Hot Neighbors Novels & Stories

Close enough to require discretion. “Things are moving,” one of them said. “New players. Old ones resurfacing.” Adrian’s fingers stilled around her glass. “Resurfacing?” Nyelle’s gaze sharpened briefly before softening again. “It’s nothing you need to worry about.” Adrian met her eyes. “I don’t like when you say that.” “I know,” Nyelle replied. “That’s why I’m saying it.” Damon leaned closer. “You always this cryptic with each other?”

On top of that, Mom would get mad because my body's not exactly cold tolerant. Fortunately, most of our neighbors have been nice to us since we've been the oldest occupants in the neighborhood. Coupled with the fact that my mom was in the community committee, I could safely say we got some special treatment. Knocking on a random door to ask for some minutes of shelter till the rain stopped wouldn't be a bad idea. Clicking the doorbell, I rubbed my palms together, my teeth chattering, before it dawned on me exactly whose house I was at.

Eleanor’s stew narrows, her shoulders squaring as she asks, “What is it?” “Earlier today, my wife and I went to say hi to our new neighbors. The empty house that hasn’t been occupied in decades finally got lived in. When Hannah and I heard voices, we decided to go say hi. It turns out it’s a battalion of people—men, women, and children.” “What?” Eleanor gasps.

I would look through the peephole but I'm too short to reach. I pull the door open to find five people on my porch. "Hello. My name is Becca," a short, dark haired woman speaks. She is just beautiful. "This is my husband, Scott and our children. Lisa, Matthew and Brandon. We are the Keaths across the street. It is very nice to meet you. We just came over here to welcome you to the neighbourhood. It is really nice to see a ne--- Damnit, Becca. Your scaring her." Becca speaks but Scott cuts her off. I try not to laugh at the cute little scene. "Would you guys like to come in." I ask politely. They all nod and I move out of the way. I close the door once they are all in and walk them over to th

Strangers became neighbors, and neighbors became friends, bound by the shared threads of empathy, understanding, and a collective yearning for connection. As they continued their journey, Nathan and Miranda encountered a young woman named Maya, whose passion for human connection mirrored their own. Maya had founded a community center that served as a hub for individuals seeking connection and belonging. It was a place where people could come together, engage in meaningful conversations, and explore shared interests.

“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.

As she proceeds to open the door, sounds of running steps approaches and passes in a jiffy. “Did you hear that?” “Yes” Bensjasmin replies and still proceeds to open the door but I held her hand and gave her the "don't go look". She shrugs and matches to her seat. As if on cue, my phone rings and I quickly walk to pick it up. It's my neighbor. “The neighbourhood is not safe. I heard there's an intrusion by some strangers. Be safe” My neighbor, a mother of three children whispers and the call ends immediately.

It was not easy to wake up early that day for Jacob. His new neighbors moved in, and it took almost midnight for them to stop all the ruckus of moving stuff. Not to mention that the music that they were playing was not really the most calming for sleeping. Jacob already had a bad initial impression of his neighbors. But, what could he do? By the looks of it, his new neighbors were not renting. They bought the place. Thus there was not much he could do even when he complained.

Liam jerked his chin at the window. “No way.” Nora did not believe him. It was impossible for someone to climb to the 18th floor unless he had some superpowers. Liam let out a long sigh at how slow she was. “Let me introduce myself. I’m Liam Keaton, your new neighbor.” Nora widened her eyes. “For real?” “When have I ever lied to you? ” Nora recalled that the unit opposite them was currently vacant for a long time. However, she wasn’t aware that it was under sale.

We barely spoke for the next several days, and there was an invisible tension lingering between us. I thought about finding an opportunity to apologize to her when our neighbor paid an unexpected visit. A couple, Liam and Heather Smith lived in the apartment next door. They were known as the most affectionate couple in our building, joined at the hip and always in sync. Sometimes, I could not help but wonder how they managed to stay so sweet to each other after so many years of marriage. They hosted a small gathering today and invited several young couples, including us. The men drank while the women chatted. The atmosphere was wonderful. I looked at my wife, who was finally gazing back at m