A Familiar Stranger Novel Novels & Stories

Anisel released his grip and so did I. “He has to be right. I saw two people walking around here before. It has to be them.” The stranger said. I wanted to ask questions until I studied Anisel’s face as he focused on the conversation. Something was up. “Those bastards have been dodging me for years. It’s time to finish what they have started. Either pay me 20,000£ or get the crown. Plain and simple.” Anisel makes an unrecognizable sound. He was scaring me like he knew what they were referring to. I cling to his arm not knowing what to do. He sensed my fear and held me to calm my nerves. With a sigh, we continue to listen.

The scarf was on the hook. And the stranger who had stayed was standing beside him in the kitchen in the October evening, cooking dinner in the warm ordinary extraordinary inhabited life that they had chosen and were choosing and would continue to choose, one attended day at a time. The door had been left open four years ago on a rainy night. Neither of them had closed it. They never would. End of Chapter One Hundred

he said advancing towards me grinning evily "and now that you've come crawling back in going to show you exactly what I'd do to those who stab me in the back" carrrrlllllooooossssssss noooooooooo gasps I jolted up drenched in sweat it was all a dream, thank heavens I wasn't back to that lunatic, I was here finally free of that monster, I'm here with a new one. one whom I know nothing about..... way to go Scarlett you've done it again....... you've made bad choices on men.... again I know I kind of panicked when nona told me all of those things about valerio... but I didn't expect it to bring back this nightmare, but I do know one thing tho, I am not sleeping on the same bed with that strange

Branches scraping past in a blur of motion, snow exploding beneath fast footsteps. I blinked up… gold eyes. It wasn’t Drake’s storm-gray ones or Nick’s ice blue. But gold. Bright as sunlight streaking through the clouds. “Hold on,” the stranger muttered, his voice rough and steady. “I’ve got you.” Something in his tone reminded me of a memory that didn’t exist… one that wasn’t mine but felt familiar. Like a song you swear you’ve heard but can’t name. I grabbed onto his jacket, fingers digging into the fabric.

I wonder if he felt it. "No big deal." I guess he didn't. I give him a meek smile before moving up the aisle. I want to wait for him, continue talking to him, when I realize I don't even know his name and he never asked mine. I'm such a daft cow. Bloody hell. Here I am thinking there's some beautiful connection to this stranger I met by happenstance on a plane, when in actuality, he was just being nice, effectively making the time fly by.

Now the world felt like it had cracked open just slightly—enough to let something unfamiliar seep in. Crystal sat on the low stone wall near the marketplace, legs swinging back and forth as she watched the village buzz with activity. Drums echoed faintly from the square. Vendors shouted prices. Children ran past her in clouds of dust and laughter. And there he was again. The daddy stranger. He stood near the elders, tall and unmistakable, his presence commanding without him trying. His clothes were too clean for the village, his posture too straight. He listened more than he spoke, but when he did speak, people leaned in.

"Ano pa ba ang magagawa natin? eh sa huli na tayo. Halika ka na nga. Sa taas na lang tayo para makita natin." Hindi na lang ako sumagot at naka-ngusong sumunod sa kaniya. Habang nag-lalakad kami paakyat. Napatigil ako sa pag-lalakad ng marinig ko ang boses ng kunsino man. Pero familiar ang boses niya parang narinig ko na siya. "I want to tell you that I love you," that songs' feels so familiar. I immediately grab my phone inside of my pocket and searched 'stranger' the song title. And I was right. I didn't know noticed. It's their song.

What the hell was this uncle telling him to dance with strangers. "But uncle I'm waiting for Daddy .." Aiora's words were interrupted because Ellthan held out his hand. "Dance with me miss?" Ellthan stretched out his hand to look deeply at Aiora. Aiora swallowed his saliva. Damn why Ellthan is so handsome. As if bewitched by Aiora, she welcomes Ellthan's big hand.

Camilla POV The more I stare at the stranger, the more convinced I was that he looks really familiar. “Fancy seeing you here” The familiar stranger struts towards me with a smirk “Do I know you?” I ask “You have forgotten me so soon? You promised to call” “I don’t remember that. Who are you really?” I ask again, already running out of patience. “I feel hurt that you don’t recognize me. Anyway I am..” “Asswipe” a voice helps him complete his sentence

Her hair was loose and flowing down her back, it cascaded over the pillow, its long silky strands reaching to her waist, touching the blanket. She was perfect in every way. "Who are you?" She asked calmly. "A Familiar Stranger," Owen responded, chuckling. She stared into his eyes and then noticed how mesmerizing his eyes were. They were the color of amber with an unusual black ring circling round the eyes. She had never seen this kind of eye before. "Why does it feel like I know you?" She whispered, it wasn't a question it was a fact both knew.