Jack Dylan Grazer Stranger Things Novels & Stories

Sarah yelled. Esther was about to move to mark Travis but suddenly she screamed, grabbing her ear, and now I saw her bleeding nose, eyes and ears. Elphaba hissed and quickly opened the door, Liam and Lily appeared in front of her, Liam rushed in Lily followed, but Elphaba came out. Narniah quickly grabbed Esther and I quickly wrapped Travis' body, he was slowly kneeling on the floor and struggling to breathe. "Fight her, Esther!" Narniah yelled.

The silver-eyed stranger studies us carefully. His gaze stops on me. And something inside my chest reacts instantly. The connection network flares. Bright. Violent. He notices. His head tilts slightly. “Primary anomaly confirmed.” Dylan moves closer to me instantly. “What do you want?” The stranger turns his gaze toward Dylan. For a moment— The air between them grows unbearably tense. “You are the second anchor,” the stranger says. Dylan doesn’t flinch. “Try again.” The stranger blinks slowly.

“Sure! That would be great.” Eura stared at Luther’s face for a couple of minutes. She can’t help to admire him again. Then, the picture of Lander popped inside her head. Now, she can clearly see how their features really looked the same. It’s just that Lander's features were more darker and his aura was friendly yet authoritative. While, Damon—her Mr. Stranger—looked more like a playboy looking, the very chill and playful aura. Luther was only wearing a plain sando shirt and faded brown cargo shorts. He went to his room and get his nude sweater and wore it. “So, let’s go?” Luther asked. Apollo Justice

Laura Lane - Latton’s Psychologist/Dolan’s Aunt Dolan Lane - Latton’s new Psychologist/Crush Jenny Larson - Lucian’s secretary Melisa - The concierge/ Malena’s friend Tim - John’s assistant Alana Miller - Derek’s mother Garette - Butler in the Ripley Manor Steven - Derek’s friend Victor York - A major investor in C.I owner of Shance, Texas warehouse (First mentioned in CHAPTER 52 - Failed Execution). C.I's new COO Adam Gallanger - Malena’s other guy Zane - Derek’s friend Karson Kent - Owner of Hamilton Tamara Scott - Proposal Manager in C.I Jacob Denvers - Collaboration Manager in C.I Eugene Cross - Accounts Manager in C.I Sandra/Sandy - Viv’s assistant Owen - George’s assistant Alison Gardn

He asked as he stopped a random student who was about riding his bike to wherever. “Oh Brandon it’s you” Dylan said with a faint smile when he figured the stranger was actually his class mate “What’s good man? Yeah they found a dead girl’s body lying on the field; she had a serious slit to the throat. Whatever killed her seemed like it had it in for her, your dad is even there” Brandon explained as he picked up his helmet “Yeah I can see that” Dylan mouthed “Thanks man” He added “It’s no problem; you’re going to head on home or check it out? Personally I wouldn’t, there’s sure going to be a lot of nightmares attached to that gruesome scene” Brandon added before putting on his helmet

Grace felt the wind against her face, the raw thrill of the chase thrumming through her blood. But beneath it all, anxiety twisted inside her like a serpent. What would she say to him, this stranger who shared her DNA? This ghost from her mother’s past? Would he be a victim? A villain? A mirror? Or something far worse? They reached the coordinates just before dawn. What looked like a collapsed sand dune from afar transformed into something far more calculated up close. Grace stepped off the buggy and approached the mound.

Grace was curious and asked, "Xander, who are you calling?" Xander ended the call and replied, "You'll know soon." Grace was somewhat curious. Not long after, the doorbell rang, and she got up. "I'll open the door." She hadn't walked far when Xander suddenly tugged on her arm. "It's okay. He'll come in by himself." Grace looked puzzled, and then the door opened. Heavy footsteps approached them, and Grace could see someone. It was a stranger she had never met before. He wore a grave expression, and his face was hard to read.

She messily pull her hair in a bun and call it a day stepping out of her room, expecting to see Sira and Niall. However, instead of the couple, she get greeted by manly figure sitting against the kitchen counter. The guy was fully dressed up with black jeans and a black button up shirt with sleeves half tucked in an attractive manner. His hair was pushed back and nicely gelled. His amber eyes lazily move from the table to her barely presentable figure. Jason Drew. Internally, she let out the biggest squeal ever. 'How can I meet him first in the morning, looking like a bin bag? No, no!' Gracie thinks, mentally stabbing Sira for not informing that she had an intruder.

I won't be that girl who gets hers, then pulls up her britches and saunters out the door. Scooting over to the other side of the bed, allowing him room to climb in, I snuggle under the blankets while I watch him take off his jeans. He moves gracefully for a man, and he's a pretty big guy at that. He's over six feet tall, maybe six foot one, and built like a wall, yet the way he moves reminds me of a dancer, rather effortless.

All the memories of that night were so vivid to her. September twenty two, it’s Jack birthday. She was preparing for her dinner when Jack arrived at her boarding house. He was under the influence of alcohol. As soon as she opened the door and Jack came in. He held her waist and kissed her. “ You are waiting for this, isn’t it Khlea” he whispered as he kissed her lips. Khlea’s eyes widened from that kiss. It was rough and painful. Her lips almost swelled as he kissed her rudely. When he got bored, he carelessly threw her in the bed and without thinking twice ran into her. He grabbed her polo she was wearing and forced to open it. The hole in her clothes fell apart and the man put his hands on