My Neighbor Is Hot Novels & Stories

"Aah good morning beautiful ladies. Natalia care to enlighten me who is this beautiful woman?"While his eyes were trained on me. "Uh..h M..My bestfriend Zita.Zita this is my neighbour Etienne Martin." "Nice to meet you " Zita said "The pleasure is all mine." "Need any help ladies?" "Uh..no,we can manage".I stuttered. "Sure...Have a good day both of you." "That hot piece of ass is your neighbour?"exclaimed Zita.I sighed.

"Girl! You should have been an interior designer 'cause what?! So beautiful!" I smiled. "Thank you." I had actually taken my time to set things up in my room, turning it to my dream pink personal space. "And there's a library too." "Yeah, a library I probably won't even use." "Um.. Mira?" She was looking out the window. "Yes?" "Your neighbor is by far the most hottest thing I've ever seen." I furrowed my brows. Neighbor? I had seen a few people around the area but a neighbor in the next apartment? I haven't really seen anyone there since I moved in.

The instructions had betrayed me. The second attempt fared marginally better, right up until I misjudged the toast entirely and set off the smoke detector loud enough that I was fairly certain the neighbors two floors down heard it, possibly mistook it for an actual emergency, possibly were currently calling the Finnish equivalent of a fire department on my behalf. I stood on a chair, waving a dish towel at the detector like a man surrendering to an invisible enemy, muttering something in Italian that would have made my grandmother cross herself twice over.

What was his name again? I simply didn't care! Anyway, the guts of him infuriated me. Tell me, how does he find it enjoyable to cause mayhem to someone's daily sleep? Every morning at 6:45, my neighbor would find it pleasurable to let his dogs out through the back door. Their annoying barks would stir me up from sleep, waking me up. One morning I decided to go to the window which was adjacent to his window and yell at him. But I soon fell silent when I noticed that my new neighbor was hot and also nude.

His magical fingers gently massaged her stiff neck. “That’s the way. Now sweetie, listen to me. I’ve been to hundreds of parties, and I’ve been able to control them, so if the crowd happens to get out of hand tonight, let me deal with the problem, okay?” She nodded. “Good. Now tell me, are any of your neighbors old and grouchy?” She had lost herself in his dreamy green eyes and couldn’t bring herself to look away. “Umm, no. My oldest neighbors are in their late forties, but they’re never home.”

I bet he's high on weed. "Heeeeeey Lil mama!!!" Lil mama? We just met but he has such a ridiculous nickname for me? "Hey... I'm your new neighbour," I get straight to the point. "I was-" "My neighbour? Perfect! So I'll be seeing this sweet face every morning from now on-" I cut off his flirty remarks. "Hey. Can you please tone down the volume? I'm trying to watch something but-" He is staring at my lips. "Please stop talking, angel face. I just can't stop staring at your lips when they are moving like that. It's torture to my soul!"

She asked whilst placing her hands on her hips. Neighbors!? Neighbors!? Is she fucking kidding me!? Three of us standing here right now very well know that they don't have neighbors! So if she's trying to say something, she should better speak up "What stupid neighbors? You and I very well know that the only things surrounding us are tall trees and fucking vegetations." Baron furrowed his brows "How did you know we are surrounded by just vegetation?"

I'm hot. I have never seen him being the bad boy that everyone talks about at school. I have always heard such things about him. But sometimes, a look into his level brown eyes that was almost frightening made me feel a weird kind of feeling. As if there was something underneath that quiet guy exterior - something primitive and deadly that could do a lot of damage if aroused. So, I know for sure that I should not mess with him. Back then, I did not know that I would be messing with him in the future. I'm so not ready to face my new neighbour.

But my cheeks were burning from the adrenaline and my racing heart. “Amber, are you here for work?” Sophia’s voice came from behind. Before I could answer, Adrian spoke for me again. “Amber’s our neighbor. Raymond’s granddaughter.” “Oh! That’s great! All our neighbors are old and boring. It’s wonderful that you’re here. You’ll come over for coffee this weekend, won’t you?” Sophia’s excitement was practically glowing. “Sure, why not,” I said. My cheeks were still flushed; that close moment with Adrian had definitely gotten to me.

These past few weeks, I had finally felt peaceful. Though I hadn’t had the chance to breathe in the wonderful smell of red roses or enjoy the view from the balcony or under the streetlight, I had peace,until now. Andrew stood tall, his left hand deep in his pocket. He rubbed the space between his brows. I didn’t want to listen to his blabber and quickly headed out to work. “Heyyy, Little Petel! Off to work again?” “Yes, Miss Jenkins.” I smiled at my neighbor. I had over twenty neighbors in total. They all seemed to like me for some reason I didn’t know.