Five Total Strangers Novels & Stories

The recognition brought a smile to my face as I seized the night in hedonistic passion. In the blink of an eye, we'd arrived at someone's home. I assumed the driver. With no more than a light in the kitchen to cast a glow in the living room, both men set out to devour me. It quickly became evident, this was not a first. They worked in tandem, one in front, the other behind. Oddly, there was nothing rough or awkward about any of it. The straps fell from my shoulders as Right nipped kisses on my neck. My breasts were completely exposed when the dress fell to my waist where Left had his hands on my thighs, raising my skirt to explore beneath my thong.

"Why do I feel like I am being interrogated so early in the morning?" I pursed my lips before murmuring. "Sorry." He sighed. "Okay, first and foremost, I'm not going to say any details about me because you're a stranger and at the same time, I'm also a stranger to you." He said, a matter-of-factly. "Didn't your parents told you to not speak to strangers?' He said the word 'stranger' three times in that sentence. I didn't say anything. We just resume our walking while I was willowing myself in embarrassment. It made me realized that I had just disobeyed one of my mother's lectures.

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?

A few heartbeats later, she stepped away from him and realized that her audience had left. “That wasn’t so bad after all,” Ellen said, turning back to face the handsome stranger in front of her. The events of the last few minutes had sobered her up a bit. The handsome stranger looked stunned as he stared at her. His face was hardened in anger, and stepping towards her, he raised up his right hand.

But every one of them made my stomach twist tighter. “Ours,” Calder murmured, almost reverent. I opened my mouth, a denial on my tongue, when the air behind them shifted. Voices rose, sharper, meaner. The stranger was back. And this time, he wasn’t alone. Half a dozen men pushed through the crowd at his side, shoulders squared, drunk bravado thick in the air. The music stuttered, chatter dying off in waves. Wolves turned in their seats, scenting the tension like smoke before a fire.

The fact that the perfect stranger is following with sobbing nods, tells me this is not the first dangerous situation she’s been in. Chapter 1.25 How Many Zeros - Rourke

“Maybe you’ll survive this after all.” Before she could respond, a loud crash sound comes through the room. The sound of breaking wood and shouting voices. “Looks like our time’s up,” the stranger said, releasing her and stepping back. The door burst open, and a group of Victor’s men stormed in, weapons in their hands. The stranger cursed under their breath. “Guess we’ll have to finish this another time,” he said, flashing Olivia a light smile. With a swift motion, stranger threw a smoke grenade to the floor which fills the room with a choking mist. Olivia coughed; her vision was blurring as smoke erupted around her.

On our wedding day, my fiancée and brother died in a tragic crash, and the shock left my mother completely bedridden. Everyone blamed me, saying I brought misfortune and death to everyone around me. However, I didn't even have time to grieve. I worked myself to the bone, hauling concrete at construction sites by day and delivering food by night, just to afford my mother's medical bills. Then came the day I took a side job wearing a mascot suit for a grand opening event. One employee mentioned, "Our boss is super rich and handsome, and his wife is so sweet. Their family is so loving. They even rescue stray cats and dogs all the time!" I stayed quiet, only worried about whether I'd make it

Six cut in, changing the direction of the conversation. “Hard to say,” Five said with a shrug. “I had to grenade a wetwork team to get away from my last job. If Home really is getting rid of us, they better know we aren’t going to go quietly.” “I think the best thing to do is get us all together.” “That’s going to be a hard job with Home being on the silent side and Jason in hiding.” “Maybe. I saw Nine and One in Paris.” Five’s eyebrows shot up. “And?”

The four strangers didn’t turn to face me; they just stood still. My phone stopped ringing. “Maybe if we don’t move,” the tall blond man began to whisper. “Shut up!” the short red-haired guy whisper-shouted, interrupting the other. “I can’t believe this,“ a tall woman with her dark hair pulled back muttered. Her pony tail moved side to side as she shook her head. “We are so dead,” another with a similar hairdo said.