Chrissy Stranger Things Full Body Novels & Stories

Her breath caught. It had been a long time. Too long. And it shouldn’t be this. Not to the sound of a stranger’s voice. Not to someone she hadn’t spoken to. Not to someone she couldn’t trust. But her body didn’t care about any of that. When she came, it was quiet. Shallow. Shameful. The kind that left a sting behind her eyelids. She didn’t sleep again. The next day was warm. The kind of dry heat that stuck to the skin and made clothes feel too tight.

It was like a thick fog clung to their bodies, blinding my vision. A finger ran up my spine, sending shocks of cold down my back. “Such a tender little morsel...” the stranger sighed. A freezing body pressed against mine. They grabbed my shoulders. “Dibs! I haven't eaten since last Monday.” “No!” another growled, tearing at my hair and thrusting my head back. A nose pressed against my neck. The thick stench of rot came from its flesh as it inhaled deeply. “No, she's my meat. My fresh, bloody meat. I'll tear her to beautiful ribbons. You'd like that, wouldn't you, doll?” he whispered harsh in my ear.

It has a living room and everything. A freaking chandelier hangs from the ceiling. Who puts a chandelier in a freaking basement? Rich people do all kinds of stuff I will never understand. I suddenly see Sterling. He’s shirtless and has weird markings on his body. Looks like body paint. He’s also wearing gray sweatpants and they’re covered with a weird red substance. Is that blood? I look at Lizzie and she looks back at me. She shakes her head and mouths the word ‘No’. I hope she’s right.

Didn't know if I should be excited to see my daughter, or to be sad at the condition I met her. I crawled a slow step forward, crouching in front of her. “You’re safe now.” I blubbered, pulling her into a tight embrace. She flinched, tried to push me away, but I held on. Her tiny body trembled. Then she sobbed—a soft, soundless sob. I finally let her go gently. She was obviously scared of strangers, and wasn't comfortable with my actions. “She’s scared,” I whispered. Brownlow stepped forward. “We’re here to help you, love. Do you know where the people who kept you are?”

My muscles tense, my senses on high alert. Pushing the door open, a scene unfolds before me. A dark-haired stranger kneeling on all fours, his cries of pleasure pulsating through the space. Jasper, wet and stark naked, towers over him, his muscles clenched as he slams into the stranger with a ferocity that's both captivating and terrifying. "Fucking take it!" Jasper's fingers dig deep into the stranger's back, leaving bloody scratch marks in their wake. His head is thrown back, lips parted in a snarl of pleasure.

Ryan asked confusedly and Theo sighed tiredly. " You know what, play the video". he orders and the guy plays the video clip of that night on how they took Jayden to the room and how the girl he hired rushed off after getting a call, and then a moment later, it shows a lady along the hallway and was being dragged into the room by Jayden. "Oh my, who is that girl?". Ryan asked confusedly. " Take it back and Zoom the girl's face for me ". he said and the security did as he was told, he zoomed in on the picture. " Do you know her?" He asked the security guy

And he said to him mentally, 'You have to fuck your ass to realize that you can't fool me! But there's a part of me that doubts this information. My people threw Art's body into the sea. His heart was still beating that time but it was faint, he definitely couldn't survive under the sea that was inside the black sack, but what if he did? Lately, I found out something about Nalani's bloodline. Esther is a hybrid of witch and giant wolf. She is Nalani's cousin and they are clearly connected on the mother's side. Natasha Halifax's personality has been a question for a long time. She is a wolfless, incapable of defending herself. But now I found out that he has a sister and Art actually has a gi

Clutching her father’s hand, Anita proceeded down the aisle, her heart beating erratically in her chest. She stared ahead and saw the Stranger standing there, splendid and breathtaking, in a white Armani suit. His friend was standing behind him. The Stranger’s eyes never left mine as I walked toward him. And it felt like walking towards my doom. Anita took a deep breath; her insides turned somersaults, her thighs shook, and her legs turned to jelly. She stumbled, and the Stranger reached out and grabbed her before she fell. “Oops, sorry.” She was embarrassed. Mr. King looked down at her.

My headache was getting worse and worse as I struggled to recall what had happened. Slowly, fragments of what transpired the day before began to resurface in my mind. Immediately after Brix dumped me, and I saw him banging another woman, I went to a bar and drank, and to my surprise... When I realized what had happened between the stranger in bed and me, I was shocked and horrified. "I had sex with a complete stranger!" I disregarded the nagging voice in my head that appeared like it was saying something "What a fool! In bed with a naked man, why do you think you're naked?"

An elderly man's face surfaces. "Um ... Hello" I commenced not sure of how to start the conversation. "Hello. How may I help you ?" the man asked. Looking at the clothes he was wearing, you'd know he's just managing his life. "Actually my car got hit by someone earlier and he gave me a card to bring my car for fixing" I explained handing him the card . He accessed the card and a smile follows which I found kinda weird . "Come in" was what he said before turning around inside . My brows furrowed in confusion Nevertheless, I followed him. I almost choked at the unusual weird smell that was formulating in the room. Everywhere was dirty and full of grease.