I Meet Someone Novels & Stories

I teased, hoping she smiles when she gets this message “I can be yours if you want me to. We can meet up and get to know each other better. I just saw that we are a match on the site and our zodiac sign accepts each other. We can definitely meet up, what do you think?” She asked me, sounding so eager and as excited as I am.

D-Day - 1 Suzanne had just stepped out of her shower when she heard her doorbell rang. She hastily grabbed her robe and put it on before heading towards the door. On the security screen was the face of Tom Banks. She glanced at the clock on her wall. It was past midnight. Didn’t we agree to meet in the morning? She thought to herself. She turned on the microphone. “Hey, Tom!” she croaked. Great. I sound like a frog.

He looked at around before his gaze rested on Bryan. “can we help you with something?” He asked, mistaking him for a customer, Even though he somehow by the way he held Bridget and held that vase, he felt wasn't. "Not really," it was Aine who answered. "Actually, Cedric, I'd like you to meet Bryan. Bryan, this is Cedric, he runs the shop with me." "I help around from time to time." Bridget said, trying to lightened the mood, Aine couldn't but smile. But she felt the tension as well.

Her eyes wander between us. My brows knit together, and I place the cup down, before plastering a fake smile on my face. "Yes, I am. Nice to meet you, Natty." Now this is strange. Everyone can see how strange it is. Walking over to a random stranger you only know because you've seen one or two times behind a screen. A person you have little to know information about, except what they explicitly want you to know, and then just talking to them. In a moment she'll demand something, because obviously they always feel entitled to something.

Either they were trying to sell me something, scam me, or recruit me for a cult. ME: Hi... do I know you? The reply came almost instantly. UNKNOWN: You might. Or maybe I'm just a figment of your imagination. I snorted, shaking my head. ME: If you're in my imagination, you're late. The meeting started an hour ago, and there's no coffee left. UNKNOWN: Wow. Harsh. I come bearing mystery and intrigue, and you give me caffeine shade. I chuckled quietly, careful not to wake Killian. ME: Most people introduce themselves before being intriguing. It's the polite thing to do.

Mia laughed, “You’d be lucky to marry me.” “Yeah, well, I’d have to fight off all your boyfriends first.” We kept eating, talking about random things. Old family stories, embarrassing moments, the latest gossip from her job. For the first time in a while, the heaviness in my chest felt lighter. Then my phone buzzed. It’s sitting face-down beside my plate. I flip it over without thinking. Unknown number. I glanced at Mia, then swiped to open the message. 'Let’s meet up in a few days' time. I’ll drop the date and time. You really don’t want to miss the chance to meet me.'

“Well, I’ve been seeing someone for a while now. His name is Xander and I want you guys to meet him. ” My aunt is the first to speak. She smiles as she asks “ Where did you meet him? When did you have to time to meet him?” “ I met him at the beach. After the drama with Keith, I didn’t want to bring him home too soon until I was sure about us". “ And now you’re sure?" asks my mum

he sighed heavily, the weight of his words evident in his voice. "I met her during a business meeting outside of New York. It was an unconventional introduction, as she accidentally spilled food on my shirt." Alex chuckled, but the laughter held a hint of anguish and sorrow. "And then, fate brought us together again in New York. Her name was Sarah Micheline, and we kept crossing paths unexpectedly."

“So…about how we met.” “Yes. I’m curious.” “Well, I was on a business trip and I happened to run into her at a coffee shop. That’s how we met.” Brooke was impressed. “Woah…so love at first sight huh?” How she wished she could find her special someone like the way Nathan met his girlfriend.

She pushed me out of the house and locked the main door. She jumped into her car and drove away in pursuit of her husband. My cabin was just a few streets away, so l left. I was sound asleep when I suddenly woke up. My phone was ringing non-stop. It was my boss. When I picked up she sounded like she was drunk. She instructed me to come over to her place. It was past midnight and I was afraid but I couldn't say no. It was windy and the rain was coming. I grabbed an umbrella and my story book and made my way down.