Love Is A Stranger Book Novels & Stories

KENNA I woke up alone the next morning to bright sunlight glaring at me and my body tangled between the sheets. Memories of what I did last night came crashing down on me like a heavy wave. I had sex with a stranger. And not only that, but he didn't use protection. "What is wrong with me?" I asked myself in a murmur. I was incredibly careless last night. What if I got pregnant? No way, that couldn't happen. Not in a million years would it ever be possible for me to get pregnant from a one-night stand. I was just worried about nothing.

“We should talk some other time. The concern of my readers is more important to me. ” If she chooses whom she would like to be with, there is no doubt that Shean will quickly choose the stranger. She turned to the walking testosterone, and before she could understand what was happening, she just felt he hold one of her arms and pulled her out of the bar. She did not felt the need to struggle. The touch of his hand on her seemed to ignite her intense desire to be confined to the long and strong arms of a stranger. It is fine with her wherever he takes her, as long as he holds her. She will come with him.

Sometimes I wake up sweating, my heart racing as though I have been touched for the first time. I tell myself it must be Liam. Maybe my subconscious already knows him. Or maybe it isn’t him at all. But that question doesn’t stop the heat from spreading through my chest when I think of those dreams. Oh, and one more thing: last night, in a haze of alcohol and rebellion, I kissed a stranger. My first kiss. Stolen from me? No. I gave it willingly, recklessly, maybe desperately. And I liked it. she yawned and rubbed her temples, the dull throb of a hangover pulsing through her skull. Her head ached, her eyes stung, and even the thought of standing made her groan.

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’m not… I’m…” I didn’t get the chance to explain. His mouth covered mine and kissed me fiercely, making me forget myself and my purpose of being here. His hands started to move, sliding his palms gently against my hard peaks, cupping my mounds and kneading them. I cried out softly, running my fingers to his still-damp hair and arching my body toward him. This was insane, but wherever Marcus’ soul was, I hoped he forgave me as the touch of this stranger was nothing like his. His hands were leaving a magic touch on my skin, making my core throb with need.

It was unexplainable to her why she had a heavy heart leaving the place—leaving the stranger man. A tear fall from her left eye. She felt that she betrayed her husband, but what happened between her and the stranger she doesn’t regret it, even a bit. How can she do such things to her husband? She never let another man touch her except him—but she suddenly made an exception to Mr. Stranger. Now, she had a heavy heart. The feeling that she left something in that place, but she can’t point it out. Damn, Eura! That was just sex!

On their wedding day, right as Elena Emerton and Kyle Fenton were about to exchange rings, a woman rushed Kyle with a knife. Elena moved on instinct, throwing herself in front of Kyle. The blade sank into her chest, and she crumpled into Kyle's arms. As the woman was dragged away, she screamed, "Kyle Fenton, we're not done! How dare you get married?" That was when Elena recognized her. Allison Smyth. Kyle's sworn enemy for the past six years. Before anyone could react, Allison broke free and held the knife to her throat. "Kyle, I'm tired. Let's end this." Kyle's eyes went wide. He dropped Elena and rushed to Allison, catching the blade with his bare hand. Elena hit the floor hard.

“This is not about him. This is about our sisterly relationship.” “Then you’ve got nothing to worry about. I’m the one who slept with a stranger and refused to take a morning-after pill. And that wasn’t on purpose. I had slept with Zion a couple of times and I didn’t get pregnant. I thought I wasn’t a very fertile lady so a night with a stranger without protection was probably nothing. But it’s cool. I can’t imagine living a life without Ryan in it. He is my greatest blessing of all.” “The stranger’s sperm was definitely stronger than Zion’s own.”

It was quiet, almost sacred, with sunlight streaming through the large windows and rows of books inviting me to lose myself in their worlds. I wandered through the aisles aimlessly until I stumbled across a section on business biographies. My fingers hovered over the spines until I spotted one that looked familiar: Against All Odds: The Rise of Evan Bennett. I pulled the book from the shelf, my heart racing. I hadn't known a biography about him existed. The cover featured a candid photo of Evan, his piercing eyes staring directly at the camera.

It's been the same for the past 23 years. Author's special: "They say even once the King has to face a war that wakes up the fear in him...What kind of war does Alex have to face in the near future...?", -HARU. Do let me know. Comment or criticize so that I can know what exactly your thoughts are. I feel happy that people are reading "LOVE YOU MY FAMILIAR STRANGER" I hope I can receive your opinion too. Thank you. -Haru.