Loving A Stranger Novels & Stories

I handed it back to him without looking at him. “There,” I said, trying to sound indifferent, as if this was just another regular moment in my day. “I’ll call you,” he promised, his smile almost mischievous as I turned to leave. “And I’m Evan by the way” he called out,But I didn’t feel like I was walking away from a stranger anymore.

I could only hope my great-uncle hadn't threatened anyone to buy my works, but I would have to ask him later… A few hours passed, and finally, only my friends and family remained inside. Hunter smiled at me, took my hand, and led me to the podium. He gave me a soft kiss before taking the microphone, drawing everyone's attention. “Some of you probably know that I met this beautiful woman standing next to me when she decided to kiss a stranger in a club,” he started, then a smug smile appeared. “Of course, the club was mine, and I was the stranger she kissed. I tricked her so she agreed to become my wife. I thought I was the cunning one, but I fell into my own trap. I didn't know when I fell i

“This is what happens if you leave the choice to him.” Lena shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “Kaden would never” “He would,” the stranger interrupted. “Out of love for you. Out of desperation to protect what matters to him. But love without understanding can lead to ruin.” She turned to him, her voice breaking. “Why are you showing me this? What am I supposed to do?” The stranger’s gaze softened. “I’m showing you the stakes. The choice isn’t just about you, it’s about all of them. Every bond you’ve formed, every life you’ve touched. They’ll all feel the ripples of what you decide.”

I locked the screen and threw it where I kept it before. Tristan is my ex-boyfriend. We broke up few months ago or should I say I discarded him out of my mind. I thought we were a thing. He made me believe I was the only one in his life. He showed me all the love and care a boyfriend gives to his girlfriend. But then, it was all fake. All an act. He disappear all of a sudden. No calls or text. If I call him, I'll be directed to voice mail and my messages will be left unread. Until after few days when I saw his picture all over I*******m. I felt stupid and at the same time angry. I was being used by him.

Mia is a strong person, and sometimes she has breakdowns but gets right back up. Her, as a queen, can change this kingdom. Maybe erased the past with her tactics. I thought about my sister needing someone who could be there for her and can show her the beauty of love and loyalty. That is something Matthew doesn't have. Of course, he loves her, but can he keep that love flowing? We decided to go for a walk in the garden. “The rare blue roses from the city of Everglade, Mia’s favorite of all time,” I said as I picked up one.

But I couldn't help myself for being upset that I was slowly falling for a criminal, one who's uncle murdered my parents right in front of me. I wasn't sure if I loved him because I have never experienced the feeling before, well not with people who I consider family and I wasn't sure if I wanted to know if I did. It was too early to think that anyway. "He's a bad guy Marlie, he'll just end up hurting me and I don't think I have it in me to go through heartache again, not when I was still to this day hurting about my parents death. That's something I can never heal from, so how am I supposed to let myself go and love someone who in the end will just hurt me?" I asked looking down at the flo

He asked pleadingly. I tried to talk, but my tongue refused to cooperate, so I just nodded my head. "Thank you, Yesha; I promise to love you for the rest of my life," he added. "And I love you so much, Xavier Fajardo," I eventually whispered, closing my eyes as I watched his face advancing, and when I felt his lips, I felt like I'd just won the lottery because the man I loved, loves me back. From this day forward, a better future awaits Xavier and me, the stranger who stole my virginity.

I think I just need to wait for someone to rescue me before I go down. Seeing the teared shirt that's no doubt from my mate, my heart just broke. I don't want to admit it, but I hate the idea of him leaving me. We barely even know each other—we barely even do what mates supposed to do. I still want to love him. I still want to discover what love is all about, through him. I don't know what is love, but I knew I already like his company. I cared for him—a stranger like him.

She was slightly confused when he suddenly froze in place and locked his eyes on her. Could it be that her smile was that creepy? She winced at the thought before hearing him chortle out of the blue. "Because we're strangers," he said, making her head tilt to the side. "We're strangers with no connection; no relation; no history-we have nothing and got nothing to do with each other," he gave her a quick smile before gazing back at the sunset. "There are things we can't tell the people we care for because we don't want them to worry. We don't want to be a burden. And that's the reason why opening up to a stranger is sometimes easier-you can just spit out everything you wanted to say without f

In other words, I knew nothing about his person, his intelligence and kind-heartedness were enough to earn him my friendship, nothing more, right? How should I explain developing romantic feelings for a stranger who I'd never seen, nor touched? A person whose name I didn't even know. I sighed, my life was a mess. Well, till my phone buzzed and I felt my worry float right out of me. UndA: Hey, stranger. It's me again. Violetsaregrey: It's been a while, how are you? UndA: A while? It's been 12 hours, did I grow onyou? *Smiley emoji*