Naughty Neighbors Novels & Stories

“Nonsense! Why would there be any surveillance in the smoking area?” Just as I was about to say there actually was, Ivy rubbed her eyes and cried out, “Mr. Shane, it’s not Ms. Hill’s fault. It’s all my fault for living next door to you. It led to Ms. Hill misunderstanding us. “Could you plead with Ms. Hill for me? She resents me and can bully me however she wants, but she can’t deliberately harm the child in my womb!” Julian’s eyes widened. “Clara, you’d harm an unborn baby? The child is innocent!”

I left the sealed research institute to attend my daughter's graduation, only to stumble upon a scene that froze my blood—my husband's nanny humiliating my daughter in front of everyone. She sneered and declared, "Austin Grant rules over Bexley City." I smiled. "Well, I think that's about to change." … What I couldn't understand was how, during all the years I'd been gone, Austin could let something like this happen. How could he allow a mere nanny to bully my precious daughter?

I had to take care of my child so Camila got me a job in Greenville Montessori High School. Camila came into the kitchen, grabbed a cup of water, and then moved close to me. “Are you excited about your new neighbor? Who do you think it might or they may be? Maybe a married couple or a family of 6!” “Or maybe a serial killer who is used to killing for fun and now is probably looking for a place to lay low” I pouted my lips and stared at her. “Avery! You have the worst imagination and mindset ever! Why would you even think about something like that?!”

Martha was trying to get the neighbors to join her, but she quickly realized that everyone was looking at her with disgust and disdain. One of the neighbors, Nancy Darwin, glared at Martha and pointed at her. "You're that bastard Levi West's mother?" Nancy immediately shouted at the top of her lungs, saying, "Guys, this is the bitch who gave birth to that fucking animal!" Martha frowned, wanting to retort, but before she could say anything, the other neighbors started gossiping and whispering things about her.

It's also going to be mafia themed. With this, Daddy's Naughty Secret has finally come to an end. I'm glad you enjoyed the book and followed through despite everything. Thank you for your views, your likes and comments. I hope to see you all when I'm back with a new book ( it might not be the book two of DNS though ).

“Fascinated by their culture.” A chuckle skitters off my skin. “I like Susanna just fine.” “Good thing it’s my name, not yours,” I drawl cattily and yelp when a hand comes down on my ass. It smarts, but heat spreads from the skin, running a path down to my clitoris. “Catriona, maybe. I’d get a small house in the countryside with nice neighbors I can emotionally blackmail into baking me muffins every morning.” His shadow of a stubble scruffs against the back of my ear. “Muffins?”

Most people might feel embarrassed by having their neighbor turn up in the night to ask them to quiet down, but he didn't let it stop him one bit. My only remaining option was to call my mom and vent. "The house is fine Mommy, but my neighbor's a satyriasis." There was confused silence from the other end of the line. "Your neighbor's a what, sweetie?" "He's like a rabbit. I can hear him going at it from dusk till dawn. My nerves are shredded. If you don't believe me, come listen for yourself." I made sure to sound despondent. In truth, I'd been wanting to redecorate for a while and this seemed like the perfect excuse.

he said to me, and I nodded in agreement. He moved even closer to me, and I could feel the warmth of his body. I couldn't help but smile in that moment, and I looked up to see his face just as the spotlight shifted away from us. Wrong timing! "My name is Kent, and I'm your neighbor," I heard his name, but I couldn't understand his last words due to the loud music. I simply nodded so he wouldn't notice that I was getting lost in my own thoughts again.

Sasha I look out the window at home, seeing Marlon getting into the car and leaving for work. I waited a few minutes and started getting ready to leave, wearing something simple and practical, leggings and a black t”shirt, sneakers and a cap. I called the taxi and asked it to take me to the address I had written down on the paper. I couldn't drive, because of my mental condition. It wasn't safe for me or others. The place was distant, it was far from the city, it took almost half a walk to get there. When I arrived in the neighborhood, I asked for a taxi to stop one block before the place. I got out of the taxi and walked to the place. I arrived and spent a minute looking at the house, Nancy

she muttered to herself as she walked into the building and towards the reception. She could spot a lot of famous celebrities walk in and out the building. Her eyes blinked as she debated if she was in the right place or not.To live here must cost a fortune. “Hello,” the woman at the desk smiled at her, she was dark skinned with short curly hair that flowed down her shoulders. “Hi, my name is Christine and I was invited here for an interview”. “This is an apartment not an office,” the receptionist replied eyeing Christine suspiciously. “Sorry it’s for a nanny job, the person gave me this card,” Christine replied, she took out a business card from her purse and slid it across the desk towards