Books About Stranger Danger Novels & Stories

My movement was restricted and guards watched me day and night. My heart began to thud loudly in my chest when I heard some movement around me. From the squeaking and hissing, I knew what it was. I turned my head to the direction of the noise, hoping to catch a glimpse of the rodent but all I was greeted with was darkness. It was moments like this I needed light badly; the thought of a rodent climbing my body brought shivers down my spine. I had realized right from my very first stay that I wasn't the only occupant of the room. Other creatures such as this one lived with me — I had heard a croak the previous day while I was asleep. Thoughts of these creatures coming close to me made me freez

It was quiet, almost sacred, with sunlight streaming through the large windows and rows of books inviting me to lose myself in their worlds. I wandered through the aisles aimlessly until I stumbled across a section on business biographies. My fingers hovered over the spines until I spotted one that looked familiar: Against All Odds: The Rise of Evan Bennett. I pulled the book from the shelf, my heart racing. I hadn't known a biography about him existed. The cover featured a candid photo of Evan, his piercing eyes staring directly at the camera.

The man placed his finger on his lips and whispered, "Shhhhhhh! Don't ever say that again. He then embraced me and patted my back as if I were a baby. The man looked down at me and our eyes met and I saw the warmth and concern in his eyes. Why does this stranger look so concerned? His arms wrapped tightly around me, holding me close as if he was trying to protect me from the world. As I looked up again at him, I could see the concern etched on his face. is this stranger worried about me? No one has really cared about me but seeing the genuine concern in the eyes of this stranger touched my heart. It reminds me of a phrase I read in a book, “there are still good people out there.” The silence

Ivy gave her a meek smile as she watched the stranger led her friend towards the hotel section of the building. She spotted a man seated right beside the exit door. He had a flowing dark hair and it shined in the dimmed light. His hair reminded her of star gazing with her father and she found herself smiling at her childish thought. She couldn't see more of his face as the stranger seemed focus on a newspaper. She sighed and turned her attention back to her drink. Several men approached her but she shot them deadly glares and they all walked away. She kept taking shots waiting for Emily's text message until she became tipsy and she started blanking out.

"...dangerous play...nice time..." The alcohol had taken over her. She felt his breath in her neck again and his lips brushing her lips. And this time, she heard the words clearly. "Say, how about we get out of here, go to my place for a nightcap and maybe I can eat you after that and get my face between your legs," the stranger asked her in a whisper, his lips caressing her earlobe. This wasn't her. She wasn't normal. The alcohol had clouded every part of her, taken over her senses.

What happens when the risk of discovery becomes the very thing you crave? Maya Rivers is not careless. She has been built from restraint, from routine, from the comfort of control. And yet the stranger who finds her in the stacks doesn’t follow her rules. He rewrites them, one by one, until she can’t tell where the boundaries end and the desire begins. He awakens the same part of her that lingered in those midnight chats, daring her to admit that she longs to be seen, watched, wanted. This book is for readers who understand that tension itself can be intimate. That the risk of being caught can tether you more tightly than any promise. That a name whispered can bind as surely as a vow. That a

If this man right here got killed after I left, my underwear would be one of the reason I would be a prime suspect. Fucking a stranger and losing an underwear. Damn it.

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But there's a part of me saying that what I'm doing is so dangerous especially as he gets closer and Travis's wolf also gets closer to him as if giving him a warning not to do bad things. I was lying on the ground and my elbow was resting on the cement. I can no longer care about the scratches that the rough concrete creates on my skin. "N-Nalani, do something! T-Tame him," Siena begged and her voice was almost in a whisper. I need to get the fear out of my system. But every time Travis growls, and Ross retaliates, I can't help but jerk and close my eyes and whimpered. "T-Travis, he—h-help us!" Madame Hale almost hoarse too and Travis seemed to be following him because he growled at Ross aga

Bound. People always think danger announces itself. It doesn’t. It comes quietly—in the form of strangers asking for directions, in harmless smiles, in moments that feel like nothing. And by the time you realize it… It's already too late. Uzair knew that all too well. It was no coincidence. To someone like him, it was nothing more than a pawn on the board—a man who had dared to step into his territory. And he couldn’t let it slide. How could he?