Hot Neighbor Next Door Novels & Stories

She was used to quiet nights, stars, warm porches—not city rooftops, neon lights, and mysterious neighbors. Inside, the elevator hummed as it climbed to the tenth floor. Ruby watched the numbers light up one by one. Eight. Nine. She swallowed hard. Ten. When the doors opened, music hit them. Loud, pulsing, rhythmic. Not rude, not angry—just… wild. The hallway lights flickered red and gold compared to the calmer lights downstairs. Ruby stepped out carefully, clutching her backpack. At the far end of the hall, their new neighbor’s door was cracked open—just enough to spill voice, laughter, and music into the hallway like an invitation and a warning at the same time.

Its been a whole week of silence and I was ready to end it. “Are you the new neighbor?” said T.K who just returned from work. “Yes I am.” replied the new neighbor whose voice rang a bell. I looked up and our eyes met. I was puzzled and began shivering all over. I got up and ran all the way to the bar. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. “Mother, Mother.” I was screaming while approaching the bar. She came out with a bottle of whisky, placed it on a customer’s table and stared at me in confusion. “Fetty what is it? Where are your younger ones? Hope all is well.” She said while shaking me all up. “They are all fine.” I said while gasping for breath. I held her hand and took her by the co

I yell. The neighbor who lives next door opens her apartment door and mad at me “Hey young lady… what time is it!” The old lady says. I walk closer to her in dismay “I’m so sorry Mam… I’m looking for my friend who lives here, do you see her?” I say in dismay. “Ahhh… I think I saw her leave this place hours ago” She says as her temper is getting less. “Thanks for the information mam, I appreciate that,” I say.

Then yes, I am very fond of my neighbor. "Ok, let's do this." You might be wondering who this neighbor is? Her name is Sahana.

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 was confused and so was Nick. Tyler sent them a tight smile as he held out his glass of whiskey and took a sip from it. His face was expressionless just like most times. Turning toward the men, he said in an overly bored and dry tone, his voice lacking any interest. “And that is my next-door neighbor, people. Shouldn't we be excited?”

He stuck around as if he did not read her cues. "I just moved here, so I don't know much about the neighborhood. You might see me around, asking for help." It dawned on Janet that the new neighbor next door was him. What a coincidence. "Feel free to ask away. We're in a great neighborhood. It's bustling during the day and quiet at night. Come to our place and have dinner if you have time. I remember you got along with Zoey when you were kids. Talk about fate." Janet was happy to know another neighbor.

he said. “Well, he started inquiring for open units a few months ago but all units were occupied back then. I informed him immediately as soon as Zofi informed us that she’s not renewing her contract anymore,” she said. “So my new next door neighbor is a guy,” he confirmed. “Yes and he’s moving in tomorrow. Maybe you could be good friends,” she added. In Singapore, Zofi finished unpacking all her stuff amidst her anxiousness about coming to work on her first day tomorrow. It’s like the brave, independent girl suddenly turned weak and needy.

the girl stopped talking when her eyes landed on his face. "Jesus, did you get into another fight again?" she asked allowing him to step into the house. "I should really par..." the door closed and Harley was unable to hear the rest of the girl's sentence. Who was that? she thought. Was it Grey's girlfriend? She shook her head. No, it couldn't be, the girl next door was kind of pissed to see him. Maybe an ex? she's thought. "Snap out of it Harley, snooping into people's business is not your thing." she scolded herself walking back to her desk. She grabbed her phone and turned it on, she had forty more minutes before she would go to sleep.

The smile that graces her lips makes my heart skip a beat. Maybe I am starting to like my beautiful neighbor. *************************************************************** After having dinner with my father, I have just entered the home, and I have not even turned on the lights when I hear a loud groaning sound coming from outside. Peeking my head outside the door, I watch Ariana carrying shopping bags in both of her hands with an annoyed expression on her face. Quickly, stepping outside, I take bags from her hand. Instead of going to her place, she stomps inside my apartment, leaving me to follow her.