Books About Stranger Danger Novels & Stories

I could not tell her that I was earning well because of my books. I knew my parents would not have approved of me writing romantic books. The stalker threatened me to pick up his call and reply to messages or I will pay for it. Another boy tried to get friendly with me but he got hurt too. I saw him the next day and his face was bruised. The moment he saw me, he turned and went away in another direction. It made me so scared that I could not even sleep at night. He threatened me that he would have me one day by hook or by crook.

he says. More like decrees. The target over his balls is getting bigger by the minute. I let out a very unladylike snort- which I never said I was a lady- and say, “Yeah, I don’t think that’s going to happen. I don’t go out with men who demand a woman to do anything, and have you ever heard the term, “stranger danger”? For all I know you could take me in the woods to rape me, kill me, and then chop my body into little pieces, and leave them all over the woods for animals to feast on. So, no, you murderer.”

He’s more than that because he is connected to Daniil, I can feel it in my bones. I could tell her the truth and I could tell her that I’m pregnant, that I’ve been hiding it, that I’ve been lying to her and Daniil for weeks now but that’s not the whole truth, the real truth is darker, and more dangerous. The truth is, the stranger is not just some man I had a one night stand with. He’s tied to Daniil’s enemies and I’m not sure if that makes him more dangerous or less. “He’s not just a stranger, Neomi,” I say, my voice a whisper. “He’s… he’s connected to Daniil’s enemies. I don’t know how, but I feel it. He’s dangerous, Neomi. Just like Daniil.”

He listened more than he spoke, but when he did speak, people leaned in. Crystal noticed how often his eyes drifted toward her. Not in a scary way. In a careful way. She licked sugar from her fingers and tilted her head. Why does he look like he’s afraid I’ll disappear? “Crystal!” She turned at the sound of her name and saw Auntie Ruth waving her over. Ruth was arranging baskets of produce, her face tight with concentration. Crystal hopped down and ran to her. “Auntie Ruth,” she said brightly, “do you know the daddy stranger?”

The stranger stood sharply. And just like that, the fragile calm snapped. A new danger waited outside. And we hadn’t survived this long just to fall apart now.

He gave what seemed like a professional reply and Ricco found himself nodding. "These women are our business and are fucking total strangers. You'd be surprised how men think this is a place to abuse women. I've witnessed a lot of cases where I have to step in because he thinks a no-hold-barred night means he can beat the living shit out of a woman. Some f**s virgins mercilessly and I won't stand there and do nothing. Not on my watch!!" The guard added and Ricco watched as he raised his hand and clenched his fingers inward before knocking on a door which seemed to be an entrance to Lorenzo's office.

So back then, I chose to stay with Hank's pack without a second thought. The idea of venturing into some unfamiliar place didn't appeal to me at all. I would've much rather stayed where I'd grown up. Besides, that strange new world—so powerful and fiercely competitive—felt overwhelming. I wasn't even sure I had what it took to be a worthy heir. "Amy, we know this isn't easy for you. You're our only daughter, and more than anything, we want you to be happy and healthy. We understand why you'd be hesitant to come back.

“That’s nice. But I should really—” “Wait.” His voice was firm, commanding enough to still my steps. “What’s your name?” “I don’t tell my name to strangers,” I muttered, turning away. But before I could move, his hand caught my arm. Startled, my feet tangled beneath me. I stumbled, bracing for the cold floor—but instead I collided with something hard, warm. My heartbeat roared in my ears.

“Jack mentioned it this morning when I called to ask after Clarita. Very unfortunate. These parks can be dangerous.” Kelvin felt his chest tighten. Dan looked around. “May I sit?” Clarita gave a stiff nod reluctantly. “Yes.” Dan sat opposite Kelvin, leaning forward slightly. “I was hoping we could talk,” he said. “Man to man.” Clarita’s posture stiffened. “About what?” “Nothing serious,” Dan replied. “Just honesty.” Kelvin knew it wasn’t true. “I’ll stay,” Clarita said. “Say whatever you want to say here.” Dan laughed. “Of course.” He looked directly at Kelvin. “I want to help you.”

No one sees. The warm leather kisses my ass. The door slams shut, and just like that, I'm riding with a total stranger. How dangerous. How exciting.