Making Out With Strangers Novels & Stories

Campus food deliveries vanished so often that no one even commented anymore. Then it happened to me again and again. I never identified the thief, but by New Year's Eve I was finished with being an easy mark. I set out a bowl of soup as bait and soaked it with water wrung from an old bathroom mop. I meant to make whoever stole it regret touching my food. A week later, the police did not come for the thief. They came for me. The counselor slid a penalty notice across his desk—600 dollars for food costs and medical fees, due next week. The person who ate my food had been hospitalized for "poisoning." The school was already discussing a major demerit, the cancellation of my first-class scholarship, and the loss of my needs-based stipend. That stipend was the money keeping my sick mother alive. They planned to pin everything on me, shield the real culprit, and bury me under paperwork. Unfortunately for them, they chose the wrong target. I was the law department's resident argument addict, and I intended to turn their dirty little mediation into a public collapse.

I had been Joey Jensen's mate for six years when I was kidnapped by rogues while trying to protect him. After finally making my way back to the pack, I discovered he already had another she-wolf, Courtney Ogley, by his side. Worse, he even made my son, whom I had almost died giving birth to, call her "Mom". Heartbroken, I went to the Werewolf Council and demanded an explanation from Joey. Under pressure from the entire pack, Joey reluctantly exiled Courtney. But from that moment on, he blamed me for everything. He said it was my fault he lost his beloved, and that I had robbed our son of his mother. Even my own mother resented me, saying I had torn the family apart. Surrounded by coldness and endless accusations, I slowly slipped into despair. Later, when the pack declined and was overrun, I was captured and sentenced to be beheaded. Just as I prepared to face death calmly, Joey stepped forward and fought the wolves alone. I carried him on my back and escaped, but his injuries were too severe. He was already dying. With his last breath, he said, "Consider my life a repayment to you. If there's another life, please don't stand in the way of my happiness with Courtney." I agreed through tears. But in the end, I was beheaded anyway. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day I returned to the pack.

When Keenan's and nivea's world's meet what will they do? will they end up as mates? or will her independence drive him away?

Larissa has always lived in the shadow of her stunning, graceful, and brilliant sister, Brittany. The one destined to become the future Luna of the Starlight Pack. But everything changed the day Brittany tragically died. The entire pack, including their once-loving family and the Alpha, turned their backs on Larissa, blaming her for the tragedy she never meant to cause. Even the Moon Goddess seemed to curse her, choosing her to take Brittany’s place as the Alpha’s mate. Larissa thought her fate might finally change, but she was wrong. The Alpha agreed to marry her not out of love, but to make her life a living hell. Larissa was treated more like a prisoner than his wife—unmarked and unloved. Still, she clung to hope. She swallowed her pride, devoted herself to him, and tried to become the Luna her pack expected. But that fragile hope was shattered when the Alpha returned from a trip with the woman he truly loved, his chosen Luna. To Larissa’s horror, it was Brittany. Alive. Staggered by betrayal and humiliation, Larissa gathered the last of her strength and revealed the truth: she was carrying the Alpha’s child. His response was merciless. He cast her out of the pack, declared her a rogue, and left her to fend for herself in a cruel and dangerous world. Just when death seemed her only escape, a mysterious man appeared.

For ten years, I've served as the lover supporting Catherine Sanders from the shadows. With my help, she's able to save her company from the brink of bankruptcy and eventually gets it listed. On the day before we're about to ring the bell, just as I'm about to propose to Catherine, she introduces her childhood sweetheart, Benedict Shaw. Apparently, he is to take over my position in her life. She thanks me for my contributions throughout the decade, but her company is about to embark on a new journey. That means I'm no longer suitable to stay by her side. As I watch the woman I spent the last ten years loving and sacrificing everything for using a bank card to dismiss me, I feel as though my heart has plunged into the icy abyss. "I spent ten years devoting everything I have to you. In the end, it's nothing but a huge mistake." But Catherine remains blind to the truth. Once I quit my job, her company will cease to exist, just like my love for her.

Other than his nightmarish dreams, Melo's life is nothing but perfect. However, what if this surreal life that he is living isn't even reality but fragments of a reality he wished he would have lived in.

Every girl dreams of finding her mate. The moment they turn eighteen, it becomes the hope they hold onto and the promise of love. But not for Iris. At 20, Iris has already lost her home, her pack, and the innocence that came with believing in fairy tales. After a brutal rogue attack leaves her people leaderless, she’s forced to move to Clawstone Pack, a pack ruled by Alpha Zane Theron. And that’s when she feels the unmistakable pull of the mate bond. But he doesn’t. Zane doesn’t feel anything. No bond, no spark, no recognition. He’s unable to sense his fated mate… and believes Iris is just another girl trying to lie her way into his life, like so many before her.

"I despise everything about him," Ayisha Duffel always says whenever her path crosses with Kian, the Academy's heir and campus crush. They don't get along, just like cats and dogs. Their relationship is perfect when they are on campus, but when they are outside the campus, they despise each other to the moon and back. How did it all start? Why has it gotten to the point where the relationship has already been contracted? Will they be real in real life? Will they truly love one another? But what if you know that the person you're learning to love's life is in danger? Can you give up your life for him/her? Come on in and let's figure everything out together.

“Olivia.” His voice was husky with want. “I’m going to make you feel so good, baby.” She took his one hand in both of hers and pulled the index finger into her mouth, gently sucking on it, then releasing it. Her eyes were bright with lust, and his cock hardened as her tongue flicked the end of his finger, teasing him. “I believe you,” she whispered. She moved his hand over her breasts now, down her flat stomach. His fingers found her hot, wet centre and they both groaned. “Touch me, Dallas.” Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she shifted her hips to give him greater access. “Please…” **** Olivia Jameson has it all: beauty, fame, money, adoration. But one fan wants more than her image. When his messages turn obscene, then terrifying, and he crosses the ultimate line by appearing inside her home, Olivia realizes her perfect life is a carefully lit illusion. She needs protection. Now. **** Dallas Foreman is a former sniper turned bodyguard: big, lethal, disciplined. He’s wanted Olivia for years, but wanting her and protecting her are two very different things. His job is simple: keep her alive, keep his hands off her, and stop the man hunting her. Desire can wait. **** Until Dallas uncovers a truth far more dangerous than a stranger in the shadows: the stalker may be someone Olivia trusts. As the walls close in and violence strikes close to home, Dallas must choose how far he’s willing to go to save the woman he loves. And if Olivia survives, will fear leave room for trust – or for him?

Joining Excel was a successful career. Allen was also of the same mind. He thought joining it was the gateway to a stable career. He finally found his chance when the institute was on a hiring spree for its Project EVO. The World hoped for another breakthrough smilingly, not knowing they had become too good, without sufficient preparation. Yes, they had done so without knowledge.