Perfect Stranger Novels & Stories

She took a deep breath coming to a determination. Her feet automatically took forward steps without waiting for the command of her brain by receiving the advice of her heart. She doesn't know what Ira's character is, or what's the reason behind her attitude and rudeness. But her one act of kindness is completely different from the words which she is projecting. Whatever it is, she is quite mysterious but she is her stranger. Her Mysterious Stranger. AT THE GRAND SEVEN STAR HOTEL :

. This definitely doesn't look good.I wipe my sweaty palms on a napkin, get up and walks over to where they stand. When I get there Rea turns and gives me a grin. "Oh you're here, I guess you've finally decided to give him the number yourself". I freeze, I was definitely not expecting this. She hands me the piece of paper. "Okay, I'll be at our table waiting for you alright". She gives me a hug and whispers. "Best of luck". I couldn't even get a word out and she leaves. I actually wish for the ground to open up and do it's 'thing'. "Hi". A soft masculine voice calls out to me. I look at him. Damnit, how is it possible that he's hotter than before. I drink in his masculine features for the

Tomi started to argue but I cut her short. “I am not asking you to tell me what she is and isn’t, I am asking you to respect her.” I reaffirmed my earlier statement and stared at Tomi to show her that I was not going to back down. “Why?” Tomi asked me as I stared at her. ”Why her? What’s so special about that girl?” She is the only one that makes me forget sometimes about you. Well, I really couldn’t tell her that so I went for the next best thing. “Stella is special, she makes my mind go blank and makes me want to be the perfect person alive for her.”

she said sniffing and the man was still holding tight to her. " No, is getting hotter here, I am burning inside, help me ". his voice became demanding before Maya could say another word his lips were on hers, and Maya wide-eyed in surprise and struggled to push him off but he was holding on tight as he kept kissing her deeply and roughly, she could taste the alcohol in his mouth and he started caressing her body after she got tired of struggling with him. She suddenly got lost in his tender touch, she had never felt like this for anyone before, her body was giving in to the strange man, she slid her fingers through his hair and let out a moan as the man carried her to the bed. His lips began

I shrug, lower the mirror to look at her, "you can't give me that kind of joke. I appreciate that you consider me your friend, but you can't ask me to..." "You're asking me to marry a stranger, a man I don't know, you're crazy," I try to take a deep breath, but this girl doesn't make it easy for me... "I don't want to get married, I can't sell my dignity, I know I need the money, but not like this, no..."

Elara’s fists trembled violently and the words from the stranger echoed in her mind silently. Pierced through her heart. She tightened the marriage certificate until the paper crumpled in her hands. …. She felt a sharp pain in her chest. Bryan….. She said softly, she whispered with a shaking voice. What kind of a heartless man is he? Suddenly her phone beeped. She slowly looked through her phone screen in fear. “Unknown number”... Elara you are very far from the truth…

Almost instinctively, I pulled out my phone and checked my browsing history for the video from last night. In it, the side profiles of the two elderly people were identical to the faces of my in-laws standing before me now. If the clip hadn't flashed by so quickly, I would have recognized them right away. And in other videos—those fleeting, fragmented moments—my wife, Cynthia Muller, appeared again and again, holding a child in her arms. The little boy called her "Mom" with intimate affection. Under a sky lit by fireworks, the man held her close and kissed her.

A glint of satisfaction flashed in Preston’s eyes when he saw that his nominal wife was heartbroken and said, “I am going back to work. Take a cab to your place. I will fetch you when I have time. Please don’t call me or send me annoying text messages.” With the marriage certificate finally in his possession, Preston rushed home to show his grandfather that the task had been completed. He left his wife standing in the parking lot of the Home Affairs, heartbroken. Brooklyn hadn’t even realized that she was crying until the most handsome stranger offered her a tissue. She looked at him with bloodshot eyes and said, “Thank you, Sir.” The handsome stranger smiled and replied, “You are welcome, M

Lena hesitated for only a moment before unlocking the door and turning the handle. A man stood on the porch. Tall, dark clothing - a Stranger. A chill ran down her spine. "Mrs. Calloway?" His voice was low, smooth, calculated. Lena forced herself to nod. "Yes?" The man smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Sorry about the hour. But I think you've been trying to reach someone." She became uneasy. Behind her, she heard the faint creak of the floorboards. It was Ethan. He was waiting there.

Isla’s eyes widened in shock. "How do you know that?" she asked, startled. "Because you’ve been saying the exact same thing for months, girl!" Sophie’s voice rose with exasperation. "Let’s break it down: you don’t even know what this Mr. Stranger looks like, you didn’t get his name because he bailed before you woke up, and, oh yeah—you were heartbroken and drunk. You had one night of amazing sex—amazing, I’ll admit, from the way you describe it—but that’s all it was. A one-time thing."