Wife Next Door Novels & Stories

She smiles. Edward’s wife gives her a smile so sweet that it could give cavities. “Be careful, especially with who you surround yourself with. Goodbye Mrs Shaw.” Then she walks away, her husband following in tow after with a wave to them. “Enough ladies, let’s go home now.” Noah calls out from the side.

She even invited her to join us for dinner. The dinner was quiet. Occasionally, I glance at Mara but I do not receive a single glance at it. She just kept on staring at the food. And answers Manang Biding’s questions. I slightly smile when I saw my wife and Manang Biding is getting along well. After dinner, my wife said goodbye and went straight to the bedroom to rest. I went to the garden to think again. The beautiful and peaceful garden helps me to clear my mind. Gradually it calms my mood.

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 😂

Even though I never knew my grandparents, the Johnsons next door made me feel like I didn’t miss out on anything, but nothing ever lasts… especially the good things. I remember looking out of my bedroom window one day and seeing Mrs. Johnson, thin, pale, and bald as Mr. Johnson wheeled her out one morning to enjoy the sun. I remember thinking about how much she looked like a skeleton from the cartoons. She died the next day… Mr. Johnson soon followed her. He loved his wife too much to keep on living without her. I don’t like to think about those days. I much rather think about the wooden ponies and blackberries.

He was standing in the open door to his apartment; Sam, his golden retriever beside him, and a dark-haired woman standing just outside his door. “Hello,” Sarah said with a quick glance at the woman who was now turning around to her. She was holding a half empty bottle of red wine vinegar in her hands. “Sarah, this is Wendy, my new neighbor from upstairs,” Jack said politely. “Wendy, this is Sarah, a good friend.” “Hi,” Wendy smiled a big but somewhat forced smile. She was pretty, tall and probably four or five years older than Jack. And she didn’t seem too pleased that her chat with her handsome neighbor had just been cut short.

Hell no! Maybe a crush? Hell yes! Her next-door neighbors had the looks that could set any woman up , The fact that Mrs. Allen had men chasing after her left and right, even with her married to an equally gorgeous Mr. Allen was proof that Mr. Allen needs to put in more effort if he wants to keep his wife by his side. They were both gorgeous couples and a perfect fit!

~~Kent~~ I’ve been in love with my neighbor’s wife. No—not just in love. Obsessed. Consumed. It’s only been two weeks since they moved into the house across from mine in Willow Creek, our quiet little town where nobody new ever shows up. People here grow old in the same house they were born in. Strangers don’t just move in. But when I saw her step out of that car, when I caught that first glimpse of her face, I knew.

Laura sat beside me and massage my thighs gently. "I told her that you will see her in her house," she said softly. I told Laura to prepare our dinner and I'll be going out to meet this neighbor of ours. It's been five months since the last owner sells this house and finally, someone sold it and it's our new neighbor. I wonder what kind of woman is she. My little boy was excited too. He's looking for another type of cunts and flesh. I'm at the front of her gate when I saw her coming out from her front door. I feel like I saw a Goddess who came down on Earth to let every man kneeled on her.

The first offered him a warm, polite smile, while the other’s eyes widened in open admiration, before she very noticeably let her gaze travel over him with interest. "Hello," the first woman greeted, smiling cordially. " We are your neighbors. We brought you a small welcoming gift." She offered him a tray with neatly arranged slices of cake. Sean looked down at the tray with a neutral expression. The other woman immediately took the tray from her and held it out for him. "I am Miah. She is Mila," the woman introduced, smiling far too sweetly. "It's nice to meet you." Mila said, pulling his attention towards her, "My husband told me about your arrival, and I was so happy to hear it. We’ve nev

She told me of a neigbour of hers that fell in love with her husband. “This lady will always come anytime. I was not at home. I was told by my neighbor that she comes to play has rapport, cracking jokes. They were daily getting intimate, more intimate as the days go by. I decided to come home earlier than usual. I caught the two of them in each other's arms. They were taken aback, they separated abruptly and I pretended as if nothing happened. I went inside to prepare a delicious meal, by the time I finished, she was in her house, I packaged the meal, went to her apartment and I told her to join me. I insisted we must eat the food together. She was so embarrassed. I told her if she wanted me