Every Breath You Take Stranger Things Novels & Stories

Maya keeps tossing around her bed. " Why can't I sleep? Don't get used to him, Maya, you are not staying here forever" She sighed tiredly and fell back to bed. Not too long after, she started hearing strange noises from her window, and the curtains were flipping from side to side. "who is there?" She asked looking scared." I said who is there?". The noise became more scary, and she stood up from the bed and walked slowly to the window, suddenly she screamed in fear as someone appeared from the window on white wearing a scary ghost mask. She rushed out of her room screaming her way to Jayden's room, she knocked severally, and immediately Jayden opened the door, she jumped into his arms tightl

Not celebrity-distance. the breeze carries the smell of grilled corn sunscreen and trampled grass. kids run past with sticky fingers and melting popsicles still giddy from sugar and prizes. but all i can feel is this strange surreal stillness in my chest.Like today cracked something open.Something people weren’t supposed to see. i stare at my phone as the same clip loops a third time.Aiden lifts the little girl up again her socks falling down around her ankles. He laughs when she wiggles too much.

It felt like being touched by a corpse that was still warm. "He’s in the basement, Panni," the stranger in the skin whispered, leaning down until his lips brushed my ear. The scent of him—the cedar and the salt—was still there, mocking me. "He’s watching through the windows of his own eyes, screaming into the void. He chose the heart, remember? And the heart is so easily broken when the mind is hijacked."

The moment we got there, the loud music tuned down to a low hum, the air turned cool and scented with cedarwood. “Finally!” Cory’s voice boomed over the music. He stood, immediately he saw us. Walking with his arms wide open, before pulling us both into a hug. “You guys look amazing,” he said, his eyes lingering on me a little too long. “Come on, let’s go sit.” He ushered us towards a secluded booth, where another man was sitting already. The stranger was draped in a black silk shirt, the two top buttons were undone to reveal a glimpse of golden skin and a thin silver chain with the initials GR.

Mom continued to scold me, "The whole family won't let me have any peace! The old man's gone out and won't come back, your dad hasn't come home yet either, and you're still here messing with me!" As she spoke, we had already reached home. Mom pushed open Grandpa's room door, wanting to call Dad. However, she froze as soon as she entered. Not knowing what was going on, I walked in too. The scene before me startled me. A red rope dangled from the beam, with a loop at the end, as if someone was about to hang themselves. There was also a red outfit on the bed. I suddenly recalled Uncle Liam's death. While I was in a daze, I felt someone cover my mouth and nose from behind, and then I lost consci

She did not know where it was coming from or how it started. As she was breathing against his chest, she could smell how fragrant the stranger was. His masculine scent is too good for her nostril that her mind is starting to get chaotic again. She finally felt better while her whole being continued to heat up. She wanted to recline because she could no longer handle herself. Her knees became unsteady, as if the ground was about to swallow her. She could not carry herself anymore. “What is wrong with me? I felt so light I could fly. ” She mindlessly asked.

When he was informed that it was possible, he breathed in relief. Now he just to find a perfect, decent girl. While he thought about how he could find a woman like that, he turned his eyes to the car window. It’s already dark outside, and there aren’t that many people to be seen there, and the cars are few and far between. He looked around at the remote party near the bridge and seemed he saw something strange. He called the driver and ordered him to slow down. It’s strange why does he sees like there was a small voice urging him to go near that figurine. “ Mico stop for a while” he ordered.

I notice him reach up to the call button before I try to hide my face in my hands. Taking several deep breaths, I try not to cry. I'm a total mess. If I don't get myself under control before this plane takes off, not only will I have an anxiety attack, but I'll be suffering from motion sickness as well. When the stewardess approaches, I tense in preparation to hear the complaints of my co-passenger. "Ma'am, can you get the lady some water before we take off?" His voice is warm and friendly. I'm shocked this complete stranger is trying to help.

I joked. Stephan exhaled. “He looks nicer than me. More innocent.” “Nah, you got the same eyes.” I said seriously. “But take it with a grain of salt, I am just a stranger after all.” “Yeah, and you've figured me out much faster than anyone else.” He chucked again. “Even Whitney?” Stephan didn't answer, but turned to me. We stared at each other, both trying to figure out what this energy between us was. Or maybe it was just me–after all he had traveled all this way just to break up Whitney’s wedding.

My heart pounded in my chest, and my steps quickened. Every turn I took, the stranger mirrored my movements, maintaining a constant distance. Panic set in as I realized I couldn't shake them off. With trembling hands, I reached for my phone, ready to dial for help. As I was about to make the call, I took a quick glance back but the stranger vanished, leaving me with a lingering sense of unease. I took a deep breath, an unsettling feeling consumed me. I suddenly felt a presence in front of me. "Hi," the stranger said abruptly, gripping my arm. I passed out…