Fall In Love With Stranger Novels & Stories

It didn’t. However, her thoughts were only rudely interrupted by a deep voice— “What’s a beautiful woman like you doing alone when she should be dancing?” Sophia blinked and shifted, wiping her face with the back of her palm. Then she lowered her gaze almost immediately, as if not wanting the stranger to see she was crying. But he noticed anyway. “Miss? Are you crying?” the stranger asked, his rich baritone voice cutting through the noise in the club. She held back from cursing at him for interrupting her moment of sulking and solitude. Couldn't he read the room?

Hollis said with a chuckle, his grip on my waist tightening slightly. “Well...” the stranger went silent, staring at me, his eyes filled with curiosity and suspicion. I forced a smile, hoping to maintain the facade of being Hollis’s fiancé for just a little longer. “Well, Miss Hailey, if you don’t mind me asking, how do two meet and fall in love?” he inquired, his gaze still fixed on me. I glanced at Hollis, silently pleading for help as I scrambled to come up with a believable story to satisfy the stranger’s curiosity.

"It's nice, I love it" " Am glad you do". They smiled at each other and started eating. Some minutes later, After having their romantic dinner, Jayden moved to help Maya up from her seat, he took her tenderly and both stared lovingly into each other eyes. "Maya, I know we never start smoothly from the beginning, but I must say that in this space of few months, I have been with you, I have learned to know you better, I want to hear your voice and feel your touch every day because it gives my heart joy and makes my life complete. I want to see your gorgeous smile all the time as it fills my entire heart with joy. I can’t survive a single moment with the thought of not having you around me. You

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? He looked into my eyes, “You know what? He asked. I was so curious to know what was going through his head so I shook my head. “What?” “Well, not to worry, it’s something I’d love to say over and over again, that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. I might be in love with you already. I think we should go for it.” My heart raced, and all of this was a bit interesting and confusing at the same time.

Sometimes I wake up sweating, my heart racing as though I have been touched for the first time. I tell myself it must be Liam. Maybe my subconscious already knows him. Or maybe it isn’t him at all. But that question doesn’t stop the heat from spreading through my chest when I think of those dreams. Oh, and one more thing: last night, in a haze of alcohol and rebellion, I kissed a stranger. My first kiss. Stolen from me? No. I gave it willingly, recklessly, maybe desperately. And I liked it. she yawned and rubbed her temples, the dull throb of a hangover pulsing through her skull. Her head ached, her eyes stung, and even the thought of standing made her groan.

With how desperate I am this moment…it’s scary the lines I won’t cross. “What if I told you to marry a stranger for money—would you say yes?” She says again. I pause—giving it a thought “Yeah. I would.” Cassy burst into a laugh so hard she was running out of breath. She tilts to the left, her drunk senses making her lose her stamina. I reach forward to steady her, my hands holding her head in place as I lift her back to sitting. I feel its stare before I see it. A dark haze splitting slowly through the neon light. The sound of its heels striding with purpose, moving closer and closer to my direction and when it’s gets to my table…it halts.

the stranger responded. “So that explains the tattoos?” She pointed to his covered limbs. The stranger twisted his arms back and forth, chuckling at her. “Yeah, I guess so.” Cara glanced back at her watch, realising she had been outside for some time. “I should get back to my friends.” She explained, lifting herself from the bench. She took a step forward, but her knees buckled underneath her before she felt the floor beneath her a warm arm wrapped itself around her waist protectively. She gazed up again to see the swirling chocolate eyes seeking hers. His lips twitched as his gaze travelled down to hers, the distance between their faces closing slowly. Time felt like it had stopped as the s

I made love to the incredibly hot as fuck as a stranger. And then he was not the stranger anymore; he was Tyler. Tyler, the man I fell in love with. Tyler, the man I shared a bed with. Tyler, my lover. Tyler, my partner. Tyler, my fiance. Tyler Moore, the hot as fuck stranger, the man that I love, the only man that I will ever love. And it is over The moments are memories, and they are memories I will never forget. Tyler will never be forgotten, and he will always be felt, felt deep in my heart, a heart that will only ever belong to him.

I started work after two years of my high diploma. I never engaged in any love relations after the previous love heart breaks. Infact some workmates wondered what kind of lady I was my age without any boyfriend. For sure some came my way but I never gave any man any a chance. 3 years later as am I am walking home, a car stops . Excuse me beautiful, can I give you a ride? I proudly answer, no thank you, I have reached my destination already. Again question, hey beautiful, then can I have your number....nah, I have no phone. To my utter shock, the stranger in the car hands me a brand new already set up phone and says, please leave it on, I will give you a call. Little did I know I had met th

She heard the door unlatch and footsteps, but she didn't have the courage to turn around and face the man who probably had plenty of expectations from her, who would probably demand physical and mental intimacy from her, who would probably now want to control her. "Iss rishte mein izzat hogi, pyaar nahi" she heard a hoarse voice announce, translating to - This relationship would only be based on mutual respect and not love. She had nothing to say to this except a sigh of relief, there really were no expectations or impositions. "And our respect will come from the fact that we pretend to have a perfectly normal marriage in front of our families, but other than that let keep outta each other's