My Stranger 소설 & 이야기

I force myself forward anyway, one hand trailing the wall, the washroom door only a few feet away now, close enough that I can almost believe I'll make it, that I'll get inside and lock the door and be safe until whatever this is passes. Then I feel them, before I see them. A presence at my back, too close, too sudden. I turn, my movements slow and clumsy now, my vision struggling to focus on the face in front of me. A stranger. Broad shoulders, a grin that doesn't reach his eyes, something wrong and hungry behind them that sends ice straight down my spine despite the heat still crawling under my skin. "I found you, baby," he says. The words land somewhere far away, distorted, wrong.

Amaraielle Grace Stewart is a 24-year-old graduating Tourism Management student who has spent her entire life trying to be the granddaughter her strict grandmother expects her to be. She has a future to build, a reputation to protect, and a life that is supposed to follow all the rules. Until one night at a bar, when one impulsive encounter changes everything. While looking for a quiet moment in the women's restroom, Amara accidentally encounters a dangerously attractive stranger kissing another woman. She decides to mind her own business until moments later, she finds herself alone with him. One look becomes an unexpected kiss. One kiss becomes a moment neither of them can take back. A

Eira approached. “Firstborn.” He stared at her. “Aspect?” “Winter.” His gaze shifted to Ardan. “Authority.” Then Kate. “Future Winter.” Then me. His expression became confused. “You are strange.” I narrowed my eyes. “I’m going to assume you’re injured and let that go.” Kate touched my arm. The stranger looked at Astraea again. Then whispered one word. “Convergence.” “No,” Astraea said. Everyone froze. The stranger blinked. “No?” “My name Astraea.”

If I did well, I'd reward myself with a trip to Evermont. I did exceptionally well, which meant I'd reached my goal. … However, when I got to the airport, I saw two familiar faces—Amelia and Caleb. Amelia looked awkward, staring at me as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. In the end, Caleb spoke first. "Colin, don't get the wrong idea. My parents gave me some money to travel, and I didn't want to go alone, so I brought Amelia with me. Besides, she's my servant now."

"Ano pa ba ang magagawa natin? eh sa huli na tayo. Halika ka na nga. Sa taas na lang tayo para makita natin." Hindi na lang ako sumagot at naka-ngusong sumunod sa kaniya. Habang nag-lalakad kami paakyat. Napatigil ako sa pag-lalakad ng marinig ko ang boses ng kunsino man. Pero familiar ang boses niya parang narinig ko na siya. "I want to tell you that I love you," that songs' feels so familiar. I immediately grab my phone inside of my pocket and searched 'stranger' the song title. And I was right. I didn't know noticed. It's their song.

What the hell was this uncle telling him to dance with strangers. "But uncle I'm waiting for Daddy .." Aiora's words were interrupted because Ellthan held out his hand. "Dance with me miss?" Ellthan stretched out his hand to look deeply at Aiora. Aiora swallowed his saliva. Damn why Ellthan is so handsome. As if bewitched by Aiora, she welcomes Ellthan's big hand.

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.

He continues and I listen attentively, eagerly wanting to know where he’s taking this. “Stop smiling like that, you’re going to make me mess this up.” He says and we both laugh. “Okay, go on Romeo.” I say to him. “You have tried to get to know me over and over, and with each time, something new pops up that makes you feel like I’m a total stranger. I know that’s messed up, Rose. I’m sorry.” He says and touches my hand. His warmth ignites electricity in me. “But I am asking you, no, I’m begging you. For you to allow me to be the Stranger in your heart.” He says and I giggle.

Not because you are so sure a dreambender was calling you, it was true. Get over him! He was not worth it! She stepped back. This is nonsense. She won't waste her time anymore thinking about that man. "I'm sorry. It was a mistake." "Who are you? Have we met before?" She laughed. "If this is your way of asking for my name, I am sorry. I do not talk to strangers." But you’re talking to a man, a complete stranger in your dream? Beside you is a vampire who is only one minute away from jumping at the man. What’s the difference, Terah?

" He ordered politely with an aura of authority. She stood, trembling on both legs as she stared at his deep brown eyes assessing her with a firm face. "Striscia! (*Strip!!)" She kicked off her sneakers and started working on the buttons on her tartan checked patterned shirt. She gives him her back as she unsnaps her bra. "Now I want to see. Turn back around. Show me!" She turned around nervously with her eyes closed as she began to remove her bra slowly, feeling her tits spring out. She removed her belt and moved down her denim jeans, freeing her pretty legs completely from it as it dropped on the floor.