Romans & histoires Into The Arms Of A Stranger

Despite the confusion, a conflicting need stirred inside me, wanting comfort, connection, sex, anything to feel less alone. "I don't... I feel weird," I whispered, my eyelids growing impossibly heavy. The stranger's hand found my arm. Through the haze, I saw him clearly enough. He's the kind of man I'd normally avoid. Unshaven, with a smile that chilled rather than warmed. "Let me help you outside," he said, his fingers digging into my skin. "Get some fresh air." "No, I should..." My protest died as my mouth refused to work properly.

“Sorry about that. A kid ran into the road.” The bus starts moving. Slowly, awkwardly, I reach out and curl my fingers around the stranger’s forearm. His skin is warm. His muscles are firm beneath my touch. Oh god. I'm touching a man. A real man. And not just touching — clinging. He doesn’t flinch. Doesn’t pull away. He just stands there like it’s the most normal thing in the world, letting me borrow a piece of his balance. I glance up. He’s looking straight ahead, earbuds in, completely unfazed. Who is this guy? And how is he so calm while a total stranger clings to his arm like a lifeline?

********** A week later, Maya fell into labor and was rushed to the hospital, she had her babies safely; two girls and a boy, it was a great joy in the Williams household, and a little party was made to welcome them home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A year later, Maya wrote a book about her and Jayden and everyone involved in it and it was named " A NIGHT WITH A STRANGER". The story was published and sold all over the country and it became the top ten in the world, everyone who came across the story fell in love with it and wished to have an amazing story like her. She became the best story writer and won many awards and she was invited to different occasions. Her dream finally came to pass.

Taking a seat, she hummed a beautiful melody. Unknown of a presence, she didn’t see the stranger approach her. “That’s a beautiful melody,” The stranger said, taking her by surprise. Surprised by the stranger, she got up and took some steps back. Not looking where she was stepping, she took a wrong step and almost fell over to the lake. As she was about to fall, she felt two strong arms circle her waist. Grabbing his shoulders, she let a small squeak come out of her mouth. “I got you,” the stranger said, gripping her.

I looked up, my tear-filled eyes meeting the gaze of a stranger—a kind face, weathered by time and etched with compassion. "Are you alright?" the stranger asked, concern, lacing their voice. "You seem lost and in need of help." I mustered the strength to speak, my voice shaky and raw. "I... I've been banished... betrayed... I have nowhere to go." The stranger's eyes softened, their empathy palpable. "Come with me," they said, extending a hand. "I have a small cabin nearby. You can find shelter and warmth for the night." With trembling limbs, I accepted the stranger's offer of kindness. Their touch was gentle as they helped me to my feet, guiding me through the darkness. Each step felt like a

I want to move, to run into anything… but I can't. "It's going to be okay." The stranger reassures. "I'm here now. I swear to you, he will never touch you again!" A pair of powerful arms glide around my body. The moment he touches my body, the room becomes pitch black. All I can hear is the distant sound of boots hitting the floor, and a door slamming loudly into my ears. I close my eyes and allow the night to consume me.

‎Ryo..... ‎ ‎Thank God you are awake, a stranger's voice reach my ear's as soon as I woke up. ‎ ‎I knew I couldn't be David voice, I knew that instantly, even though my head was pounding and my thoughts were slow and heavy. David voice was familiar, safe in a way that had nothing to do with comfort. ‎This voice was slow and steady like some one who is supposed to be here. ‎ ‎My heart jumped hard in chest.

Th door opens again and a man with a timid smile on his face walks into the room staring at me. "Hey pretty, Lady. I am assigned to take care of you. Do you want anything for me to get it for you?" The strange man who just walked into the room asked me with a warm smile on his face again. I just nodded negatively in response, I can't be asking for anything from someone I don't even know and the worst of it is that I don't know where I am. "Hey young girl, listen. I don't know if my complexion seems to be misinterpreted by you, at least you should learn to cooperate with strangers because it can get worst if you don't, okay",

Strong hands grabbed her slender arms, holding her firmly. "Let me go! Let me go!" She screamed, thrashing in the stranger's arms. She didn't care who it was, she wanted that person to let her run away. "Hey….it's me…" A familiar, baritone voice said, making her stop struggling against him.

“We should talk some other time. The concern of my readers is more important to me. ” If she chooses whom she would like to be with, there is no doubt that Shean will quickly choose the stranger. She turned to the walking testosterone, and before she could understand what was happening, she just felt he hold one of her arms and pulled her out of the bar. She did not felt the need to struggle. The touch of his hand on her seemed to ignite her intense desire to be confined to the long and strong arms of a stranger. It is fine with her wherever he takes her, as long as he holds her. She will come with him.