Romans & histoires Riley Thorn And The Dead Guy Next Door

Riley didn't dare to breathe as she slowly turned around and her heart drummed wildly when she saw a silhouette through the corner of her eyes thanks to the small amount of moonlight that came in the kitchen through the big window that opened in the backyard. "W...who is there?" She stuttered while clutching the kitchen island tightly in her hand. It was as if she was surrounded by ghosts because there was no one there. A scream tore through her lips when her finger touched the plate and it made a small clattering sound. Riley made a blind dash out of the kitchen while screaming on top of her lungs. "Help God! Help-ump." She collided with a wall and was about to fall back when that wall wrap

My Next Door Mate 25 Lisa door bell rings and the girls turned to look at the door. "Do you think it's Dan? Do you think he came to check up on you?" Audrey screamed. "Nah, I don't think so" Lisa chuckled "Gianna, check the door please?" She said. Gianna walked up to Lisa's door and opening it, she sees Ryan and Stephanie there. "Oh my God, so bad of me not to come thank you. Thank you so much for yesterday" Gianna stretch her hand for a handshake with Ryan and he received it warmly.

Kylie doesn't exist! Uncle: Huh? Serena: The landlord made a mistake… copied his name wrong. That old toad set me up for misery. Now I'm stuck in a house with a guy that pretty much just walked out of the stone ages. Uncle: He's that bad? Serena: The absolute worst. Acts as though he was raised in a barn. Uncle: hahaha I'd love to meet this Kyle! He seems like the perfect match for you. Serena: Yeah… until I need you to bail me out of prison at midnight.

I’d give it a ten. Even the air itself carried a faint mix of leather and vanilla. Another scent I didn’t know was a good combo. “Aren’t you going to introduce us?” the tuxedo guy’s voice echoed, snapping me out of my thoughts. My gaze narrowed to Killian, who already had a brow raised. “You’ve never taken interest in any of my visitors,” he said, and I scoffed. “Duhhh. None of them have ever been me,” I said, extending my arm for a handshake. “I’m Riley. And you are?”

I joked, trying to make it less scary. "Mr. Chen sells old, dying flowers, not roses that look more expensive than our rent," Sloane said. "I'm telling you, Elara. Someone is watching you. It's exciting!" "It's not exciting, it's scary," I said, my voice sharper than I meant it to be. "Exciting is... I don't know, a guy from my class asking to borrow a pen. Not some stranger sending no name gifts and watching you from a car." A chill went down my back, and it wasn't from the cold drink.

The old Blackwood Manor, its gothic spires piercing the night sky. Twenty-five-year-old Riley Harper had joined the investigation as a favor to her friend’s production company, documenting the notorious haunted estate for a new paranormal series. She was a skeptic at heart, but the paycheck was too good to pass up.

Just like that. Beckett looks away. Back to them. Back to his world. The ache in my chest returns immediately. Sean notices. Of course he notices. He sighs. “You two are weird.” I nearly choke. “What?” Before he can answer, Colt’s voice carries across the hallway. Loud. Too loud. “Yo, Beck. Your neighbor coming to the game Friday?” My stomach immediately tightens. Beckett doesn’t answer. Tyler smirks. “What? Hoodie girl?”

I push all emotion away and just focus on one and that is anger towards my aunt. Suddenly, he stopped by a lamppost which is infront my apartment. I’m surprised he knew where I stayed. “So i’ll see you tomorrow in my office?” Adrian asks. “See you Mr. Hawthorne” I say and give him a polite smile as I get out from his car. Without looking back I walked straight into my apartment. I unlocked my door and went straight to my bed since my apartment is a studio layout so I don't have a room.

“When your dad was listing the things he didn’t want… what did he mean by… ‘no fucking cowbell’?” For the first time since the attack, Jo found herself laughing. She’d let that slip by her, but Zane was right. He had said that. “Well, when Elliott died, apparently, Hannah decided his funeral should be a little different than the norm. Apparently, the funeral started with the song, ‘Don’t Fear the Reaper,’ by Blue Oyster Cult.” She remembered how her mom would always laugh when she told that story. Thinking of Hannah, a Guardian and the second in command of all of the Guardians made her wonder where the hell the woman was. She’d thought all along that Hannah was with Jamie--but she hadn’t bee

Jai was sleeping soundly with Adira in his arms. I nodded, smiling at Ambien, "Yup," "My neighbor." ------------------------------------------------------------- A/N THAT'S IT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THE NEIGHBOR IS OFFICIALLY FINISHED I really hope you guys enjoyed this book I sincerely thank every single one of you who even took a chance to read it, whether it was the entire thing or just a chapter, it still means a lot to me 😭😭 It took me a while to finish it clearly 😂