Lust Next Door Novels & Stories

We sat in the living room, Zara talking nonstop about the States—her job, her apartment, how lonely it got sometimes. “I missed home,” she admitted softly. “And I missed you.” I reached for her hand. “I missed you too.” She looked at Elijah again. “So… how did you two meet?” He glanced at me. “Next-door neighbors.” Her eyes widened. “Are you serious?” I nodded. “Life is strange.” She smiled. “I like this version of your life.” Later, Zara pulled me aside while Elijah stepped out to take a call. “You’re happy,” she said quietly.

Slouched on her double sofas, she scrolled through her phone, humming *Into You* by Chase Atlantic. “Miss Anderson, I apologize for making this online meeting mandatory but certain concerns have been made by not one but multiple tenants regarding your explicit dress sense.” The landlord long text read and Gia rolled her eyes as she lied on her tummy, butt naked and watching her favorite reality show on the Tv. Setting a bowl of chocolate cookies beside herself, she idly fixed one in her mouth. Slowly munching the crunchy sweets in her taste buds, “So good.” She moaned. She was about to turn her phone off and dump it to a corner when her phone started buzzing furiously with comments from the

But then I thought about Mila's couch, the ceiling I had memorized and the way my hand kept finding its way between my thighs at night, chasing something I couldn't catch. Maybe I needed to be around people. Maybe I needed to feel something other than this ache. "Okay," I said. Liam's eyebrows lifted slightly, like he hadn't expected me to agree. But he just nodded, “Great, I will pick you up at nine then." > The party was loud. It was held in an apartment near campus, packed with students spilling out onto the balcony and crowding the kitchen. Music thumped through the walls and the bass vibrated in my chest.

He clenched the photo, face unreadable. From outside the door came the giggles and mockery. "Wow, that outfit was fire." "That necklace? Total steal." "Love that ring." Bruce frowned. Then came the stings. "Celina's gone. Guess no one's doing our laundry now." "Yeah, or massaging our legs." "She made a solid little maid though, didn't she? Haha!" Bruce's jaw locked. His grip on the doorknob went white-knuckle. Veins pulsed under his skin.

As the minivan drove into Dream’s Waterfront, Andrius got out. Lyra waved at Andrius. “Bye. If you have the time, please visit my grandpa’s clinic. I’ll make you tea.” “Of course.” He arrived in front of Luna's door. Right before he knocked on it, the door opened. Luna pulled a long face and stared at Andrius, saying, “I have a curfew here. If you had been five minutes later, you would've been sleeping outside.”

she asked, looking at the calendar. I nodded. “They’re holding a small celebration here. Mom insisted on having it here in the Homestead because it’s Luster’s sixteenth birthday, and he’s like a son to her as well. Luster wanted a private celebration, so only family and friends were invited.” “Ohh. That’s great then,” Sera smiled. “He must be so excited.” I huffed. “He was literally vibrating when he told me about it. It seemed he was envious of Leilani’s wolf, whom she always talked about with him, that’s why Luster wanted to meet his even more.”

Nadine asks, eye wide. "He's my neighbor, he lives next door." I say "What?!" They all shout. "Ok guys, take a chill pill." I say surprised at their reactions. "I think that's stoners talk," Luke mutters his arm draped around Liv's shoulder. "First Aaron and now Jesse. What's it about Californian girls?" Liv says smiling at me. "Hottest around the globe," I say to her smirking and we start laughing. "Let's have a sleep over," Nadine says grabbing my hand.

I played forward middle school. Today there is no soccer game, so they had started a movie. I sit criss-crossed between Liam and Leon on their white couch. Liam is reclined and has his feet rested on the coffee table. The only light in this spacious room is sourced from the TV and the windows outside. I love being in a penthouse. The streets below are a lot less noisy. Leon put on this movie called The Tomorrow War he was wanting to see. I don't understand why he waited until November, but he is excited nonetheless.

He was annoyingly attractive in a way that felt illegal during a moving crisis. "Oh my God," Sydney blurted, her face heating up. "Ever heard of knocking?" He flashed a smile that was dangerously easy to trust. "The door was open. I’m Liam. I live upstairs, heard a literal earthquake, and figured I should check if my new neighbor was being crushed by her own library." Sydney snorted, her "stranger danger" radar momentarily offline. "No, just my dignity. I’m Sydney." "Nice to meet you, Sydney. Want help, or do you prefer the DIY struggle?"

Inside her own house, her mom was on the phone, pacing the kitchen, laptop open, heels kicked off. “I know,” her mom was saying tiredly. “Yes. I’ll be there Monday.” Ruby sighed. Business trip again. After a quick dinner alone, she retreated to her room. An hour later, she realized she’d left her charger downstairs. With a groan, she padded back down, passing the front window. That’s when she saw it. Next door. Lights flicked on in the Kingston house. One by one. Not bright. Not welcoming. Just… functional. And then she saw him.