A fun romantic-erotic comedy that shows us that not everything is as 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 is not easy in a community of neighbors. In mine there are misunderstandings, gossiping neighbors, noisy children, old women with rigid traditions, women with dissipated customs (apparently, one of those is me), ball-busting divorcees, handsome metrosexuals and, although you may find it hard to believe it, even a couple of people that they are in their right minds. Well more or less...
I live in the midst of that urban fauna. And I live, or rather, I lived, very quietly, until I went crazy for a new neighbor... He is a solitary man, with a taciturn look and sweet lips who has settled in the building a couple of months ago with his grandmother, who, by the way, is my staunch enemy. I'm thinking about hooking up 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 this were not enough to disturb my (little) peace of mind, now we also have a macabre prankster who is dedicated to leaving us gifts on the landings of the stairs. Wait till I catch it!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR OF DON'T CALL IT LOVE
I was born in Madrid on Halloween night 1972 and I live in Alcorcón with my husband and my daughters, with whom I live democratically (I suggest/order and they do whatever they want). Accompanying us in this madness that is life is an iguana, two turtles, two parakeets and a stray cat that has taken the title of Queen of the house from me. I work as a secretary/girl for everything in the family business, I enjoy my free time with my family and friends and what I like most in the world is reading and writing romantic novels.
