Historias de Neighbor

After fleeing her abusive ex in the middle of the night, Chloe Dawson arrives in a small coastal town with nothing but a duffel bag, a crying six-month-old baby, and the last of her savings. She rents a tiny apartment where the walls are paper-thin. Next door lives Sergeant Mason Kane, disciplined, exhausted, emotionally closed off, and currently on leave between military assignments. After years in the army, silence is the only thing that helps him sleep. Then the baby starts crying every night. At first, Mason is irritated. Chloe is terrified of him. Every knock on the door reminds her of the man she escaped.

Pia Malhotra has always been the responsible one. As the eldest daughter, her life is a careful balance between family expectations, school, and taking care of everyone around her. She doesn't complain. She doesn't ask for help. She just... keeps going. Aayush, her childhood neighbor and the most annoying boy she knows, has been part of her life since they were six. From stealing her chocolates to teasing her every single day, he has always been there-whether she likes it or not. Now Pia is in 12th grade and Aayush is also in 12th grade at Sunshine College, and somehow their lives are still tangled together. Between college chaos, teasing friends, late-night study sessions, and years of shared memories, their friendship begins to change into something neither of them expected. But when the person who knows you the best is also the one who can break your heart the most... what happens when friendship slowly turns into love? A childhood friendship. A boy next door. And a love story that was growing quietly all along.

Rahul was six years younger than Ishani. She was his neighbor, his elder sister's closest friend someone who belonged to a world he was never meant to enter. To Ishani, Rahul was just a child. Someone she smiled at, teased gently, protected like a responsibility. Love was never a thought that crossed her mind. But for Rahul, it was different. From childhood, his heart leaned toward her without knowing why. He waited for her footsteps, listened for her laughter, searched for her presence in every quiet corner of his days. At first, it felt like attachment. Later, it became longing. And by the time he finally understood that what he felt was love... it was already too late. Ishani was getting married 💔 Vaibhav carries the weight of responsibilities and a silent love he never speaks. Divya, his cheerful neighbor and his sister's best friend, finds him cold and distant unaware that his quiet heart beats only for her. A love hidden behind silence. 💔✨ From school enemies to best friends, Deepak and Deeksha never expected one drunken kiss to change everything. For Deepak, it becomes the start of love. For Deeksha, it's a forgotten memory-her heart already belongs to Rahul. A love remembered by one, forgotten by the other. 💔

From the moment you move in, Jack knows you will be trouble. He just didn't expect to get sucked into your chaotic life and become a main character in it, by sheer bad luck. Once involved, however, he isn't so sure he wants to escape all that much anymore.

After a massive brawl rocks Arksville Middle School, Nicky Roth and his friends find themselves betrayed, grounded, punished, and forced to serve detention for the rest of the year. With their friendship tested and their rivals stronger than ever, tensions inside the classroom are at an all-time high. As the class elects its first president, new friendships form, old wounds reopen, and personal loyalties are pushed to the breaking point. Meanwhile, secrets still lurk in the shadows of Arksville-including the mysteries hiding inside Mr. Peterson's old house. In this small Missouri town, the school year is only getting started. And for these kids? Surviving eighth grade was never going to be easy. (Fanfiction inspired by Hello Neighbor, Baldi's Basics, and more.)

Jennifer thought she knew her life, knew her husband, their neighborhood. She knew how to survive the loneliness that had settled into her marriage, but then Connor moves in next door. What begins as a harmless distraction quickly becomes an all-consuming obsession. As Jennifer finds herself drawn deeper into a world of desire, secrets, and unanswered questions, the line between reality and fantasy begins to blur. Because sometimes the things we want most are too good to be true and sometimes they're far more dangerous because of it. [A haunting psychological drama about grief, loneliness, and the dangerous ways the mind protects itself when the truth becomes too painful to face.]

Moving to her grandmother's old house was supposed to be a fresh start for Y/N. Instead, she finds comfort in the mysterious boy next door. He's kind, playful, and somehow always knows how to make her smile. But as strange things begin to happen, Y/N realizes that some secrets are meant to stay buried. Because some memories never fade. And some people never truly leave. After all... He stayed. This is a fictional fan-made story. I do not own BTS or any real-life personalities mentioned in this book. Their appearances and personalities in this story are purely fictional and created for entertainment purposes. Please do not copy or repost my work without permission. 💜

Rather than the stars in the sky, I want to look at the stars in your eyes. Haha, without Namjoon knowing.

