Nine Perfect Strangers Book Review Novels & Stories

** Ellthan exhaled slowly, staring flatly at a man who was roaring in pain beneath his feet. Lucas grimaced in horror behind Ellthan staring at the man lying there covered in blood, who was roaring in pain. "Disgusting Ell." Lucas felt sick at the sight of the man glaring in pain. The man is one of Ellthan's men who are in charge of guarding the narcotics warehouse and he has leaked the secret to the crime-fighting organization because it makes Ellthan angry. He was careless because he took care of the men who were not loyal to him. "Take him." Ellthan ordered his other men.

"I slept with a stranger last night." She recounted the things she remembered with a trembling voice. Her tone was filled with regret, and even when she wanted to blame it all on the alcohol, she knew better. In the end, the blame was on her. It was all due to her wrong decisions that stemmed from her following her emotions.

“I should really take advantage, with this being our last time and all.” I hated how he said that. It was sarcastic and just so Patrick. I wasn’t sure why he was suddenly so interested in fucking me, and I didn’t want to start pondering the possibilities because I was afraid none of them could be good. Who was this stranger hovering over me with a grin too beautiful to be fair and a cock too perfect to match?

On their wedding day, right as Elena Emerton and Kyle Fenton were about to exchange rings, a woman rushed Kyle with a knife. Elena moved on instinct, throwing herself in front of Kyle. The blade sank into her chest, and she crumpled into Kyle's arms. As the woman was dragged away, she screamed, "Kyle Fenton, we're not done! How dare you get married?" That was when Elena recognized her. Allison Smyth. Kyle's sworn enemy for the past six years. Before anyone could react, Allison broke free and held the knife to her throat. "Kyle, I'm tired. Let's end this." Kyle's eyes went wide. He dropped Elena and rushed to Allison, catching the blade with his bare hand. Elena hit the floor hard.

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

When I was little, Mom told me I'd damaged Gemma, my sister's hearing, so she and Dad gave Gemma ninety-nine "favor coupons"——every time she cashed one in, I had to give in. On my birthday, Gemma wanted mango cake. She used one of her coupons, and Mom replaced my birthday cake with mango cake, even though I was allergic to it. When Gemma got caught smoking at school, she used another coupon, and Mom made me take the blame for her. The whole school thought I was a troublemaker. For an entire year, no one would so much as talk to me. ... Between the ages of eight and eighteen, Gemma used ninety-six coupons. And ninety-six times, I was the one pushed aside. I thought that once she used th