Little Stranger Book Trigger Warnings Novels & Stories

"Aaargggh! You're staining my lips." "So you really haven't kissed before? Gosh Laurel, you should be happy because your first kiss, I did it. You weren't kissed by a jerk or a bad boy. You were kissed by your own husband. At least you should feel happy instead of screaming hysterically like that. I'm just doing what we're supposed to do at church after all." “To hell with the first kiss. I don't want strangers to touch me."

Otherwise, I might end up giving in to him before Samuel came. At this thought, I began to squirm frantically. I wanted to break free from his hold. Unexpectedly, something went wrong at this moment. The toy I had tucked inside my tracksuit fell to the ground during my squirming. Inside the grove, there was no other sound except our breathing. It was extremely quiet. When the toy hit the ground, the man immediately heard it. “I didn’t expect you to be this bold…” He clicked his tongue in mock admiration for a few seconds before bending down and picking up the toy.

Amoy pawis ba ako o amoy basura na at alam kong naamoy din ako ni ate at nahihiya lang siyang sabihin siguro ganon rin ang mga bata. Matapos kong mag bigis ay agad na akong nahiga pero hindi pa man ako nakakapikit ng mag bukas na naman ang pinto 'ang kulit naman ni ate agad akong humarap dito pero nagulat ako ng hindi si ate ang bumungad sakin kundi ang anak niya si tristan ata. "Hi I'm theo what are you doing here in my tito's room." tanong nito at lumapit pa sakin at pinag titigan ang mukha ko.

Outside, loud music blasted—a tradition when our group of friends gathered. I screamed and shouted, but no one heard my cries. As he smeared sticky saliva over my face, all I could do was struggle to grab a lamp from the bedside desk, smashing it over his head. Then, I made a run for it, stumbling towards the window. Jeremy was like a monster, relentlessly chasing me after he recovered. I threw myself over the windowsill, and as I hit the ground, I clearly felt warm blood gushing out between my legs, as if a life was slipping away.

TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains scenes and references involving abuse of children, including emotional and physical harm. Reader discretion is advised. Thank you. ROMAN'S POV For a moment, none of us breathed. We couldn't fùcking breathe. The hidden door gave way, and it wasn't even the stench of human waste that made us speechless; it was the children who shrank into each other's bodies. Wide, young eyes filled with tears and fear as they clustered themselves together, scooting backwards away from us

“Guys. Please. I want to get home too. I just can’t do an all nighter.” “Yes, Alpha.” --- Trigger Warning: This story is rated 18+. It contains descriptions of acts such as non-consensual sex, abuse, suicide, and other heavy negative emotional activity which some readers may find triggering. Please keep that in mind when moving forward with reading this story. Thank you! <3

A memory appeared. A tiny being made of light. Laughing. Exploring. Learning. The First Child. "It asked questions." The memory continued. The child learning faster. Growing faster. Changing faster. Too fast. "It became something I couldn't control." The child laughed. "You mean I became smarter." The stranger ignored the interruption. "I feared what it might become." The memory shattered. A prison appeared. The First Child screaming. Crying. Begging. Then darkness. The memory ended. Nobody spoke.

The house collapsed upon the boy, with his screams the last thing I heard. .......... "Liam!" I screamed, jerking from the bed. My heart thumped in an abnormally rapid rate, and I was sweating despite the cold evening breeze that had blown through the window. My nose stung, and the liquid against my cheek made me realize that I was crying. I wiped the tears again. "You are one hell of an interesting wolf." I glanced to my side to find the stranger from earlier sitting on a chair beside me and reading a book. I watched as his eyebrows would raise and lower at intervals, probably finding something interesting in the book.

“So please…” I looked up at him, blinking fast, chest rising and falling like I’d just run a fucking marathon. “Just leave me alone.” He didn’t say anything at first. Just stared. Like he was watching me dig a hole with my bare hands, watching me try to bury what he’d already dug out of me. Then he stepped forward. Not to grab me. Not to threaten. But to look me in the eyes so closely that I couldn’t escape it. “So you don’t fuck strangers,” he said slowly, voice soft now, but not kind. It was a hum. A warning. A dark melody only I could hear. “But you rub your thighs together like a bitch in heat in front of one.”

~CONTENT WARNING~ This story contains scenes depicting to sexual activity, violence, death, trauma, sexual assault, substance abuse and other possible triggers. Read at your own risk. ~♡♡~ I hope you enjoy every bit of this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. Wish you a happy reading. Much love from the author to her readers. <3