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"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?

Their presence was calm, quiet, and unsettlingly knowing. Grace turned toward the voice, her breath catching. “Did I?” She hugged her arms around herself, trying to contain the tremor in her voice. “I sounded like a stranger. I was a stranger. I told her about the birthmark, Mama’s song, the garden with the broken wind chime. But what if… what if she thinks I made it up? What if she thinks I’m just part of the madness everyone keeps pulling her into?” “She won’t. You didn’t give her facts. You gave her fragments of her heart. No one forgets that kind of truth.”

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.

before slowly letting her go. "You're welcome." That was all she could think to say. She slowly turned and headed into the airport as Jax got back into the car before getting in further trouble with security. ...Author's Note… You can order the first arc, Stranger Than Murder in paperback on July 1st, 2021, from Amazon. Thank you for your support. I hope to keep creating fun characters for you to enjoy.

“You don’t understand what it feels like to live in this house and be nothing. You don't understand what it is not to belong in a place and being in a place that you don't even want to be in. You are a stranger and these people are strangers to you and they act like it.” “It is going to take time for them to get used to you because in fact you are a stranger. But you are not giving them any reason to do so. If anything, you're simply pushing them away.” I said darkly. “And if you think that you are going anywhere with this, then you are very wrong.” Her breath caught, breaking for a second. But she straightened, fire burning in her gaze as she surged forward, her hand lifting fast, aiming fo

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

But now he had Damien, his sweet boy who loved him completely. ‎ ‎As Eli leaned his head against the shower wall, his thoughts drifted to the mysterious stranger from years ago. The man could have been an assassin, an organ harvester, or even the devil himself—Eli had no idea. But he couldn't deny the effect the stranger had on him. He found himself thinking about how he hadn't hated himself when the stranger’s fingers traced patterns on his skin. He had arched into the feather-light touches, a feeling of being owned washing over him. The stranger's deep growls and the humiliating names he whispered—"cum dump," "cock slut," "pretty little whore"—had a strange, potent effect on Eli, making hi

I pushed my chair back, heartbeat loud in my ears. “Human? Seriously? That’s your first question after attacking my mouth?” He stepped closer. One slow, confident step. His golden eyes glowed like fire catching light. I stepped back. River kicked my ankle under the table, painfully. Do not challenge him, his eyes screamed. Please do not challenge him. I like being alive. The stranger ignored River completely. His attention stayed glued to me. “You’re interesting,” he said quietly. “But no human smells like that. No human reacts like that when I touch them. So what are you?”

A stranger. What's wrong with my life?

Alas gasped and tried to push her away, but she pulled him right back. She kissed him deeply, tenderly, and with such longing — every touch spoke of love and a desperate need to be close. His knees felt weak, and he could not understand what was happening to him. A string of curses raced through his mind. He had been around many drunk women before, and some had even kissed him, yet never once had his body reacted this way. Why was it so different with this stranger he had never met before?