Neighbors Hot Daughter Novels & Stories

The couple couldn’t think what to say and what to not as they comforted her heartbroken daughter, who wailed like a child in their embrace. With a nasty glance, his father took his daughter to leave the scene before anyone comes heading, his daughter wailing so loud they couldn’t stop her. What they didn’t know the neighbors in the locality were already aware of what was going on there as they peeked through their windows to see the whole ruckus, which might be the major topic of gossiping among the elder woman the next morning. They left him stranded there as he realized how late was he to go home and rushed to take his ride from his café.

The momma looked up at him and then smiled as she opened her mouth and waited for the mischievous son to put his cock in it. In her room the beautiful daughter was screaming, "You mother fucking bastard!" at her now ex-boyfriend who had just informed her that Nancy Wilde was a better piece of ass and he was going to date her from now on. The beautiful daughter threw down her cell phone and ran crying from her room to find the momma who would give her a shoulder to cry on. The beautiful daughter ran into the kitchen and stopped dead in her tracks as she saw the momma bent over the kitchen table being fucked by the friendly neighbor while the mischievous son fucked the momma's mouth. The beaut

Her best friend. “Fine, I’ll figure something out, wait in the living room.” When my daughter was gone I shook the man in my bed awake. “Hey, I’m pretty sure we fucked last night,” I said when his eyes opened. “Are you sober enough to drive me to drop my daughter off at school??” He groaned as he sat up and looked around. “I don’t have my car,” he said. “I can call a rideshare app now, I’ll pay.” He yawned. “I’m Andrew by the way.”

She hasn't said a word about my date, not that we have that kind of intimacy, but she's my neighbor and everyone here knows my background. "The husband was a psychopath" "Her sister married her ex brother-in-law" "Her father is in jail" They were the nicest lines I've ever heard from any of them. "Oh, dear. I am silent as the wind. Cesar whispers in my ear and my eyes drop to his bare feet. We both took off our shoes downstairs to avoid making any noise. I smile.

I picked her up. "What's forbid?" Kelsey asked as she squirmed in my arms to look back at Jackson. "Not allowed to." I clarified, letting out a sigh as I walked to the elevator. "Bye, stranger!" Kelsey waved at him. I let out another sigh. She is his daughter, after all. And Jackson, the asshole, was grinning as he waved back. . . . Something told me the asshole would be lurking in the parking lot still so I dropped my daughter at my neighbor's apartment - Miss Jenkins was a sweetheart and adored Kelsey. And I made my way back downstairs.

"Daddy, I want a kiss." Nityam who always had a cold face now wears a gentle smile and kiss on Sugar's face. "Daddy are you busy?" "Not at all." "Then do you sleep with me tonight and tell me a story?" "Of course, your wish is on my command." Father and daughter chat happily. There is also someone who is standing at the corner and looking at them. A woman in a light pink dress standing at the door. She is so far to hear what they are talking about, but her expression is filled with jealousy and hatred.

my son inputted, coming over to hug me. "I missed you." "I missed you too, daddy." ____________________ Blossom's POV "Hi Blossom. Have you heard the news?" my neighbor asked as I approached my apartment door. "No. What's going on?" I asked her, turning towards her. She lived right across from me. "The building is being sold to some new owners." "What does that say for us?" "Not sure as yet. We'll be noticed sometime next week." "Okay. Thanks for letting me know."

“Love you too, sweetie.” Flashing a rare smile, Nathan hangs up the phone. His daughter can be a handful at times but she’s a good kid with simple demands. He shakes his head in amusement. Checking his phone’s map, he looks for the nearest music store. There’s one around the corner so he steers towards it.

“Well, information getting to me now says he’s headed for Cathena as we speak, something about his daughter failing to shift yesterday at her eighteenth birthday ball.” My hands clenched into fists as I recalled pictures of that night, a slow fury coursed through my veins. But wait, he has a daughter? Why do I care? All I want now is to rip his head just as he’d done to my father’s, a head for a head. Footsteps echoed on the terrace and it was my beta and cousin, I brought back my gaze to my late father's friend. “How far is Cathena on a horse?”

My wife, Lani Fort, finally answered my calls only after my daughter, Anjou, stopped breathing. “Didn’t I tell you that Warren Stafford’s dog was having a difficult labor? I’m in the middle of saving a life right now. “You’ve called 108 times in two hours. What on earth is going on?” Two hours earlier, my daughter had suddenly developed a high fever, so I took her to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed her with acute myocarditis and said her only chance of survival was to use an ECMO machine. The $50,000 initial fee for the treatment had become an insurmountable obstacle for me. I called her 108 times, but she had rejected every single call. My voice trembled as I held my daughter’s lif