Little Stranger Book Audiobook Novels & Stories

I mean, I was an amateur writer and I was just writing crap. Sweet Stranger is a book I wrote based on my real life love-tale. It dives into the life of a young woman, Carly, who fell insanely inlove for a sweet stranger, Ramsey, who turned out to be the enemy that murdered her father. Though the book receives a lot of backlash, I must say it is one of the books that has gotten mind-blowing recognition and gotten millions of reads on GoodNovel. I never expected that honestly. I hear a loud knock on the door.

​ “I am not yours to sell!” ​ “Shut up, you stupid little twit! I have suffered enough with your alcoholic father and having to deal with raising you. It’s my turn to be happy. You will not ruin this for me!” ​ The stranger stood and walked towards them. ​ “Please,” he said, a dirty smirk and a revolting look in eyes. “You’ll be a happy girl.” He advanced towards Audrey, who began to back away from him. His eyes roamed her body, and Audrey felt so exposed. “I think… I’d like a taste of my bride-to-be. Perhaps we could practice for our honeymoon.”

the stranger raises his voice. “Better keep your voice low, this is an enchanted forest, your one little mistake will put you in grave danger.” the brunette states. “Let me in! I promise I won’t stay here for long.” the stranger begs. The brunette clutches her knuckle but lets him in with him. She keeps her posture erect and gazes hard on them. The stranger lays the baby on the bed and watches her snuggle while sleeping. A genuine smile erupts on his lips. The brunette watches them with water in her eyes but sniffs her nose to stop them coming out of the surface. The stranger notices the small action of the brunette.

Lyra frowned. Who are you? The voice laughed. You forgot one thing. The star exploded. A figure descended. And when his feet touched the ground... Kael went completely pale. Because the stranger looked exactly like him. But this time... he was holding a newborn baby. End of Chapter 114

There was so much more to take care of here than in my old pack. I threw myself into learning everything I could. I wanted to make Mom and Dad proud. One day, while making my usual rounds near the hunting grounds, a strikingly handsome face caught my eye. He lingered at the edge as if he were looking for something. "I'm Amy Geller of the Bloodmoon Pack. Do you need help?" I called out. The man smiled, warm as sunlight. "Hello, Amy. I'm Quincy Fairchild, Alpha of the Stormcrest Pack."

At first, I thought that I was just hallucinating but the sounds get louder and louder. What’s happening? Did Almothean’s relatives came? Let’s play!hihihihi Creepy. The voice is unsettling. It's hoarse, and the child's laugh is terrifying. It also echoed down the empty and silent corridor. While the children are laughing, several footsteps can be heard running back and forth. Blaine, sensing that something is wrong, immediately covered his ears and covered himself with the blanket. Blaine! Let’s play? Play with us Blaine!

Elise With the help of my phone navigator, I was able to get to the address without much hassle. However, the area was secluded to my liking. It was dark and quite. If someone murdered a person, no one will be able to tell. I tried not let the quiteness and darkness get to me as I furthered my way towards the shop with the 'Devine Automibe' written at the top. The transparent door was conciously locked that I almost thought the place is vacant until it was abruptly opened. An elderly man's face surfaces.

"Why would I go with you? It's your fault." "It's your fault. You don't want to leave my mind. Aren't you tired yet? You've been running around in my head for months, Lily." "And you still really know me, right? Well sir, I still want to talk to you. But I am a very obedient child to my parents. They said, don't talk to strangers. So, bye I hope you won' Don't bug us here anymore. Thank you, good bye and have a nice day." * * *

Stranger! Please be my Child’s Father . Chapter 30: faraway . At first, it was like a warmth. A gentle warmth that caressed the nape of her neck, traveling up to her head. But as the temperature around her neck grew, so did her awareness–and the warmth was nothing more than her brain trying to convince her that there was no pain. She groaned as she was jostled, head hanging over something, and she swore she heard a little ‘shh’.

‎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.