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But voices in my head are so loud, my body has no idea what it feels like to get some shut eye. I stare at the wall as the truth sinks inside my bones. Nine years has been erased and relief washes over me. Relief that she doesn’t remember the moment everything shattered. It feels like the heavens are sending me a fresh start. I wasn't superstitious but hell, I'm about to become one. I grab my phone and dial Anderson's number. “Is she asleep?” I ask when he picks up. “Asleep, sir?” He asks and I fight the urge to pull his body through my phone.

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

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.

I lifted my gaze from my phone at the same moment Hawk immediately rose to his feet, instinctively positioning himself between me and the stranger. The man froze. I looked up at Hawk and gave him a small shake of my head, silently telling him everything was fine. Reluctantly, he sat back down, though his eyes never left the stranger. “How may I help you?” I asked politely. The man offered an awkward smile. “Can you recommend a coffee?” I raised a brow. “I’m more of a tea person,” he continued with an embarrassed chuckle, “but I decided to try coffee today and… honestly, I have no idea what to order.”

She moved closer to me and spread the textbook on both of our laps. "How was the account balanced here?" She asked in a soft voice. I was still stunned that Chineye was in my room after many weeks of no communication. I started explaining to her how the account was balanced. As I explained, I noticed she drew closer and closer to me. Suddenly, her head dropped on my shoulder; I became numb.

It hurts, I can't accept that whoever else we trust is the one who will break our trust. *** I don't know where I am now but I'm sure I'm far away from them. Far from the people who hurt and fool me, and far from the people who just broke my trust. Now that I'm away from them, it's as if the heavy thing in my chest has disappeared and the anger and pain I feel have temporarily disappeared. When will this problem end? I really want to get back to the old life I had. I suddenly thought of opening my phone and I received a hundred missed calls from Britt, Michelle, Therese, Enzo, Tine, my brother, and especially Sebastian. I didn't expect him to call me, that's not the Sebastian I used to know.

This is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Businesses, Places, Events, and Incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used in fictitious manners. Any resemblance to an actual person, living or dead, or actual event is purely coincidental. Consists of grammatical and typographical errors due to its unedited. Please bear with it and thank you! Just A Stranger © 2021 by The Deadly Sinner ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author, excepting brief quotes used in some description, written specifically in this book.

Not because you are so sure a dreambender was calling you, it was true. Get over him! He was not worth it! She stepped back. This is nonsense. She won't waste her time anymore thinking about that man. "I'm sorry. It was a mistake." "Who are you? Have we met before?" She laughed. "If this is your way of asking for my name, I am sorry. I do not talk to strangers." But you’re talking to a man, a complete stranger in your dream? Beside you is a vampire who is only one minute away from jumping at the man. What’s the difference, Terah?

— One day, a stranger arrived. Not from the gate. From the silence between it. They carried no belongings, only a weariness that felt like they had wandered far from themselves and didn’t know how to come home. I offered them no answers. Just space. Just the book. Just a canvas. They sat beneath the tree, knees drawn up, watching the others. And then, after some time, they picked up a brush. Their first stroke trembled. Then steadied. Then bloomed. They wept.

"A friend. or your downfall? “ The fight went on, but all I could do was think of the stranger's eyes — a web of lies stretching miles longer than I ever would have imagined. And I knew that the truth I had discovered this evening was only the beginning of a darker, more evil story. Who is the mysterious stranger in the courtyard? What is his connection to the secret switch? And how will the fragile alliances of Seraphina, Kristine, and Fabian withstand the storm that is brewing?