Neighbour Stories

THE BOY NEXT DOOR [Childhood love] "When Kook's family moves in next door to Tae, childhood friends are reunited. What starts as innocent friendship soon sparks something deeper... a bond that might just turn into young love. 💛 TAEKOOK FF | Top Tae × Bottom Kook #TaekookFF #ColdTae #BoldKook #Romance"

THEY ARE CHILDHOOD BESTFRIENDS.... SHE TRAVELED ALL THE WAY TO MUMBAI AND TOOK ADMISSION IN SAME COLLEGE JUST TO MEET HIM AFTER AGES BUT HE IGNORED HER

"Street Between Us" follows the decade‑long rivalry‑turned‑bond between eight‑year‑old Elena Garcia and nine‑year‑old Johnny Kavanagh, two across‑the-street neighbors whose lives become permanently entangled from the moment they meet. Their friendship is not gentle. Their connection is not quiet. Their story begins with a disaster-and only gets louder from there. Within weeks, they will be inseparable. Within months, they will be in and out of each other's houses like they share a key. Within years, they will be known across the neighborhood-and eventually the school-as the chaotic pair next door. They will fight. They will bicker. They will compete. They will annoy each other to the brink of madness. But they will also grow up side by side. They will become each other's constant. They will become each other's home. Their story begins with a ruined lasagna. It becomes something much bigger.

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Y/n thought her late-night thirst was the most interesting thing happening in her apartment building. She was wrong. Every night, she creeps into the kitchen for a glass of water, a routine as dull as the midnight air. Until one evening, she glances across the courtyard. There, perfectly framed in the amber glow of his window, is Kim Taehyung the brooding, beautiful neighbor she barely knew existed. He's standing shirtless, the steam from a late-night culinary creation clinging to his skin, lost in a world of his own making.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈Born in a country of power, raised in a world that wants to use him. Chosen by a weapon forged from his father's death𓂃𓈒 When a defector from Aftokrator fled to Earth to escape his nation's cruel regime, he left behind more than just his homeland. He left behind a pregnant wife. Months later, a child was born to be raised by nobles, controlled by chains, and taken to be used as a weapon. Still burdened with the past he experienced and the anguish for his father's absence, what will he do once he finds himself in front of the very people his father left him for? There, a Black Trigger sleeps. A weapon pulsing with memory, pain, and destiny. It calls for him, chooses him. To accept is to delve into the unknown. To refuse is to endure his condition. But as enemies close in, those he once called a family, and threads of fate tighten, if fate has already woven your thread... can you still pull it in your direction?꩜𓍼 -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ Disclaimer All characters, settings, etc., except for the male reader and additional plot, are the property of Daisuke Ashihara. I am in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended.

"If you hate me so much, say stop... and I will." He dips the brush into yellow paint, lifting it slowly before dragging the tip along my neck. The cold touch makes me shiver, a soft, embarrassed smile betraying me. His focus gaze never leaves the path he's creating, consuming me like I'm something he's memorizing. The brush trails lower, teasing the sensitive hardening beneath my white shirt, now streaked with yellow, and my breath stutters. There's no fight left in me. He directs the brush further down, across my abdomen, causing my stomach to tighten. "Birdie, say the word," he murmurs, voice low, rough, and strained between breaths. "Or I'll take all of you right now." My eyes flutter. My lips part, and when his sharp gaze meets mine, I don't look away. He slowly wets his lips, and drags a deep breath, like he's holding himself back. The brush slips lower, past the waistband of my skirt. My inside melts. "I hate you." I try to act strong. "Then tell me to stop." he whisper, his eyes traveling to my lips. "I hate you." Something quick shifts in his expression, a bit of danger but that's all. Then he drops to his knees instantly, tearing my skirt in one swift motion. I forget how to breathe, how to think, or how to speak. *** Nevaeh is used to starting over, her father's job at least gave her that. But this time, there's no clean slate waiting for her. She's no longer sure if what she felt last year was love or just survival disguised as something softer. The boys next door know her secrets, every buried truth she's tried to outrun to protect her family from being decimated. But now with a single word, the Burton boys could unravel her life completely. School has resumed, and there's no escape. Her family isn't leaving Regal Oaks. Which means facing Rhys, the boy who once felt like half of her soul. And Conall, the one who would burn everything to have her back. Caught between the truth she can't erase, Nevaeh is in a serious pickle this year.

Leyla has always been the strong one - the quiet shield holding her family together while her own heart cracks beneath the weight. She doesn't have time for danger, for desire, or for Cem - the boy with the violent past, the sharp tongue, and the smile that makes her furious. She hates him. He sees her. And that is the most dangerous thing of all. Mira, the youngest, is the sunlight of the house - soft, gentle, and easily bruised. She never expected someone like Efe, the grumpy boy next door who pretends not to care but always shows up when she needs him. He protects her without asking. She warms him without trying. Two sisters. Two boys they shouldn't love. One love born from fire. One love born from quiet light. And a family that might break under the truth of both.

In a lively apartment building, two strangers live just one wall apart. He is a passionate guitarist/musician, studying in college but his father is against music. She likes to read novels and also has published a novel which shows great response. She turns her thoughts into beautiful stories. They have never truly met, yet they know each other through sounds and silence. Every night, his music reaches her room, she enjoys the music and sometimes ger irritated when she tries to think or write, but they never talks. Living on the same floor, their worlds stay separate but strangely connected. Between them stands only a wall hiding endless possibilities. Some small moments bring them closer, friendship begins to bloom. What happens when the wall between them is no longer the only thing keeping them apart?

Makhosazana Zwane and Nhlakanipho Zulu are new neighbors whom are attracted to each other but have parents who hate each other which makes it difficult for them to be together and they try by all means to make it work. Will they make it work or separate forever? Find out!

