My Hot Neighbor Novels & Stories

No matter how much I wanted to avoid him, I couldn’t. Not really. He wasn’t just the guy who made my life miserable at school. He was my neighbor. He lived twenty feet away. Always had. Maybe always would. As if sensing me, he looked up. Our eyes met. For a moment neither of us moved. The teasing wasn’t there. Neither was the cruelty. There was only that same strange look from earlier. Like he was trying to figure something out. I looked away first. Of course I did. I always did.

“Yeah, on Tenth Street, next to that hot guy who can’t leave his room?” Beth realized she must’ve said something about Ryan at some point, though she had no idea where the word “hot” had come in. Surely, she had never called her asshole next door neighbor hot. It was easier to just say, “Yeah. That’s right. It’s a gray two-story house.” “All righty. See you Tuesday.” “Thanks, Zoey. You are a lifesaver.” Butterflies were already churning in her stomach as she thought about whether or not she could actually pull this off.

I yell. The neighbor who lives next door opens her apartment door and mad at me “Hey young lady… what time is it!” The old lady says. I walk closer to her in dismay “I’m so sorry Mam… I’m looking for my friend who lives here, do you see her?” I say in dismay. “Ahhh… I think I saw her leave this place hours ago” She says as her temper is getting less. “Thanks for the information mam, I appreciate that,” I say.

He instantly went near him and covered him with a huge blanket. “I smell someone entered in my territory.” Hunter seriously commented while gritting his teeth. Butler Henry’s eyes widened. He wanted to hide Miss Leila’s trespassing escapades, but Hunter had advanced senses – even more advanced than their Alpha Hudson, his father, had. Butler Henry cleared his throat. “Our neighbor went inside the mansion.” He plainly stated. With that, he saw how his deep ocean blue eyes darkened – because of fury.

I looked around and realized the brunette he was hugging was no longer there. "Hey... What's up?" I greeted like how a normal person would when they saw their neighbor. "Come on, don't give me that shit." Kai scoffed. "That was Ophelia and it was just a harmless hug." Of course it was, with your hands all around her waist like that. "And why do you feel the need to explain to me? I mean... I'm just your neighbor. It's really not my business if you are fucking your friend." I said a bit too calmly for the turmoil going on inside of my mind.

She's so damn snoopy. Wait, did she just say neighbours? "Where do you live?" I ask, my heart pounding in complete fear. I hope she doesn't give me the answer that I dread the most. "The house next door." She grins. "We are neighbors. " No! "Trent is going to be so happy that his 'friend' lives just next door." She adds. "I can't wait to share the great news! You should invite us for a housewarming party. Oh, pass. I forgot how dramatic and salty you can get in a party."

He doesn’t seem like the neighbourly type anyway. I shrug and go into unit 301, plop down on my sofa and think about the amazing sex I just had. A cold breeze from my open balcony window hits me I become very aware of my hard nipples against my lose tank top. Gosh, if my balcony door was open, whoever was outside definitely heard me. My balcony faces the road, where my mystery neighbour's car must have been parked while he was moving.

I took advantage of the opportunity to rush to the front door and greet whoever was knocking. "It's 7:00 p.m., and you're disrupting our night. It's fine to party, but you seem to be having so much fun that you've forgotten about your neighbors! Stupid kids!" One of our neighbors voiced her displeasure. She even stole a glimpse inside and grimaced. She was probably judging my batchmates now in her head. Three of our neighbors are standing directly in front of my door right now; they are all people in their 50s with angry expressions on their faces.

“There’s many of us who wouldn’t disagree.” Adrienne rolled her eyes and groaned. She wanted to tell her friends about her new next-door neighbor. But after hearing how obsessed they were with him, she decided not to inform them. At least not yet. She knew the minute she told them, they would have a stakeout in her apartment. Not that she minded having them over. She didn’t want Justin Adams to realize that his neighbor and her friends watched him in his own private refuge like he was a goldfish in a fish tank.

He was observant enough to notice something funny about me. “Birthday yesterday? You mean Nex? Single mom with different-colored eyes?” I became puzzled by the question asked. “You know Nex?” “We’re neighbors. Right next door to each other,” he answered. “If she has a friend like you with her, I guess it will help make things easy on her.” “What do you mean by that?”