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She parked in front of her house and got out, grabbing her hot chocolate that had turned cold and tossed it into the trash. She walked into the house and her mother was in the kitchen, talking to someone, a guy. She was smiling as she moved around the kitchen. The guy sat on one of the kitchen stools, his elbows propped on the kitchen counter as he communicated with Alicia’s mum and Alicia could tell he was smiling from the angle she stared at him from. She quietly approached them and her mum was the first to notice her. “Oh, you’re finally back,” The woman said and stepped in front of her. Alicia tried to look past her shoulder at the stranger. “Come come, meet your cousin, Jason.” Alicia l

"You want to come again?" The stranger hesitated a bit, then shyly nodded. Ryder was bewildered, even a bit scared, but she couldn't sense any danger or ill intent coming from the young man. "Why?" A sigh flurried past his pink lips and the stranger bit the tip of his thumb again. "I like talking to you." "I..." "We have never talked to each other before... it's... it's nice." "I still don't know your name though. It feels a bit weird for me."

The stranger stepped forward a few paces and stared at me, he took me in from my boots to my ripped up jeans to my plaid flannel shirt–which was now ruined before settling on my eyes. His stare was intense but with the closeness, I could see more of his features. The stranger had black hair and a strong jaw, his eyes were an icy blue, and the only marks that adorned his porcupine skin were splatters of light freckles. The stranger looked almost perfect, he looked like a painting only made with the finest paint and brushes. “You’re an interesting creature aren’t you? You have a fairy-like beauty about you, but you’re definitely not magical.” The stranger’s voice boomed, he had not answered my

I could feel the strangers lips on my neck as his hands went to my boobs and squeezed it and that was when i got back to my senses but too late the stranger was gone. * * * ©Pop Precious

"Why would I go with you? It's your fault." "It's your fault. You don't want to leave my mind. Aren't you tired yet? You've been running around in my head for months, Lily." "And you still really know me, right? Well sir, I still want to talk to you. But I am a very obedient child to my parents. They said, don't talk to strangers. So, bye I hope you won' Don't bug us here anymore. Thank you, good bye and have a nice day." * * *

"If you don't want her blood and don't want anybody to harm her then bring her here. She will be safe here, Trust me." "You are right, I have to protect her. Tomorrow, I will bring her here," "You won't talk to her about this?" "Are you crazy, Rima? She will laugh at my face. I will bring her here and then later will explain everything," "You are going to kidnap her?" "No, I mean, I will ask her to come with me and then explain everything," "You think she will agree to come with a stranger to his house?" Rima was right. She wouldn't agree. For her, I was a stranger. I thought for some time.

NALANI The strange man stepped closer to me. I knew I had nowhere to go, and the only thing I could do now was tilt my head to the side, and close my eyes tightly. I hold my breathe while feeling his approach, and I gradually felt his hot breath hitting my nose.

Hbu? Stranger: from England. Me: wow. So u like Gage Stockholm? Stranger: not much. Why? Lol Me: but you typed it in your interests Stranger: damn. I just noticed that. Lol. I think my friends placed that there. isn't it late in NYC rn? Me: oh. it is. 4AM. Stranger: not going to bed, aren't we? Me: in a bit. what brings u in Omegle?

He could hear hands working desperately at the lock and that made him brim with anticipation. Finally, he thought, till the door opened for him to see a tall macho man with overgrown beards and tattoos scattered all over his body. The shock from seeing the stranger made him almost unable to speak. He had heavy rock music pounding in his apartment. “Can I help you mate?” his deep voice could make anybody’s knees buckle with frightful intimidation. “Sorry…I came to the wrong door,” Kylian broke out in an uncoordinated stutter, “I was looking for some girl named Maya, she lives on this floor…I don’t know if you might know her, somehow.”

asked Luna confused when she saw her two best friends acting strangely. As Luna looked towards the door, she froze in a cold sweat. Luna immediately fell on the sofa seeing Sam's presence. "I still can't understand why you can trust a photo that you got from a stranger so easily," Sam muttered with tears in his eyes. Luna didn't answer, she was too confused about how to react. Anger, pain, and disappointment returned to creep into her heart. "You didn't even bother asking me if the photo was real or not. If you loved me, instead of running away, you should have come to see me make sure!" Sam said again softly.