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She explains stutteringly. Alicia laughs and then walks down the stairs. "What are you talking about?" She says mockingly. "Hold its paw, and you'll see what I meant." She responded as she slowly stood up. Alicia pushed both paws and then heard it, but this time it was saying a different sentence. "Good morning, Lucian!" Alicia blushed and then giggled. "This is the cutest thing I've ever seen." She mumbled to herself. She then felt sorry for Latton, "You fell in love with the wrong person. You are wasting your efforts on my son." She uttered to herself.

She squatted down to his level, her eyes meeting his with a warm and friendly smile. These candies were her daughter's favorite, but she knew that they had plenty more at home. She kept a small supply with her at all times, just in case her daughter got hungry and needed a snack. Now, she was willing to share that special treat with the little boy in front of her, knowing that it would make his day. "I can't take it," Audrey said, his voice trembling with sincerity. "My mum always says not to take things from strangers. I don't want to get in trouble."

The impossible had just happened. The giant that terrified the Harbinger had been thrown aside effortlessly. The stranger looked toward Lena. Then toward me. His smile disappeared. Interesting. He looked serious now. Curiously studying us. "The convergence" The words were almost whispered. The little girl immediately stepped in front of Lena. Protective and defensive. The stranger laughed softly. "Still trying to protect her?" The little girl glared at him. "You cannot have her" The stranger's expression changed instantly. Cold and dangerous.

Never had I imagined that she had already borne another man's child—and that, over a single jealous remark from Bobby, she had decisively aborted ours. The abortion certificate shown in that video was nothing less than a brutal mockery of all the love and devotion I had given her over the years. It was laughable—utterly, bitterly laughable. "If it's just a godchild, would he call you 'mommy and daddy'? What else do you have to say?" I looked at Cynthia indifferently. There was nothing left in my heart but ice. She faltered for a moment, guilt flickering across her face, but still retorted stubbornly, "What's there to explain? Kids don't know any better. Calling familiar adults 'mommy and dad

"Didn't your parents told you to not speak to strangers?' He said the word 'stranger' three times in that sentence. I didn't say anything. We just resume our walking while I was willowing myself in embarrassment. It made me realized that I had just disobeyed one of my mother's lectures. Not talking to anyone I know and do not make the first move when it comes to a boy. This will be the end of me if ever she found out. I harshly bit my lower lip and internally scold myself in annoyance. What in the world was I thinking? My only hope is that this stranger wouldn't go telling anyone what just happened or I will literally get screwed. "Don't worry, I'm not going to tell anyone. I'll be pretty em

The Heir of Ruin The stranger smiled. Then: "Hello, little sister." Silence. Complete silence. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Selene's face had gone completely pale. Not shocked. Not surprised. Terrified. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Ava looked between them. Then: "Okay." Pause. Then: "I don't like that." Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. The stranger stepped forward. Slowly.

I wonder if he felt it. "No big deal." I guess he didn't. I give him a meek smile before moving up the aisle. I want to wait for him, continue talking to him, when I realize I don't even know his name and he never asked mine. I'm such a daft cow. Bloody hell. Here I am thinking there's some beautiful connection to this stranger I met by happenstance on a plane, when in actuality, he was just being nice, effectively making the time fly by.

********** 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.

the stranger said. “Was,” I corrected him. “What do you mean?” the stranger asked. Telling him all I know, the stranger just listens. Once I was done explaining. We stood quietly for a while. Finally, he opened the book and started going through it. No expressions were shown on his face. “Do you have a name?” the stranger asked after a while. “There is one. Before I tell you, at first, there was only one initial. It’s at the end of that book. If you like, you may look at it.” I said.

I stroked through it, milking every pulse, listening to a stranger growl filthy praise, pretending—wishing—it was someone else. I panted, forgetting to be sexy, just trying to get my lungs to work. After a minute of nothing but quiet breathing, someone spoke. I think it was me. “That was…” “Yeah. It was.” I heard him take another steadying breath. “Thank you, pretty boy,” he said, so soft and sweet. Then he was gone. I pulled out my earbuds and sat up on my bed in a daze. What the fuck had just happened? Had I really jerked myself off to a stranger on the phone, thinking about my uncle?