Hot Neighbor Obsession Novels & Stories

I want to see him and have him hug me, but my pride is telling me to stay away. I shake my head a little to push back my thoughts about my mate. Anytime I even think of his name I begin to obsess about him. Where is he? What is he doing? Is he okay? It's baffling me. I have never felt this possessive or obsessive over someone. Nathan was my best friend and lover, but I could go hours without wondering what he was up to.

Damn, I didn't ask to play! I am stashed behind the kitchen curtains, and I watch the show, and I like what I see. A beautiful woman that beauty has not left by the side of the road. She is wearing a yellow dress. Excess of coquetry? Need to be seen and admired over and over again? It seems like it is working just fine. I see her. She reminds me of femininity, and chills run through down my spine without being able to refrain them. They go too fast for me, just like my thoughts. I find it hard to focus on anything other than this woman. I do not know her. She doesn't see me from the top of the third floor, and yet I spy on her like a teenager would observe a classmate from the corner of his

He stood beside his car, suit rumpled, hands shaking as he replayed the moment Susan collapsed, her face pale, lips swelling, the terror in her eyes when her lungs betrayed her. He hadn’t known. But that excuse rang hollow even to him now. How do you stay married to someone for 3 years and not know that they are allergic to peonies. His phone buzzed. It was an unknown Number. He answered without thinking. “You will not contact her again.” The voice on the other end was calm, controlled, dangerous. “Adrian,” Julian said hoarsely. “This call is a courtesy,” Adrian replied. “Nothing more.” “I didn’t mean to hurt her.”

"So now its my turn. I am not here just for the cake. So come on I wanna enjoy a show too." "Okay as You wish..!!" I never got too open with anyone but he was so different. I never let my gurads down in front of anyone but he was making me feel strange. I couldn't figure out my feelings then but I just articulate that it was just an attraction. He was actually too sweet and the gesture of cake and Vine on my Dad's birthday was a whole new level!! I didn't realize at that time that this attraction is going to be an addiction and obsession soon. I never imagined that I would fall for someone so easily....

Odd. Who the hell would be out there on Christmas Eve? I paused the TV, padded over in my socks, and peeked through the peephole. My heart slammed against my ribs. Susan. My neighbor Susan, the one I'd been low key obsessing over for months. Hot as sin, with that elegant vibe that made my dick twitch every time I saw her in the hallway.

Third person Jeremy was seated by the side of Lenas bed holding her hand in his, he had refused to take his eyes off of her the entire time. “Are you sure there is nothing that can be done??” Black asked the specialist. He stared at the state of his son,he understood exactly what he felt as he had been in such a state before, he had almost lost his mind but there was Jeremy who was standing strong for the love of his life waiting for her. “All the tests prove she is healthy, nothing seems to be wrong with her,I have even consulted Magic but instead it rebounded as you can see I might be caused” the specialist explained.

"We met him today. He moved into 210 and seemed like a very polite young man, and Otávio took a liking to him. It might just be a new friendship blossoming, especially since the new neighbor has a very clever Labrador." Despite my mother's reassuring explanation, a shadow lingers in my mind. The idea of a new neighbor, especially a man, intrigues me and activates my protective instinct. However, for now, I've decided to trust in my mother's experience and discernment. After all, Otávio's safety and happiness are my absolute priorities. In the following days, Otávio's excitement about the new neighbor grows astonishingly, simultaneously sparking a growing pang of jealousy in my heart. How is

' 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."

New tenants are variables, Variables need time before they’re predictable. That’s the lie I use. The truth is quieter and far less comfortable: “Am officially those cliche creeps who’s become obsessed” And unfortunately or maybe fortunately Noelle Rowe makes me lose my senses. Not all at once, Not in some dramatic collapse but slowly, quietly like a worm slowly eating at my brain making me mad, crazy and filled with unadulterated hunger. The more I watch her through the surveillance camera, the more I study her habits the worse it gets. Observation turns into awareness. Awareness turns into fury and anger.

After so many years I couldn't feel anything about them anymore. I almost forgot about that life. I thought I was finally out of that past. But for the last few days I was not feeling well. A weird sensation was always there surrounding my mind the whole day. That morning, suddenly after so many years I was feeling strange. I was having an ominous feeling. I looked back at Edward. He was so focused in his painting. He looked so handsome when he worked like this. Just by looking at him I felt so warm. Dad was right. Edward was the one for me. I finally found him. I kept my hand over my stomach. I rubbed it with love. I felt so happy.