Love Next Door Novels & Stories

Not knowing who the father of her child was, Lana was just trying to find someone to play dad. Out of all her options, Mark was the most loyal. He was the perfect sucker, blindly worshiping his unforgettable first love. I had thought the Markles might sweep the whole mess under the rug, especially with Nathan choosing not to pursue the scandal. However, since they wanted to drag it back into the light, I wasn’t going to play nice anymore. “Take a good, hard look at your 'pure' first love!”

"Don't you love me? If you don't, then why? Why have you always been so good to me?" "Because I promised your father," he stated, his voice deliberate and stern. "I have no romantic feelings for you. The only person I love is Cammy. Given the circumstances, it is best for you to be abroad." As he spoke, he took out his phone to begin the arrangements. With a sob of desperation, Chloe snatched a fruit knife from the hall table and raised it to her wrist. Jonathan moved faster, wrenching it from her grasp. The blade sliced deeply across his palm. She stared, horrified, as blood welled and dripped to the floor.

And as the car disappeared into the night, one certainty settled in with cold clarity: The next time the League tried to get close to me, they wouldn’t use trust. They would use war. Michelle’s POV Watching the Bentley disappear down the street felt like watching the last piece of my life tear itself loose. The taillights vanished into the city, swallowed by motion and distance, and with them went the man I was never supposed to fall in love with. John finally knows, I thought bitterly. Of course he does.

I had stayed awake for an hour just watching her, counting her breaths, memorizing every inch of her face. I sat at the edge of the bed and grabbed the pillow, sniffing it and inhaling her scent. My eyes watered as the memories came in a flood. Our last moment together when I told her I loved her, haunted me. I pressed the heels of my hands into my eyes. I missed her so much it was making me sick. My phone buzzed. A reminder notification. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at the screen. Birthday reminder: Bowie Reyes- December 18th.

Hollered Grace. Over the course of a few hours both Hannah and Grace planned a very very small courthouse wedding with no guests and a lavish honeymoon in the mountains that would seperate them from the rest of the world. And once they got back from their honeymoon they would very quickly begin their search for their dream home. And if they couldn't buy it, Grace suggested that the two of them could build their dream home, together.

Nobody knows how much Lev is willing to pay just to have his peace back. The thing is, he also knows to himself that the peace and quiet that he wanted have become something priceless the moment his new neighbor moved in. Loud music on speaker, shouting on the phone-name it. It seems like that his new neighbor knows everything except for silence. And what could be the worst thing that can come from next door? Sex! Loud moans and all the other sexual sounds! Bed creaking, loud begging, ragged voices and heavy breathing, moans and moans and moans!

I say to her placing the phone on the table. "Hey Mom," Jackson and Journee say one after the other. "Hey, how are you guys doing," she says. "We're fine Mom, we're going out tomorrow night to the wing place to watch the basketball game," Jackson says. "I've heard. You guys have fun. Let me talk to Lena alone for a little bit and I'll call you guys later," Mom says cutting to the chase. "Alright Mom, talk to you later," Journee says dragging Jackson out of the kitchen with his plate and sub still in his hand.

Just then, two people, I presume to be a couple, walk by, holding hands. I'm staring from my room's window, which is upstairs. So, they don't know that someone is spying on them from above. I watch the lady laugh at the things the man is saying, and I smile again. "Isn't it funny? "I question my ginger cat, as I stare back at my computer. It is funny... It's funny how in all my books... Most of them actually, I make my characters find love and find the ones who will spend and share their happily ever after forever with them.

"To Love Triangle. The movie that broke all of us apart, just so destiny could put us back together with the right people." Everyone laughed, raising their glasses as the crystal clinked under the stars. Later that night, after bidding Orio and Clover a warm farewell at their hotel, Agatha and Lexie drove back to their peaceful suburban home. The house was quiet when they walked through the front door, the moonlight filtering through the large glass windows of the living room. Lexie kicked off her designer heels, letting out a contented sigh as she leaned back against the kitchen counter. Agatha stepped into her space, wrapping her arms loosely around Lexie's waist and pulling her close.

It marked the day that I, Charlotte Grace, had fallen in love with the boy next door. "Charlie!" my mom yelled from downstairs. "Charlie, come down here!" ''What does she want now?" I thought. I was in the middle of watching Scooby Doo in my room and it was getting into the good part - busting the bad guys. I picked up my remote which was lying beside me on the floor and pressed the mute button. "Why?" I asked, very annoyed by the interruption. She yelled again, "We're going next door to meet our new neighbors, so come down here right now!"