Tyna Williams

He was my new neighbor and I hated him instantly. Some fall in love at first sight but for us, it was pure hatred at first sight. We should have stayed enemies forever but life was unpredictable. In the end, one kiss was it all it took to turn us into something more.
From then on, we could no longer tell what we were... Friends? Enemies? Friends with benefits? Enemies with benefits?
It was unclear but I could tell that something had changed because the player next door had become something more to me...
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Rylie Myers never thought it would be possible to hate someone with every fibre of your body but meeting Blake Weston changed that.
Blake was Rylie's new next door neighbor and Rylie couldn't help but dislike him from the moment she saw him and the series of disastrous encounters that followed didn't help.
Their enmity was mutual and should've stayed that way... but one accidental kiss was all it took for everything to change.
And before they realized it, they were stuck with each other, forced to keep up a charade that involved them being something more than enemies.
The only question now is what happens when fake feelings start getting a little too real?

The Player Next Door

I woke up with a painful throbbing in my head. Every single move I made only exacerbated it and I wished I could curl up into a ball and just wait for it all to pass. Why did people drink so much if it meant waking up feeling this the morning after? 


Somehow, I managed to push through the pain and grogginess and forced myself to sit up in bed. My eyes did a quick take of the room around me which I only somewhat remembered 


I awoke with the worst hangover ever. My head hurt and every single movement caused me unbearable pain. It basically felt as though my brain was being beat on inside my head. 


Makes me wonder why people would even drink if it just meant waking up like this in the morning. 


Ugh! I'm never drinking again. I promised myself. 


My eyes slowly went round the room I was in, a room that looked faintly familiar but trying to rack my brain only caused me more pain so I stopped trying. 


23. A Blast From The Past