In Love With A Stranger Novels & Stories

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.

Ava’s POV I didn’t know that sex could feel so good. A tiny part of me worries that it’s just because this man is a stranger. That I’m enjoying the thrill of risk. But I know it’s more than that. His hand is on my hip as he pushes slowly within. My body is tight, walls clenching around him as I gasp. He feels hot, hard and enormous. I gasp, adjusting to the size of the man, feeling myself stretch in accommodation. There’s no discomfort, only a delicious sense of fulfillment, a strange completeness. He pauses, head bowed against my collar, his breath against my skin. Is it possible to love a stranger? He’s waiting for me, I know it, I can sense it. I can feel his care and consideration as the

He suddenly asked these questions, staring at me incredulously as I look at him. "Because-" I paused because I just don't know why I love him because love just happens without any reason. I never thought that I would fall in love with a stranger without even seeing him. "I don't know the reason, Zain. I just only know that my heart has loved you since day one. You won't believe that my heart was feeling so happy by talking to you and helping you. Before I didn't understand that I love you, but I realised that I love you when my heart and soul became restless for you. First, I fell in love with your soul and tonight you have made me fall in love with your tempt

the stranger said. Looking closely at him, I noticed how handsome he was. His eyes were a honey-like gold color, and he had a bit of freckle all over his face. For some reason, I felt an attraction to him. “Love what you see, love,” the stranger said. By now, my hands were in his chest; noticing he was shirtless, I pulled back. “Stop touching,” I said, frowning. “Love, it was you… who touched, what shouldn’t be touched.” the stranger said.

He caressed the red marks he had made on her cheeks. “Look. I just… I just wanted to make love to you,” The Stranger said. The words sounded so kind in her ears. As she opened her eyes to stare into his, her heart was struck by a jolt of shock as she realized that she was truly falling for the very man she used to fear. Josephine turned around, pressed her hands against the wall and stuck out her ass, as the man placed his cock between his ass cheeks. “All I want is to make love, cute girl.” The Stranger whispered.

"I swear even the stars don't shine like you. You make me scream at the top of my lungs at just the mere thought of you. I swear I don't know what is wrong with me but whenever you're around even if you aren't you're always in my mind and I get crazy and intoxicated just by the memories in my head of you." Edward gulped not at all following what happening at this moment. "Listen you've mistaken me for someone—" his lips were sealed shut by the stranger's hand on them. The stranger shook his head. "Don't talk. I love you without saying anything at all." He smiled again flashing his perfect white teeth on Edward. "I saw you dancing last night and I must say I swear I've never been more ent

"Papà! Puoi sentirci (*Dad! Can you hear us?)" "Dad!" "Dad! Dad! Can you hear us?" Isabella's voice quivered with desperation. ************ With a heavy heart, Isabella made her way to the doctor's office later that night, her face etched with sorrow. She wore an asymmetrical top and a checked-patterned skirt. The doctor, a gray-haired man in a white coat, sat behind a desk, idly tracing his fingers across its surface while stroking his beard with the other hand. He greeted Isabella with a courteous smile and gestured for her to take a seat.

"Sorry, but I don't hang out with strangers.'' she said. And with that, she got up to leave having finished eating, leaving him surprised and angry at the same time. No girl had ever turned him down in his entire life. They were the ones always begging for his attention. He couldn't believe what just happened with Amelia, and he hoped no one had noticed that. He struggled to finish up his lunch just before the bell rang and they were asked to go back to class. On his way back to class, he kept thinking about the awkward conversation he just had with Amelia. He couldn't think of what he had done to warrant such cold and snobbish behavior from her. They haven't met before, he was very sure of

I locked the screen and threw it where I kept it before. Tristan is my ex-boyfriend. We broke up few months ago or should I say I discarded him out of my mind. I thought we were a thing. He made me believe I was the only one in his life. He showed me all the love and care a boyfriend gives to his girlfriend. But then, it was all fake. All an act. He disappear all of a sudden. No calls or text. If I call him, I'll be directed to voice mail and my messages will be left unread. Until after few days when I saw his picture all over I*******m. I felt stupid and at the same time angry. I was being used by him.

She lifted one of her brows as she looked down at me, a smirk playing at the corner of her pink lips. She was me… or I was her. She had my face and from the smell of her… she also had my scent. The words of that stranger surfaced in my mind; he said something about proving Elliot didn’t love me and that he would throw me to the wolves the second he got the chance. I didn’t want to believe him. I had no reason to believe him. Elliot proved to me over the last couple of days that he did love me. But now he was staring at me like I was nothing more than a stranger. My heart felt as if it wanted to explode in my chest.