Hot Neighbor Next Door Novels & Stories

I just wore an oversized white hoodie and leggings. I got the cake that Damian gave me and cut a big piece for my neighbor. Then, I got out my apartment and knocked next door. The door opened and an old woman opened the door along with a little girl hiding behind her. I smiled warmly at them and bowed with respect. "Good evening, maam. I'm the new tenant from next door. I finished moving in recently and I wanted to share this cake that I received from work for my first day. I hope we all get along" I said and offered the cake politely.

To get to know my next door neighbor, Stephen Hosea Moore, a man possibly hotter than the sun, and shyer than an otter. How would that work out? I try not to stand too close to the window, in case he was there, I wish he was there, however deranged that sounds, wanting my neighbor to watch me twenty four seven. It is quite unfair that he can see me and I can only guess what he was up to. When I told Lara, he and I were supposed to drink this weekend, she said to make moves before then, so it will be easier, we don’t know if alcohol makes him clam up.

I looked around and realized the brunette he was hugging was no longer there. "Hey... What's up?" I greeted like how a normal person would when they saw their neighbor. "Come on, don't give me that shit." Kai scoffed. "That was Ophelia and it was just a harmless hug." Of course it was, with your hands all around her waist like that. "And why do you feel the need to explain to me? I mean... I'm just your neighbor. It's really not my business if you are fucking your friend." I said a bit too calmly for the turmoil going on inside of my mind.

he asked, his voice full of concern. We spent the next few minutes talking about the lawsuit. I updated him on the latest developments, the stress I was under, and the kids' reaction to everything. He listened intently, offering words of comfort and support. We also chatted about his job and the exciting things happening at Paris Fashion Week. "I also wanted to tell you about the new neighbors," I said, stirring a pot on the stove. "The Morris family moved in next door. They seem nice, and they have kids around Zenith and Zendaya’s age."

He was observant enough to notice something funny about me. “Birthday yesterday? You mean Nex? Single mom with different-colored eyes?” I became puzzled by the question asked. “You know Nex?” “We’re neighbors. Right next door to each other,” he answered. “If she has a friend like you with her, I guess it will help make things easy on her.” “What do you mean by that?”

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.

Then the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find Arielle and her mother. 'Oh no. She's here to confront me,' I thought. "Sorry to bother you," Arielle's mother said. "We just moved in next door." Still rattled, I answered, "Hello. I'm Neil Gates." "Here's the thing—I have to go on a business trip for a week. My daughter… isn't quite right in the head." She tapped her temple. "Could you possibly look after her? I'd really appreciate it."

“This afternoon. People brought boxes. Lots of boxes. Big boxes. Maybe furniture. Maybe treasure.” “Maybe bodies,” Max said enthusiastically. I looked at him. He smiled innocently. “I saw it in Tío Theo’s movie.” Bianna sat a little straighter, Max still trapped in her lap. “The empty house next door?” “Mm-hm,” Issa answered. “The lights are pretty now.” I stared at the glow behind the trees. The house next door had never felt close before. This community was designed so every owner could pretend they didn’t have neighbors, only expensive trees and driveways that were far too long. But tonight, those lights made the distance shrink.

"I think that they want me happy regardless." "They will be hun, It will all pan out I promise." Grace placed a hand on Hannah's shoulder. "Well it's getting late we should probably head to bed so we can get a good nights sleep." Said Grace Hannah stood up and followed Grace into the master bedroom. "Which side of the bed is yours?" Hannah joked. "I always sleep closest to the bathroom because I swear I have to pee a million times during the night." Hannah laughed. "I don't have to pee that much. In fact I think I'm an expert at holding my pee which I don't think is a good thing."

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."