Little Stranger Book Novels & Stories

"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

I opened the room door which had a big sticker of twenty-nine pasted on it and to my greatest surprise, I saw a guy lying on his stomach, watching a movie or so. It dawned on me that he watching porn when I heard the weird sounds coming from his laptop. He hadn't noticed my presence since he was very engrossed, so I quietly stepped out of the room and let out a big sigh of frustration. So this was my new roommate? Great! Just what I needed!

As it turned out, although their life had its twists and turns, it wasn't easy, but they had finally found their comfortable life. "Where's your cousin?" Hyale looked at the little man whose eyes were as beautiful as the color of a lake in winter. "I think he's still with Aunt and Uncle. He's hungry." The little man answered straightforwardly. "Grandmother!" The little girl demanded. "Tell me again how Grandma and Grandpa met?" "That again?" asked Hayle who immediately frowned.

She pulled away and worriedly asked, “Are you okay, sweetie? Hm, Cameron? I told you both not to run off. Don’t run off like that again, okay?” Cameron nodded, but Mackenzie noticed that Calista was barely even listening, which was unusual since she was the most attentive one of the two. “Cali? Are you okay? Is something wrong?” She asked. Calista answered, “No, mommy. I met a good stranger today, he was a very kind person.” Mackenzie sighed in disapproval. “No, Cali. What did I tell you about talking to strangers?” “But mommy, he was very nice. He told me about his wife, and I told him about my daddy.” Immediately Calista uttered those last words, the entire room fell silent.

“One day you’ll realize you made a mistake. But by then, someone else will have taken your place.” I forced a tight smile. “Then I hope she enjoys it.” She shut the door with a little too much force. That night, the apartment felt still and heavier than usual. I sat on Lily’s bed with her favorite book in hand, reading aloud. She had curled herself into a ball under her blanket, her hair sticking up in different directions. “This dragon,” I read, pointing to the page, “wasn’t like the other dragons. He didn’t roar. He didn’t breathe fire. But he listened. And that made him special.”

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.

I said, pushing past her and entering her apartment. Her home was tiny but neat, quaint really. There was a little playpen in the living room and a lot of pictures decorated the walls. I took my seat at the dining table next to a little girl who looked at me with wide brown eyes. "Hi," she greeted me curiously, her voice sweet and polite. "I'm Sophia." "Hello," I nodded, looking at the food she was eating. Well cooked steak with deep-fried potatoes and stir fried baby carrots, mushrooms and spinach. There were chicken drumsticks in a different plate and savoury gravy on the side.

" He ordered politely with an aura of authority. She stood, trembling on both legs as she stared at his deep brown eyes assessing her with a firm face. "Striscia! (*Strip!!)" She kicked off her sneakers and started working on the buttons on her tartan checked patterned shirt. She gives him her back as she unsnaps her bra. "Now I want to see. Turn back around. Show me!" She turned around nervously with her eyes closed as she began to remove her bra slowly, feeling her tits spring out. She removed her belt and moved down her denim jeans, freeing her pretty legs completely from it as it dropped on the floor.

he asked. “Yes,” I replied quicker and sharper than I intended. I took a deep breath willing myself to calm down. “I don't mind. This is actually our first phone call, you know” He chuckled lightly, a sound that made my tummy rumble with butterflies. “Yeah I realize” “It feels…strange. And weirdly new” I muttered. “Good strange or bad strange?” he asked. “Good strange,” I said, biting my lip. He was quiet for some seconds, then he replied. “I'm glad it is”

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’.