Final Fantasy Lost Stranger Novels & Stories

It won't be easy to take in, hearing that you have a stranger watching your every move when you thought you were alone. "What do you want with me?" Blake was trying his best to keep a brave face but the Stranger had already noticed his trembling body. "First, tell me your name." "It's never good to tell a stranger your name." The stranger chuckled and stepped out of the dark. "I am Madiba" he introduced himself and Blake lowered his spear. Madiba covered his body with bear skin and his dark-colored skin made him blend perfectly in darkness. "I am Blake" "Blake, what is a latent like you doing in this dangerous forest." His words made Blake sad as he was reminded once again of how pathetic he

they continued calmly. Kael’s hands clenched at his sides. “You broke something that wasn’t yours to destroy,” the stranger added. “Enough,” I said sharply. Not for them but for him, because this wasn’t their fight to reopen. But the damage was already done, Kael didn’t look at the stranger anymore. He was looking at me. And for the first time since all this started, there was no control in his expression. “You think you understand what happened?” Kael said, voice tight. The stranger smiled faintly. “I don’t think so.”

The stranger scoffed and then he released his aura. It was suffocating and immediately made me want to kneel and submit but it was obviously not directed at me which showed how powerful it was. Damien's eyes widened. “L..ly…ly..ly” he kept stuttering while shivering in fear, unable to piece together a single word. My brows furrowed as I looked at the stranger in confusion. For the normally cool and collected Damien to be this flustered, who was this man? “Lycan Kieran.” Damien finally spat out and then he immediately fell to his knees not forgetting to drag Fiona too.

“You believed the Flame was the only force strong enough to stop the darkness, so you opened the door to find the source of creation.” A memory flashed through my mind. I saw myself standing before the doorway, surrounded by silver fire, while Asterion warned me not to continue. I remembered ignoring him because I believed I had finally found a way to end the ancient war. “I thought the doorway would lead to the source,” I whispered. The stranger nodded. “You believed something beyond it could give you enough power to destroy Eryndor's darkness.” “But something else came through,” Damian said. The stranger looked at him. “Yes.” His expression became grim. “Something that did not belong to cr

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.

Then, she found herself in El Paraiso, a small town with breathtaking beauty. El Paraiso was ruled by the Saldieguez, from politics to business. Her path crossed to the CEO of Nirvana Hotel and the youngest of Saldieguez named Luther. In Paradise Club, where all fantasies happened, the two of them had an agreement—to be “Strangers with Benefits”. With Eura being a brokenhearted widow and Luther as a troublesome playboy CEO, will things work between the both of them? Will the “Strangers with Benefits” contract between them work? Because the both of them know, at the end of the day . . . they’re just strangers to each other.

As he tried that, he got Jerry's Achilles, and he chuckled and was praising himself for getting him down, and in his mind, he taught that the stranger had already surrendered as he could not see traces of him, he had to stop his horse and he came, and began to wonder about and was looking for the stranger but could not still see him the only thing he could remember that he shoots the stranger well but is like the stranger had just disappeared Meanwhile, they are still in the palace, just that they moved to the palace farm, and that farm is so much bigtk the extent that one can enter inside it and would be lost as well So I think that the stranger might follow another path, not the farm, as E

A sharp grief spread through my chest as I realized I could never go back to the girl I once was. The mirror no longer showed my face, and the stranger staring back felt like an intrusion in my own life. My breath trembled as tears slipped down an unfamiliar cheek, the weight of a stolen identity was crushing me I am not sure what hurt more—losing my old face, or living with one that didn’t feel like mine. But was it his fault? No. This was destiny. “Uncle, please don’t feel bad,” I said, voice hoarse with crying.

It’s an awkward thing on me being worried too much to a woman whom I never met and known. “What the hell I’m doing. It’s an awkward thing on me being worried too much to a woman whom I never met and known in my life. Damn! Why would I waste my time helping a totally stranger woman.” He whispered and he stood up and was about to leave when a doctor came out from the room where the woman they helped was. “ Mr. Richard the woman you brought here is stabled now and out of danger. She is still unconscious due to the trauma she had been in her head. But don’t you worry I assure you that she will regain her consciousness within twenty four hours.” the doctor said.

“I’m not your property.” The stranger looked disappointed. “I spent years shaping you.” “Feeding you.” “Educating you.” “Keeping you alive.” “And this is how you repay me?” Daniel’s voice shook with restrained anger. “You stole my childhood.” “I gave you a future.” “You gave me a prison.” The stranger sighed. “You still misunderstand.” Damien raised his pistol. “This conversation is over.” The stranger didn’t even glance at the weapon. “You won’t shoot me.” “And why not?” “Because if I die…”