She built her life exactly the way she wanted it - on her own terms, in her own time, without waiting on anyone. Brooklyn doesn't do desperate. She doesn't do chasing. And she certainly doesn't do falling for the man who stole her favorite seat at her best friend's café. But Brian Lim isn't like the others. He doesn't try to impress her. He doesn't fold under her sharp edges or disappear when things get real. He just smiles, shows up, and quietly refuses to go anywhere. Which is a problem. Because Brooklyn's walls were built for exactly this - for someone who feels too good, too easy, too real. She knows how this story usually goes. This time though? It might be different. Pretty Girls Don't Beg - 2 new chapters every week. (Friday)

starting a new book that I'll never finish because like...why🤗🤗 none of this is proof read so bear with me

"" Tujhe pyaar kiya toh tu hi bata , hum ne kya koi jurm kiya Or jurm kiya hai toh bhi bata , ye jurm ki jurm ki kya hai sazaa.......... "" ••••••••••• Chaliye chalte hain ek esse safar pe jahan aap jaanenge . Mohobbat kese ki jaati hai ?.... Mohobbat kese ho jaati hai ?.... Izzat kese ki jaati hai ?...... Wafa kese kiya jaata ?.... Bharosa kese nibhaya jaata hai ?..... Dosti kesi sambhali jaati hai ?..... Khandaan kese sambhala jaata hai ?.... Apne gunaho ki maafi kese mangi jaati hai ?... •••••••Ek baar Apko ye samajh aagaya fir SAB BADAL JAYEGA ••••••• Kya aap taiyar hain ???.......... " Mohobbat rasta khoj leti chahe vo isaan dur ho ya qareeb " ~ Naaqaam Aashiq _____________________________________ <> A highschool romance <> Neighbours <>Family and friends <>Enimes to lovers <>Multi couple <> Slow burn <> Rom-com <> He falls first and even harder Don't judge it by blurb... ( I can't write blurb 😭😭) Please give a try🥺...💋💋 This story is cute , funny , romantic , soft romance , comforting that you may love 😘👀

❝It all began with paneer chili and an ivory white scooty. . .❞ Rain is mythical until you stumble upon a sticky muddy puddle. And Indian monsoons were a real wrack, an exquisite blend of claggy roads, drenched roofs and insects that seemed to get on Lovely Sharma's last nerve. She wasn't the only one despising it though for there was someone else who seemingly shared her dislike. Kartik Joshi hated unhygienic things with a passion and the rains brought just that. So it didn't help after a stormy rainy night when the sun finally arose to grace him, he found his favourite ivory white scooty garnished with red sauces and... capsicum?

Sometimes, love isn't miles away. Sometimes, it's just... one door apart. When a new family moves into the flat next door, she expects nothing more than noise and inconvenience. What she doesn't expect is him-annoying, confusing, and impossible to ignore. From awkward encounters to shared school days, what starts as irritation slowly turns into something neither of them planned. Because the hardest part isn't falling in love... It's realizing it was right next door all along.

I love you 🌷~ My love That's the translation of this french verse that illuminates deep within the heart of a lover! A highschool lovestory that never bloomed into love until they met each other years apart!🌀 What's a highschool romance with no confession at all? It's this one! Where the budding feeling never came out! Maybe this is a slow burn with suppressed love.. The slowest of all burns that might get the whole zoo in your stomach 🐅 A random French revision together never expected eternity to be found within the classroom 🦚 Stay tuned cause when South India meets North India and where the mediator is France 🦢🪶 MIRACLES HAPPEN and So do FAIRYTALES ✨

once upon a time, In the middle of nowhere In the world where somewhere Two worlds collided in motion Two hearts entangled in real Fiction the journey had it's own grand tour from Chicago to Rome and even Paris was in the view from until then - holding on to until then - almost they were feeling something new. life decisions, career, family, friends, this story has been through every phase and all ends still they never left each other wondering or thought of what ifs, buts, or left to nothing they both just wanted to be with each other nothing more nothing less was their demand just so that they could be with each other they were unbothered about the world's command now will it build them more strong or will they crash like comets will their love bloom on the way or the pain which might be endless so be a witness, and fasten your emotions coz things are almost bout to get real for real as they are almost on verge of giving it all to almost knowing the unknown this time, it's cinematic for sure you know along with that it will be something await to put on a show it's holding on to almost Kairos you won't even know.

Kim Minjeong moves into a small apartment near campus to escape the pressure of a life that never lets her breathe. All she wants is peace-until she meets her next-door neighbor, Na Jaemin. He is a loud, charming photography student who seems determined to disrupt her solitude. ​What starts as irritation slowly transforms into late-night comfort and quiet understanding-a love built from the small moments she never knew she needed. But when Minjeong discovers that Jaemin has seen the parts of her she worked hardest to hide, she is forced to confront a terrifying truth: the boy she tried so hard to avoid might be the only person who ever truly saw her. ​Meanwhile, as one love story grows louder, another begins in silence. Between the calm, dependable Lee Jeno and the elegant, unreadable Yoo Jimin, a connection forms between two people who were never meant to be at the center of the chaos-until they became each other's peace.

I'm not good at writing description and this is my first story..... Read the story !!!!! This story is completely fictional . It is about a girl and boy , they are studying in the same school and they are also neighbors , the funny part is that they have never seen each other . They both will come across a common problem . How will they solve it ? Will they love and cherish each other ? ( Hint :- forced marriage and child marriage ) This is completely fictional !!!!! Every character in this story is completely fictional and do not repost this story!!! Copyright!!!!!!

he left without a goodbye. two years later, he's back and atlas is still there. A short story