Hot Neighbor Obsession Novels & Stories

How would she have explained it, if she had? Who’s that crazed man breacouncil into your gym, you ask? That’s just my neighbor, whom I cursed into being obsessed with me when the awful, magical power inside me burst out. Now, he’s feeling compelled to get closer to me, maybe even kidnap and try to torture me to death. No biggie. Oh, and those three hot-as-fuck men that look like the mafia? So sorry about them. I’m sure they won’t actually kill us. Probably. Nothing to worry about. Yeah. That would go over like a lead balloon.

I quickly pulled my hand back, my cheeks flushing with a rare, uncontrollable warmth. A sudden, sharp snarky voice echoed strictly in my head. "Oh, fascinating. The ruthless Empress of Rebirth is getting flustered over a little bit of friction? Careful, Host, your biological heart rate just spiked by twenty beats per minute. How pathetic." *Shut up, Nebula,* I snapped back mentally, ignoring the insufferable cat as I quickly cleared my throat and pulled out my phone to break the tension. I opened the Obsidian Ridge Residents Group Chat, which was still buzzing with low-frequency static over our localized estate tower. Down the hill, the wealthy neighbors were trapped inside their dark, shive

I learned she loved a specific, simple dish from her childhood that her family’s chef never made quite right. It wasn’t healthy. It was an obsession. A wild, toxic obsession that felt like it was breaking me from the inside out. I bought the Castino building because I caught her scent in the lobby once when I was visiting a business associate. It was just a small glint, flowers and sunshine and something uniquely her. I couldn’t get it out of my head. It was like drugs. So I bought the whole damn building. But I moved into a penthouse as a tenant. Because if the owner lived there, it would be suspicious. This way, I could be near that scent. I could walk the same halls. No one knew. It was m

A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) EPISODE EIGHTY TWO THEME: Beastly desires CONNECTICUT, UNITED STATE OF AMERICA CHRISTOPHER CRAWFORD APARTMENT Heat radiated every part of Christopher's body despite being outdoor. He had the urge to slap his mouth for rebelling against him. Why didn't he try to figure out if it was a sensitive topic for her? They had only just gotten friendly with each other recently and he had to ruin the atmosphere because he was being nosy.

I really had to find her a new man to obsess over so we could leave this behind us. I walked back to the widow and there I saw the solution to my problems. It was the new neighbor. He was a young man with dirty blonde hair and tattoos all over his bare chest. He kept carrying his boxes to the door displaying his strength. That man was sure to shut Rachel up for a while. I would fuck him myself if it wasn't for her but she needed this more than me. It was time to bake some cookies and welcome our new neighbor.

THE DISCOVERY Time flew so fast,but to Ruth it was stagnant.She was under house arrest for two months,she didn't have a glimpse of what the outside world looks like,the party she found absurd was having to see what's going on in the internet because of her cell phone Rita took against her will. Her physical appearance began to increase rapidly, Rita noticed all of this and unfortunate thoughts began to course through her,she wouldn't even imagine what she was thinking to come to reality,so she died off the matters and moved on.

I glare after him, pushing myself into another rep. This is the problem. It’s not just that I’m living with my enemy. It’s that Ronan Hwan’s presence fills every corner of this house. His grin, his cooking, the way he looks in a towel—it’s all incredibly inconvenient when you’re trying to maintain enough hate to burn his world down.

The hardest thing in loving a woman is to keep her feelings. *** Ansel was like a possessed person. He repeatedly rang the bell of Qeiza’s apartment door. Its sounds roared hard so it could reach the neighbors’ apartments. Some of them opened their apartment doors. They altogether poked their heads. They were curious about what’s happening. Otherwise, they also felt annoyed with the guest who didn’t know the etiquette. It’s after midnight. He shouldn’t have made noise.

Norris could do better. Ok, Stop... Not my problem. “I heard that hot new transfer is your neighbor.” WHAT?? Has his house address leaked already? “New Transfer?” I am not gonna admit I know him. It will end up with the same signature question. Are you planning to fuck him, too? Not exact words, but something subtle. “Oh, come on! He lives somewhere near the lake. You live there too… Rich people!!” I roll my eyes. There must be hundreds of houses and not everyone there is well off.

"You keep that sickness to yourself! I can't afford to get sick." "It's nothing to worry about, really," I reassured her. "Just haven't been sleeping well." Her eyes narrowed in concern. "What’s been keeping you up?" I sighed, the words spilling out before I could stop myself. "It's Aaron. Something just feels off about him. I found a note in his car about Nicholas, and every time I see him, he brings up Nicholas like he has some weird obsession with him. I don’t know what to think."