A fun romantic-erotic comedy that shows us that not everything is what it seems, but that each person contains a world, fears and, some, even a point of madness.
Synopsis of Don't Call It Love:
Coexistence isn't easy in a community of neighbors. Mine has misunderstandings, gossipy neighbors, noisy children, old women with rigid traditions, women with dissipated customs (apparently, I'm one of them), devastating divorcees, handsome metrosexuals, and, though you might find it hard to believe, even some sane people. Well, sort of...
I live in the midst of this urban fauna. And I live, or rather, I lived, very peacefully, until I went crazy for a new neighbor... He's a lonely man, with a taciturn look and sweet lips, who moved into the building a few months ago with his grandfather, who, by the way, is my sworn enemy. I'm thinking of staying with him just to annoy her!
Although, of course, the fact that every time I see him I die to kiss him is a plus. And if that weren't enough to disturb my (little) peace of mind, we now also have a macabre prankster who dedicates himself to leaving us gifts on the landings. Just wait until I get it!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR OF DON'T CALL IT LOVE
I was born in Madrid on Halloween night in 1972 and live in Alcorcón with my husband and daughters, with whom I live democratically (I suggest/order, and they do what they want). Accompanying us in this madness that is life are an iguana, two turtles, two parakeets, and a stray cat that took away my title as Queen of the House. I work as a secretary/girl-in-waiting for the family business, I enjoy my free time with my family and friends, and what I love most in the world is reading and writing romantic novels.