باوکم منی کردە قوربانی بۆ ئەوەیی کۆمپانیاکەیی رزگار بکات... باوکی ئێلیا بڕیاریدا هاوسەرگیری بۆ کچەکەیی رێک بخات لەکاتێکدا ئێلیا خۆشەویستی خۆیی هەبوو .بەڵام قەدەر یاریەکی سەیرتری پێبوو ئەوەش ئەوەبوو کە ئێلیا لەگەڵ جۆنگکووک ببن بە دراوسێ لەکاتێکدا لە رابردوو ئەوان خۆشەویست بوون..! ئایا دڵی ئێلیا دەتوانێت بەرگەیی بینینی عەشقە کۆنەکەیی بگرێت،... پارک ئێلیا جیۆن جۆنگکووک Start: 21 march End:..,?

سو-بین: پیاوی پیر هەر بەجدی زۆر بێزارکەری جۆنگکووک: منداڵی لاسار من تەنها سی ساڵم پێتوایە پیر بم؟ سو-بین: بەڵێ پیری هەی پیرەەە پیاووو جۆنگکووک: ئەوە خەریکی چیت؟ دز سو-بین: بۆچی بەم شێوەیە دانیشتووویی لەبەردەم ئەم بارانە؟ جۆنگکووک: ئازیزترین کەسم لە دەستدا دوبارە خۆشەویستەکانم بەجێمدەهێڵن سوبین... بەرواری نووسین/:2/6/2026 ڕۆژی سێ شەممە بەرواری کۆتایی/: نادیار

"Aapke toh naam ka matlab hi rang hai, Abeer ... aur aap mere liye sbse khubsurat rang ho " ~Kashvi Sinha Kashvi Sinha and Abeer Roy weren't supposed to matter this much to each other. They were supposed to be passing conversations. Temporary people. Instead, they became shared playlists, familiar laughter, and the first person the other wanted to tell things to. But can two people truly belong in the same story when they experience the world so differently? Which would've been perfectly fine... If feelings were ever that simple. A Shade Called You🎨🎧🤍 Story about art, music, friendship, healing and a love that lingers long even after goodbye 💌

Happy 18th Birthday Hyacint! ㅤꨄ︎ This one is for you🫵

[Koi No Yokan] (恋の予感) is a Japanese phrase which represents a quiet, serene anticipation of future love rather than immediate romantic attachment. Updates every Sunday!!

People love stories of "Enemies to Lovers" What happens when the story turns "Lovers to enemies" ? Ace Vittorio Salvatore the Most Lethal Weapon of NHL , He walks in the field like he owns that place. Each move sharp, calculated, cold his heart storm of Russian ice and Italian fire hiding the hollow he feels for the girl he once admired. 3 years of exile, this time he came back to claim everything he once thought he lost. To claim the girl who ruined his heart, his forbidden eclipse. Genevieve Lunave Ashford the ballerina queen of ice, she moved in the ice slaying her magical rhythm with ice. Like the shining ray of the moon, sharp, fascinating as eternal as an ice fairy. While the world bows to her performance she hides the ghost of the past that shattered her. She is recollecting the shattered pieces of heart that belong to her enemy. Yes her enemy once she used to call her knight in shining armor. A man who looks at her with hunger is unable to give a name. *** "Leave Vittorio, I have work to do, have a world that doesn't involve being your shadow." My voice is ice cold, colder than it meant to be. He didn't flinch. He took one step to choose the remaining distance between us looming over my body, leaned close to my ear and whispered in his husky cold Russian accent making me shiver "Luna ne mozhet ubezhat' ot solntsa, Genevieve." He felt her shiver. (The moon can't run from the sun, Genevieve. It's celestial law.) "Run all you want. You can dance to the other side of the ice, but get this into your head, you will always be caught in my gravity. You are my eclipse and this time I'm not letting it go." **** They swore to hate but destiny had its own plan. In the orbit of love and hate they crossed the thinnest line and became the forbidden obsession of each other. Tropes Brothers Best friend Childhood sweethearts Enemies to Lovers Slowburn Mature Romance

