You know na we can't do it in day light so we are doing now. You know we are going on a honeymoon hope you'll ret us out to our parents properly and about those dangerous people then i think your this free advises are more dangerous for us. " Navya said with a tight lip smile ma

My name is Gavin York. I’m thirty-five years old, and I have worked in the city for the past five years. It’s been tough to get by lately, so I decided to get a roommate to cut down on rent and living costs. I advertised online and waited, but months ticked by with nothing. Just as I was about to take down the notice, a message from someone named Rose Wilder popped up in my feed. Her profile picture showed a woman with a sultry, mature vibe, but her page was blank. It looked like she had just appeared out of thin air.

Billy pretended to be George. "'Sorry, I can't date you. I'm under contract.'" The girls laughed so loudly that a knock came from downstairs. "Girls!" Mrs. Katie called. "Try not to wake the whole neighborhood!" All four covered their mouths to stop laughing. "Sorry!" they answered together. Mrs. Katie chuckled. "I'll believe that when the giggling stops." The girls looked at one another... ...and immediately started laughing again. Outside, the rain continued to fall over Crescent Avenue. Inside the Dennis house, four girls stayed awake long into the night, talking about life, friendship, and the mysterious fact that two of the kindest boys they knew—George and Lee—had somehow never fallen

My roommates. I scrambled, shoved Grant’s note deep into my drawer, yanked my robe tight, and sat at the vanity with lotion, pretending to moisturize like nothing was happening. The door flew open a few seconds after. “Guess who the latest Cinderella is?” Katie’s voice carried, mischievous, loud. I froze. Then remembered—shit. The dress was still laid across my bed like a glowing secret. “Nova the Nerd turns Nova the Baddie,” Lena crowed, eyes widening as she swept toward it.