Can We Be Strangers Again Novels & Stories

I cannot stop thinking about Lya's cold gaze when she said the word "stranger" just now. On the way back to GreyStone Pack, Kai suddenly spoke up. "Miguel, did you hear what Lya just said?" "Yes, yes, of course I heard that," I mimicked Lya's voice, "Miguel, we are the most ordinary strangers." Damn, how dared she call us strangers when I thought at least we used to be mates. "No, Miguel," Kai sounded a little bemused, "I mean, Lya said you had no idea what was going on, remember?"

The harbor fell silent. "You divorced me." Nobody moved. "You erased me from your life." The anger burned hotter. "And now every day I discover another lie." Adrian looked like he wanted to argue, wanted to explain, wanted forgiveness. I wasn't interested. Not tonight. Maybe not ever. The stranger watched everything with amusement. That annoyed me. I turned toward him immediately "You seem entertained." His smile faded. "I'm watching history repeat itself." Confusion hit instantly. "What does that mean?" The stranger hesitated. For the first time, he actually hesitated then answered

Why do I suddenly see a connection to my brother, that I never felt before? “Please, Amara. Don't leave us.” Noah held my hands as he stared deeply into my eyes. “If you want, we can live as if we never knew. We can stay like you being Crystal, and us being the father and son Dawsons who helped you. We can do whatever you want. Just— please… don't leave us again…” I heaved my hand from his grip to place it on top of the back of his hand.

I knew I shouldn't be happy seeing a stripper especially now that I had a girlfriend, but I couldn't stop the happiness gathering in my stomach. I got into the club venue; as usual people were dancing and swaying to the beat. Unfortunately for me, my favourite stripper had just finished performing and a different set of strippers were occupying the stage. I sulked under my breath as I resolved to call Veronica to inform her that I was around already. I had informed her earlier that I was coming and she was very excited. She didn't pick her calls to my surprise and I tried again. I tried once more, yet the same thing. I wondered where she kept her phone. I scanned the hall for traces of her b

Even though he used to really hate that man, it turns out that it was Dylan who was always there when Alea was in trouble. Dylan sighed and stopped eating his porridge, his eyes fixed on Alea. “Alea, do you consider me a stranger?” Alea shook her head slowly. "Then let me take you." "But I've troubled you a lot, Lan." Alea lowered her head and played with her hands, thinking for a moment what she should do in the future. "You can stay here whenever you want, and you don't bother me!" Giving up, Alea nodded her head slowly. She hesitantly looked up and looked at Dylan while smiling her big smile.

I’m already regretting the words I said, and open my lips to answer him, but he's quicker and adds, “If that's what you really think, then we have nothing to say to each other anymore.” I feel my eyes burn, and I know it's because I'm fighting back tears so hard. So, I just swallow the knot that's caught in my throat and yell, letting my frustration make my voice high-pitched: “Yes, there's nothing more for us to say…. After all, we've been nothing to each other since the beginning, haven't we? Nothing but strangers. So let's continue being strangers in the future!” I can see the sadness in his eyes, but I turn away, hastening my step, almost running away from Jasper, from all this mess….

After days of seeking out Caleb without any result, she would not let his countenance stop her now. Her fiery red lips pulled up into a coy smile as she gazed up at him. "Hey, stranger," she said throatily, a voice that used to fire up men's desire for her without fail—until today. Frustration bubbled within her when Caleb merely looked down at her with a bored expression. Her smile threatened to fall before she made it even brighter as she raised a finger to lightly brush against his muscled arm.

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

I wished I could look back at the way this began with fondness; maybe it would make the circumstances bearable, but waking in the bed of a stranger on the wrong side of town didn't lend itself to memories I wanted to cherish. But hell, neither did the day, that preceded the night, that changed my life.

The heat in my body was getting worse, like I needed to unleash every frustration that had welled in my system. As the elevator took us up, I tried to keep my distance. Maybe it would bring me back to my senses before I finally take this big leap of faith. I got to his room, trying my best to control myself. “So,” he purred while still holding my hand. “Are we going to tell each other our real names?” ”No names.” I said. He nodded. “It’s just one night.” I stared at him, No regrets I’m making this up as I go along, I mean is there anything wrong having one night with a total stranger?