Pucking The Forbidden Alphas Nextdoor

Dedication For the girls (and guys) who like their romance with extra heat and way too many men to choose from.

Warning: there are more abs than plot twists, more kisses than coffee, and enough dirty talk to make your grandma faint.

I counted for you though. “kiss” shows up 92 times, “moan” 64, and “fuck” … well, let’s just say you’ll lose track.

What makes it better? The men are not just eye candies. They’re riders who’d burn the world beneath their motorcycles and go to war against the moon goddess herself to put a smile on their girl. Anything to make their woman happy.

Now be a good little reader and turn that page.

Go on, your MC harem is waiting. Haha

Jhelani's POV

My bike rumbled to a stop in front of the house that was supposed to feel like home, but It didn’t.

Not yet. Maybe never again.

I swung my leg off, tugged the helmet free, and let the cool night air whip through my red hair.

This is it. My fresh start or my personal hell. Either way, Willow Town is going to give me the answers I need. Whether it want to or not. I thought as I hung my helmet on the handlebars, and took down my luggage before making my way towards the tall building.

Running my fingers through my hair to take away the strands hovering over my face, I took in some details, realizing that Willow Town hadn’t changed much.

Same broken fences. Same leaning houses with cracked bricks, and street lamps that barely see far into the darkness at night.

There was this same smell of pine and cigarette smoke in the air.

When I got to the door, a shiver ran down my spine. It was like I was stepping into a memory I didn’t ask to relive. Like the ghosts of my past were waiting for me on that porch, whispering, Welcome home, Jhelani. Did you really think you could stay away for far too long?

Fuck, what am I even thinking? I hissed, shaking off the weird thoughts from my head and made my way up stairs.

We lived on the top floor of the building so it took a little time to pull my luggage all the way up the stairs quietly without getting the neighbors aware.

When I got to the top floor of my apartment, I took out the rusty old house keys and unlocked the door. Suddenly, my phone beeped with a notification as the door swung open.

I checked what the message was about.

"I've been added into a new group?" My brows drew together.

I have only a few contacts in my phone so who are these people and why am I added into the group chat?

My fingers tapped on their profiles and I recognized them within a wink. They were my classmates from highschool. Some were the good guys, but most of them were bad news. And I mean, really really bad news.

Lisa: Welcome aboard, Jhelani. It took me so much digging to get your contact, girl. How were you able to conceal yourself this much?

I was about to type a response when a message popped in.

Kim: Jhelani is here? You mean the nerdy nerd with a four eyes?

Lisa: Yeah yeah, whatever you guys nicknamed her.

Kim: oh fuck, I can't bear to see those irritating acne and four eyes girl again. I'd puke my guts out and make sure I wash my eyes clean if I do.

Almost everyone replied to Kim's text with a laughing emoji and stickers that wrecked a nerve in me.