In Love With A Stranger Novels & Stories

Together, we were unstoppable, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, armed with the knowledge that our love could overcome any obstacle that crossed our path. As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, Ethan and I reveled in the peace and contentment that had settled over our lives. We had overcome the trials and tribulations that had tested our love, emerging stronger and more united than ever. Our bond was unbreakable, or so I believed. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow across the sky, a stranger appeared at our doorstep. Tall and imposing, his piercing eyes held a glimmer of familiarity that sent a shiver down my spine.

] After that conversation with Sir Jonathan, he hung up the phone. I was standing and thinking, "Why does my body ache?" and "Why do I feel a little bit dizzy?" "Ohhhh, what the heck?" I then remembered that there was a stranger whom I let into my apartment. And we both sing and drunk together "What the fuck! I fucked a stranger!" Garshhhhh. Not just that, I was very drunk yesterday. (I hold my head and start to slowly slap it.)

Emily said, as she gestured her hands. " Mr Stranger " Ivy said simply. " What? Someone you barely know? " she spoke ,almost yelling. " I know I sound crazy.....but Emily I think I'm in love with him, I can't seem to focus these days and if I'll have to get married it has to be with him, help me please " she said, as she gave her a pleading look. Emily looked up at the ceiling before looking back at her friend.

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

My head swung quickly towards her. “W-What..?” “I said, do you love him?” She lifted her brows with her hands on her waist. I didn’t know what to say to Trina. As I remembered, I told him I love him. “Last night when we were together, I felt something special. I mean— usually when I'm with the other guys that I like, my heart beats really fast and it would make me nervous and conscious. I’ve always been flustered by the little acts of kindness. But last night with Liam, I felt comfortable. It's like my heartbeat was just peaceful, and I didn’t feel the butterflies going crazy in my stomach. It’s just, calmness that envelops me.”

Reo had watched the hot scene between Jack and Mitha through the laptop screen display. He did not think that Jack actually realized what he said. "Why are you doing this to me, Jack?" Tears flooded Reo's face again. Then the laptop was thrown against the wall of the room when Reo threw it hard. The man was wailing, he was sad, disappointed, and everything seemed mixed up. His gay girlfriend turns out to be having an affair with the opposite sex behind his back. Yes, yes, even though it's only the opposite sex but Reo's heart still hurts!

Is money so powerful that love couldn't survive there? His decision made her feel too numb that now she's questioning herself if he ever loved her? And now she feels the answer is 'No'. He never loved me. He just lies to me all the time. Or how he could sell his lover? How could he let me have some random stranger and also force me to marry him (The Stranger)? The morning shift to afternoon, the evening turned into night. But her tears never stopped running through her cheeks. Suddenly, her room door opened while Erma and Dale came to watch her.

He tipped the glass again, but the stranger’s hand stopped him, firm on his wrist. “You have had enough.” Jace’s breath hitched. He met the man’s eyes, drunk and reckless. “Why?.... Why do you care?..... Do you like me or something?” The stranger did not answer. The silence broke Jace open. Something inside him snapped, desperate for touch, for proof he was not completely unlovable. He leaned in suddenly, lips crushing against the stranger’s. The kiss was hard, messy, tasting of whiskey and need. The stranger kissed him back without hesitation, his grip tightening at Jace’s waist.

“Your cock is so long… so fucking long and big as well… I cried out. “It’s reaching places no one ever has… I love it! I love your big, long cock so much!” The stranger grunted, hips snapping forward faster. “Take it, slut. Take every inch into your wet dripping pussy because my cock was made for only your wet pussy… I love this pussy…” My voice rose even higher, shameless and dripping with pleasure. “It’s the longest cock I’ve ever taken… it’s splitting me open… I love how deep it goes! Fuck me harder… please! I love your cock… I can’t get enough of this big long cock…” Kai couldn’t stay hidden any longer.

He whispered. I shook my body in response to him, "No, I just..." I started to explain but he shut me up. He turned me over to him aggressively and kissed me. "Can we go somewhere else?" He asked, his voice almost pleading at the moment. At this point, I didn't know what I was doing anymore. Tonight was about making everything all about me. But this stranger was here, asking me to go somewhere with him and I was seriously considering it. This was all of Ben's fault, my boyfriend, or should I say ex-boyfriend?