For years, Meeka has written love stories that belonged to other people. As a ghostwriter at Mythos Publishing House, she's helped countless books find success while her own name remained invisible. But now, she's finally ready to step out of the shadows and publish a story under her own name. The problem? The story is inspired by the boy she secretly loved for five years. And that boy has just walked back into her life. When Agastya, her former crush and the one person who never knew how she felt, unexpectedly becomes part of her world again, Meeka finds herself caught between the past she's trying to forget and the future she's trying to build. With meddling friends, a cat that seems to hate her on sight, an adorable puppy, workplace chaos, and a novel that begins attracting more attention than she ever expected, Meeka discovers that some stories refuse to stay on the page. Because sometimes the hardest story to write isn't fiction. It's your own. A heartwarming slow-burn romance about first loves, second chances, friendship, and finding the courage to finally put your name on the things you love.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠!" he said, his voice hoarse with desire. I could only nod with my head down because of the tension. But I gasped loudly when he arched my head up holding my hair in a grip. "Don't shut that pretty mouth. Answer using that when I question or else I know how to use that mouth better!" He strictly said, making gulp. Heat rushed to my whole body hearing his dominating voice. With another hand, he cupped my jaw. Before I could say something, he leaned and took my upper lip, sucking it gently. I closed my eyes feeling his soft lips. Damn! Amazing! ~ 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 "𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐒" Series.. It's purely fictional. If anyone have problem with it, so please don't read. The name itself is Their forbidden love, so ofcourse there will be forbidden romance. •𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞.. 18+..

Kim Seungmin was supposed to enjoy his recovery rest peacefully. Instead, he ended up with a loud, paranoid next-door neighbor who genuinely believes he might be some kind of suspicious criminal hiding inside Unit 1515. Now his quiet condo life is slowly turning into complete chaos. Between hallway arguments, noise complaints, public embarrassment, and a neighbor who keeps putting his secret idol life in danger, Seungmin is starting to think surviving his ankle injury might actually be easier than surviving her. UPDATE EVERY OTHER DAY @ 1:00 AM UTC

After surviving years of abuse, Hadiyah finally escapes the ex-husband who nearly destroyed her. But when strange messages and unsettling signs make it clear he's still watching her, the fragile peace she fought so hard for begins to unravel. Adam - a sharp-eyed detective with a calm presence and a protective nature she never expected to rely on - refuses to let her face the danger alone. As they work together to stop the man threatening her safety, the walls around Hadiyah's heart slowly begin to crack. But after everything she's been through, learning to love again may be the scariest thing of all.

Glances,maybes and all in between is a story which follows Saisha, a young teenager, who most definetly is not crushing on the guy she 𝚑𝚊𝚍 an ek second ka eye contact with. ᴋᴀʙɪʀ x sᴀɪsʜᴀ

A simple story about two normal people. No rich boy. No billionaire drama. No unrealistic "perfect love." 🌙 Just stolen glances, loud streets, shared buildings, and feelings growing quietly between ordinary days. Welcome to ✨Delhi✨ Dil walon ki Dilli... where evenings are filled with traffic noises, chai ki smell, random scooter honks, and aunties standing in balconies collecting updates faster than news channels 😭💛 She is chaos wrapped in soft colours 🎀 Talkative. Dramatic. Full of energy. But only at home. Around her mother and sisters, she becomes her loudest, happiest self. A true "ghar ki baddie" in her tiny little world 💅✨ Outside? A little responsible. A little stubborn. A little too used to handling everyone. He is a typical Indian boy 🌿 Easy-going. Playful. Always outside till 8 p.m. because after that, even azaad parindas have curfew 🕊️🏠 He laughs too easily, talks too casually, and somehow always appears exactly where the chaos is happening. They live in the same building. Not some luxury apartment with shiny elevators and rooftop cafés. Just normal floors. Shared walls. Open staircases. Water motors running in the morning. Neighbours yelling names from downstairs. And a terrace full of drying clothes where one careless step can either start a fight... or a conversation 😭✨ Ground floor. First floor. Bas itni si doori. Between park walks, summer evenings, family weddings, late-night terrace air, stupid arguments, "aap bohot annoying ho," and accidental comfort... they slowly become part of each other's routine 💫 Not all love stories begin with destiny. Some begin with shared buildings, noisy roads, and someone waiting near the staircase just a little longer than necessary 🌙