All My Friends Are Going To Be Strangers Novels & Stories

On their wedding day, right as Elena Emerton and Kyle Fenton were about to exchange rings, a woman rushed Kyle with a knife. Elena moved on instinct, throwing herself in front of Kyle. The blade sank into her chest, and she crumpled into Kyle's arms. As the woman was dragged away, she screamed, "Kyle Fenton, we're not done! How dare you get married?" That was when Elena recognized her. Allison Smyth. Kyle's sworn enemy for the past six years. Before anyone could react, Allison broke free and held the knife to her throat. "Kyle, I'm tired. Let's end this." Kyle's eyes went wide. He dropped Elena and rushed to Allison, catching the blade with his bare hand. Elena hit the floor hard.

LYDIA POV “We are not strangers,” the girl said immediately. I blinked. She had walked into my hospital room with her brother, both of them staring at me like I had just personally offended them. I looked between the two of them. “Okay.” she continued, pointing at herself with the confidence of someone presenting evidence in court. “According to Oxford’s dictionary definition, a stranger is a person you do not know. And technically, we are no strangers to you, you know? We’ve been around you for at least twelve hours, and you know our names, right?”

Mercy blurts, causing laughter to erupt from Mae and the stranger. “Trust me, you gonna scream for more.” He tells them, winking. It seems too off to me, talking with a stranger about something so sleazy but my friends don’t see it as wrong. I can remember what my pornstar neighbor once said, people have different kink shit they wanna try out and my friends seem to love fucking strangers. I guess it's part of their kink.

‎I stepped into the building, nodded at security, and entered the elevator, still checking my phone. ‎No reply. ‎Still nothing. ‎I told myself to stop. ‎The elevator doors opened. ‎Laughter echoed from the hallway. ‎The kind of laughter people make when they forget where they are. ‎It was loud. ‎Too loud. ‎That alone was strange. ‎My people knew when to work and when to be serious. I had a strict policy about that, and I didn’t joke with it. ‎I slowed my steps but didn’t stop. ‎Maybe someone had just made a joke.

, Myra spoke as she walked toward Mia. Mia smiled as she felt embarrassed. "Mia I hope what we spoke will be a secret between us.", Myra smiled. She didn't know why for the first time she opened up with a stranger who turned out to be a family. "I will keep it a secret.", Mia patted Myra's hand that was holding hers. Myra pulled Mia into a hug. "If I'm still his wife...then I guess we will have more chances to meet. I hope this strange friendship lasts longer.", Myra spoke as the door opened.

he beamed. I stared at him for some moments before uttering a word. "Well, that is actually the opposite. Almost all people here are strangers to me. Plus, I don't have much friends. I am actually not those set of people who derives joy in keeping a lot of friends around," I said and turned eastwards while he paid close attention to me. I wasn’t looking at him anymore.

We had once walked side by side and loved each other deeply, and in the end, all that was left was two strangers on separate roads. From here on, his torment, his regret, his loneliness had nothing more to do with me. My road, my love, my gaze: everything lay ahead of me, as it always had.

"It's not too bad. It looks like there's a little scrape but nothin' serious." "Thank you," I respond shyly, eliciting the most enticing smile I've ever seen. I can't help but return his grin. His friend, Brian, wanders off, meeting up with a group of guys. I assume they're all friends traveling together by their interaction, and I watch them with amusement. They look like a fun group. "You okay?" Mason knocks me out of dreamland.

Giving it a light pat, I turned back to finding my friends had already abandoned me. "I'm guessing it's just the two of us left then." Noah said, flipping the coin in his hand. Clearly, this was going to be a girl's night out but as my friends prioritized boys over me, I believe it won't be a harm to spend a day with a complete stranger. "No offense, but I don't like how your friends are mingling with mine." I muttered, crossing my arms against my chest. The whole idea of them ditching me to a place I've never set a foot on, infuriated me. And, I can't talk to a boy alone because of all girls high school and college that I've attended.

' " I've never had one in my life , ' she replied breathlessly as she sank down on a comfortable couch . Then it is high time you started . He made a sign to the waiter and ordered two White Ladies . ' A most innocuous drink I assure you , he told her . He was eyeing her critically . She had certainly interpreted literally his sug gestion that she should do the thing in style when she went shopping . Her clothes were really too much for such a simple occasion as lunch with one's solicitor ; she might have been going to a garden party at Buckingham Palace . She would have a lot to learn and he didn't quite know who was going to teach her . He felt sure that there were a number of things about