Mouth Breathers Stranger Things Novels & Stories

A deep voice said. I threw my eyes open and my jaws dropped. He was tall, broad across the shoulders, and wore a silver necklace that looked like it meant something. His eyes were this crazy shade of gold, like they weren't even real. There was this smell about him, earth, smoke, and something sharp underneath, I couldn't place it and it just wrapped around me before I could even think. I stood there like an idiot, completely lost for words The handsome stranger wiped blood off his blade, his gaze settling on my face. “You can't talk?”

The closer she got, the more the air thickened with that strange familiarity. Not Moon. Not Stone. Something… buried. Something like the echo she sometimes caught when she looked in the mirror and did not recognize the woman staring back, only to realize she was seeing her mother’s ghost in her own features. The stranger crashed to his knees at the base of the ridge. His breath came in ragged, tearing gasps. He lifted his head. Their eyes met. For a瞬, the world narrowed. He was young. Not a pup. Not fully into the thick-necked solidity of age.

And it was fitting for Luna to fulfill her father's last wish. It is just... "You are willing to marry that stranger man?" she asked. Luna didn't answer and just took a deep breath. The girl tightly closed her eyes, and let the cold wind hit her pale face. "Hey, you two silly girls! Can you guys just go home? It's time for the ghosts to come out, if you stay here, they will be very annoyed!" Luna and Jane turned their heads in unison towards the voice that suddenly sounded so loud from behind them.

The boys quickly formed a defense stance behind each other giving me the chance to look at the source of such a strong voice. The tattooed stranger! “And who are you to tell us that?” The leading guy asked, his voice hard unlike that of a teenager he is. “Someone who can break your bones and dumb them in a police cell if you don’t leave this minute” he threatened It’s highly unhealthy how his strong command makes my painties wet in the face of danger. I must be going crazy.. The boys ran away in a matter of seconds leaving just the two of us in the area. “Uhhhm…. Thanks” I managed to say

I gagged, my eyes watering, but he didn't slow down, hitting the back of my throat over and over. "Yeah, take it all, you filthy little masquerade whore," he grunted, his breath coming in jagged, animalistic bursts. "You love having a stranger's cock in your throat while your 'friends' are just outside that door, don't you?" I could only hum my reply around his cock. “Your mouth is so fucking full, maybe I’ll fill it with my cum too.”

My hand hovered over the handle. "Camile?” I tried again, louder this time. Still nothing. My breath hitched. Slowly, I turned the handle. The metal was cold under my fingers. I started to open the door, but before I could, a hand shot out of nowhere, clamping a cloth over my mouth and nose. The scent hit me instantly. Chemical. I try not to inhale it but soon I was out of breath, I gasped, trying to pull back, but the arm around me was strong. My hands clawed at the stranger’s wrist. My vision was getting blurred.

Then, there’s a snapping sound, and Alex’s head shifts. At the same time, the stranger tries to let out a yowl. Alex’s bite changes places, teeth clamping onto his neck. But a strike of fear shoots through me, strong enough to give strength to my voice. “Alexsss!!” He jolts, stopping. Then, his ears, elongated at the sides of his head, twitch. He suddenly lets go, jumping back just in time for him to miss the stranger swing at him with something in his hand. I don’t quite see what it is, but it looks like a syringe.

We all know demons are liars. Mouth was waiting for us when we pulled in. He looked irritated. “All right, let’s go.” He stalked up the porch stairs. “Hey,” I called out, “you’re not going to be able to—” Mouth glided through the front door. I froze. I couldn’t make myself breathe right. “What’s wrong?” Reed Taylor asked me. He cursed. “I can’t see anything!”

Curiosity punched into her system, and she called, “Who are you? Do you live nearby? And what are you doing here at this hour?” “He’s coming for you… too,” the stranger said without turning to face Heather. “Who?” “He’s coming for you too… he’s coming for you too… he’s coming for you too. And this time, he’ll not leave. He’ll eat, he’ll roast, and you’ll cry and die,” the stranger chuckled, a maddening noise that reverberated. Heather covered her ears, afraid if she listened anymore, she’ll consider herself a demented cow.

"Nothing" " Take off the blanket, I want to see your pretty face". he said and Maya refused."Come on". he took off the blanket from her face and saw her blushing with shyness."You are funny, you know that". He kissed her lightly on the lips and Maya covered her mouth quickly."What are you doing?". "My mouth smells". she said shyly and Jayden scoffed. " I don't care" He took off her hand and kissed her again and they smiled at each other."Come on I made you breakfast". He brought the breakfast closer to her as she sat upright.