Best Life Is Strange Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"They say a girl who isn't loved has no home after marriage. Looks like we don't even have a home before we're married." I answered with a sigh of my own. "Haven't we learned that the hard way in our last life? There's no one we can rely on but ourselves." Outside, the wedding celebrations went on. No one cared how the two brides felt. Everyone was busy congratulating the Stark brothers, my parents, and Rachel's parents. What was there to celebrate? I thought miserably. Given a second chance at life, we weren't going to live it like we had before, submissive and defeated. I shook my head at the memory of last life's misery.

The rest of the night was a blur. Her leading me up to my room. Unlocking the door and pushing me in. Me stumbling to my bed, my breath racing, heart pumping. Needy and desperate for someone's touch. For a release. Finding a man in my bed. Kissing him. Having sex with him. Oh God. I swallowed as the memory came slamming back to me and I sat up quickly, finding my clothes and putting them back on. I found my purse sitting on the bedside table and feeling horrible for basically assaulting a stranger last night, I left some cash on the table for him as compensation.

Steady steps. Not Liv. Not a stranger. Someone much, much worse.

Whatever perception of him that made her wary only increased at the very sight of the car. “Uhm uhmm” she cleared her throat, immediately moving away from the very stranger. She was well aware of the city she was in and anything could go wrong by being in contact with the very wrong person. So far, she had been keeping up with herself, keeping up her act and making sure that she remained indicatable and simply a minor person that no one would pay attention to. It was not a favorable life, to remain at the side as nothing, it was never by choice anyway. But this was her life and till the plans that had been engraved deep within her heart started to take form, that way it had to remain. Being

Once we got married I was happy to have her back but she wasn't. Gurans found out that I lived alone in the house. She told me she would live in a separate room as there was nobody to see us. I didn't want to let her live in a separate room but I didn't stop her either. I knew that living with a stranger must be hard for her so I let her be. I wasn't happy with that but at least she was in the same house as me which made me convince myself that she was safe.

His confusion quickly morphed into something sharper, something closer to horror. "Boss?" Silence. Dead, suffocating silence. I felt my soul leave my body. I turned my gaze back to the stranger, who was now looking at Ethan with a neutral expression, as if this was just another ordinary day for him. "Boss?" I echoed, my voice barely a whisper. The stranger—my accidental fiancé—slipped his hands into his pockets, tilting his head slightly. "Ethan," he acknowledged coolly. And that was when it hit me.

“But don’t let the title fool you. I am as approachable as they come. I hope we can be friends, Amber. May I call you Amber?” “Yes, that’s fine.” He smiled, and I did the same, like his was contagious. “May I tell you something?” he asked, then went ahead before I could tell him that he could. If he’d waited, the permission would have been given anyway. “I feel as if we’ve met before. Not just that, but we were also friends. Is that impossible?” “It should be,” I said. “But I feel the same… It’s so strange.” “It is,” Rafael agreed.

I am so happy all my efforts to bring her close to me are not in vain. Brielle's POV I was in a daze since I woke up from a nightmare. Stranger, the dream I had felt so real. It was like it was something I forgot but it already happened. Something like a previous life. I don't believe in such things but what I dreamt was not ordinary. I couldn't understand what it was about. I saw a different version of myself and Blake. What I saw was that he and I were lovers. We were happy living our lives but something bad happened that destroyed everything. It was terrible and sad. It was the first time I had a dream like that it scared me.

Lookingback at him, it was as if his eyes weren't so beautiful anymore and it was just looking like an endless pit. I wondered what happened that made him like this. There's no way anyone would be born this way, I would not believe he has always been like this. "Strange" he finally commented, and before I could say anything be turned around and walked away.