Passionate Neighbor Novels & Stories

The fragrant aroma of the coffee helped calm my mind a little. Heavy footsteps could be heard approaching, and without turning around, I knew who had just walked into the room. I sighed tiredly. Is it too much to ask for one day ... where I don’t have to deal with him? "You must be excited after discovering that I'm your neighbor." I let out a long sigh, trying to stop myself from slamming the coffee cup in my hand to his face. Pascha stood in the kitchen doorway, his little smile looking as it always did—cold, and annoying.

She scoffs, but her breathing is faster now. “Maybe.” I shrug. “But you don't seem to really mind.” Her eyes narrow. “I'm processing the fact that my asshole neighbor is apparently a creep who sneaks into girls’ rooms.” “Only the ones who read books about guys finger-fucking them until they beg.” She sucks in a breath. Her grip on the book tightens so hard her knuckles go white. “Shut up.” I lean in. “Make me.”

“Dear Cade, You are without a doubt the most arrogant, insufferable, obnoxious man I have ever met. Every word out of your mouth drips with ego, and every smirk you give makes me want to vomit. Don’t flatter yourself thinking I’m obsessed. The only thing I can’t stop thinking about is how wonderful it will be when you finally move out. The building will smell cleaner, sound quieter, and look brighter without you in it. Signed, Your fed-up neighbor.” She shoved the note into an envelope, stomped down the hall, and slapped it against his door so hard the sound echoed. Without knocking, she spun around and started back to her apartment.

That is when he noticed, she looks so bright like the sun he hates. In the morning, he kept thinking about his neighbor. He saw a great place earlier on his news feed. It says there is a firework display later at seven in the evening, he remembers it is the yearly festival of their town. He can invite her to the bay walk. The fireworks are really gorgeous in that view. "Mom, do you know anything about our neighbor? The one in the 45th?" "I heard they are orphans. I don't know much about them. Why?"

He nods and rakes a hand through his hair. I shake my head and chuckle. "For you to think that the most important of everything I've lost just goes to show how much of an inconsiderate person you are. Why don't you just go and find another woman to exploit for your selfish, stupid ploys!" I snap, and glance at my body neighbors. "What are y'all watching? Searching for another neighbourhood gossip to make your boring lives stay relevant?" The neighbors grumble and strat dispersing back to their homes.

My best friend insisted I get a professional to check the entire place for spy cameras, so I did. Finally, my life resumed normal once more. I started looking for a new lady roommate. This time, I was much more cautious than before. I no longer want another creepy roommate. Late at night, when all was quiet next door, I finally had the night to myself. "That idiot. If he were to watch the video earlier, he would have realized I'm not a woman." Yes. Yours truly, a man.

“Oh, you’re leaving? Why aren’t you staying a while longer?” Rain looked up and saw Faye’s provocative expression. “I heard that it’s your parents’ death anniversary today.” Faye stood a few steps away and smiled. “Sorry, Joshua forgot about it because he was taking care of me. Did it cause you to be late visiting their graves?” At that, Rain’s expression turned cold. Her assistant, who also served as her bodyguard, stepped forward and grabbed Faye’s shoulder. However, Rain’s good upbringing allowed her to control her anger. She stared at Faye and said coldly, “Instead of provoking me, why don’t you elevate yourself instead? You have nothing else aside from a face that’s similar to your sist

Sasha After a weekend away from home, we returned to our routines. I took advantage of Marlon's ride to go to the store and he went to work. It was a beautiful day, sunny and people were walking around in the street. My store was in front of a garden, where children used to play. Before opening the store, I spent some time looking at the children playing, happy and radiant. Others were with their parents, the affection between them was so beautiful. I wished my adoptive parents were alive, they were missed to this day. I wish I had had a good relationship with Nancy, my…Sister. Even though I knew she was my sister, I couldn't feel affection for her, just pity. If she had told me right away t

I do not want my baby to be hurt. I have nice pool chairs next to the pool. I hand Connor his soda and go inside to fetch my book and some snacks for us. I am used to my older neighbors coming outside, and they never used their swimming pool. They hardly come to the back of their yard. I like to sit in the front on the porch, watching the neighbors. I put down the snacks on the table next to my chair. My book slips out of my hand, and I bend to pick it up. My ass is showing to the neighbor's house. I hear a man moan, and I get up fast as I do not want to give my elderly neighbor a stroke. As I turn and look around, I see somebody there. I only see the back door closing. Oops, I hope I did no

So, should I say it now? I, Kendall Rush, am no longer having an affair with my married neighbor Jacobo Smith because now and forever, I am going to have my forever happily ever after affair with my hot and handsome former neighbor, Ero Martin Smith, who is now my husband and the father of our three adorable kids. "I love you, Kendall, my former neighbor." "I love you too, Ero, my hot and handsome neighbor! "Even if we didn't end up where we thought, we always end up where we are meant to be." That's what I believe. Sometimes life takes unexpected turns, leading us to places we never imagined, but ultimately, it's where we're meant to be.