Hot Neighbor Obsession Novels & Stories

“Oh, come on. He’s probably seen worse. And besides, we’re just two girls enjoying a little eye candy.” I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my seat. “This is a disaster.” Jessica, sensing my distress, turned the phone back to herself. “It’s fine. Besides, you know he’s probably used to this by now. Look at him. The man has a fan club.” I stared at the screen for a moment longer, taking in the photo of Dino, his broad shoulders, his confident stance, the way the sunlight reflected off his skin. It made my heart race, and not in the way I wanted it to. Was I really still this affected by him?

Jasmine instantly shifted her gaze to Pedro and saw that he was busy on his laptop; it wasn't as though someone was speaking; ''I'll be serving you snack and drinks now, there's a menu beside your table, please pick your choice. '' She said, her eyes still not wavering; Jasmine's brows creased. She just realized that the woman had treated her as though she was not in there; her whole attention was focused on Pedro, who was not even looking at her. Jasmine wanted to laugh; now she understood what was going on, the woman wanted to get Pedro attention, because he's obviously wealthy and very handsome. She didn't blame her though, who wouldn't want a wealthy handsome boyfriend? Besides, she was

I'll have to find an excuse to wear it for him next time he cums - oops, come here. God! I'm so hot I'm almost trembling and it's really time to head for the bedroom. I almost make it when, "ding dong", the doorbell rings! What the Hell?? No one EVER comes to my door except Ted. I almost ignore it, but then figure I better check, just in case. I go look through the peeper. OH FUCKING GOD! It's my neighbor, Bob, the neighborhood stud! Or he would be if his damn wife, Sue, would ever get more than six feet away from him. Actually, she seems like a very nice lady, and now I'm the one being catty, but she knows what she's got, and protects it. I peek again

I definitely didn’t stop to pick up cursed garden decorations. For a full thirty seconds, I just stared at it. Maybe River sent them, perhaps I was too angry to see it lying there yesterday. I sat up slowly, heart thumping. The air smelled faintly of… smoke? I reached out but stopped halfway. What if they’re poisoned? Or cursed? Or worse… romantic. I inhaled sharply. No. Impossible. He would never... Actually, Zorin would absolutely do something this unhinged. My chest tightened. And instead of anger, a memory flashed, his mouth against my ear, the heat of him pressed against me and the way my toes curled when he whispered:

I didn't want to cook something he wouldn't eat and have it go to waste. I took a deep breath. Ethan Cole. In my home. In one hour. Great. Just great. --- **Ethan's POV** I don't usually stare at my phone like a teenager waiting for a text back, but today… apparently, I do. *"Third floor. Apartment 35."* Good. At least she's home. I grabbed my car keys and stepped out of the mansion, ignoring Ryan yelling behind me, *"TELL LILY WE SAID HIIIII!"*

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

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 occupy a small apartment that consist of one master bedroom, a living room and a kitchen, grabbing my key from where I usually hang it beside the door, I clicked open the door and out I went, locking it after me. I rushed into the elevator, smiling to my elderly neighbor who if I allowed, would never stop her greetings, she would be like, 'Hazel, the weather is so beautiful today' 'Hazel, did you watch the news last night, poor man couldn't believe his wife had been cheating on him for years' let me clarify you, she hardly watches the news but one TV drama that always play in the evening at 9:00, to her, everything is news. I pressed the ground floor on the button and smiled to my other ne

And that attraction was lethal making him want her more and more each and every time when she would come infront him. For some odd reason, that girl was becoming an unhealthy obsession for him.

Their stolen moment on the rooftop felt like a dream, tainted by the revelation of his family secret. One day, while staring out the window, thinking about the things going on in her life presently and the people involved, when Emily noticed a delivery person leave a small brown package outside her door. Curiosity piqued, she reached for it, a sense of hope flickering within her. It had no sender's address, just her name written on the brown paper in a haste. Her heart pounded as she tore it open, revealing a book titled "Hidden Trails." A small note slipped out, the words familiar yet unsettling: