Perfect Strangers Novels & Stories

Nobody relaxed either. The stranger stopped beside Lucas. The two men stared at each other. No greeting. No warmth. Just history. A lot of history. Finally the newcomer spoke. "You disappeared." Lucas shrugged. "I needed time." "You've had over twenty years." Lucas smiled faintly. "I needed more." The stranger looked unimpressed. Then turned toward Grayson. Everything changed. Savannah felt it immediately. Recognition. Shock. Wonder. Like seeing a ghost. The stranger whispered something in a language nobody understood.

But I know he is going to leave. But I don't want him to. Is it bad? It's good to have someone around and only want him around. What the fuck does it even mean? 'Strangers Killing my lonely nights with strangers And when they leave, I go back to our song, I hold on I, I, oh I Hurts like heaven, lost in the sound Buzz-cut season like you're still around Can't unmiss you and I need you now Yeah, I, I, oh I, yeah'

a few minutes later, Maya was walking to the VIP room, when she saw a few bodyguards surrounding the hallway, she stood for a while and walked towards the door, she knocked, and entered. "Good--". she pauses to see three guys in the room, one was standing near the window with his back against them and she was suddenly enchanted by their cuteness " Good Morning".Ryan greeted smiling at her and she quickly regained herself. "Um, am sorry, please what can I get you?". she said and they were staring at her firmly which made her uncomfortable. " You look beautiful".Theo said. "May I know your name?". he asked. " Am sorry sir, is against this club's rules to give out names to strangers". she repli

It stopped ringing as I made to pick the call. “15 missed calls?” “Holy Molly!” I looked at my side, only to see the sleeping figure of a man, half-covered by the sheets, his back to me. He had a beautiful tattoo on the upper part of his left arm. I couldn't see his face. I tried to recollect what transpired between us, and the memories of last night came rushing back. The club, my friends, the drinks, the bar, the kiss, the hotel. Then the…. “Oh, shit!” I freaked out as I realized what I had done. I slept with a stranger, thinking it was Fred?

Bringing together sweat in beautifully arranged movements, full of pleasure, trying to please each other until finally reaching a peak that seemed to throw them deep into the ultimate dimension of pleasure, enveloping both of them, strengthening the love that was in both of them until their sleep was filled with beautiful dreams. ***Crack! Ice woke up to the sound that pierced her eardrums. Of course it startled her. Wasn't it just the two of them in this villa? She wanted to get up but her innocent body was still in her husband's arms. Of course she had to get out of there, and that made Jacob squirm. "What's wrong?" Jacob asked with his eyes still closed. "There's a sound. Do you hear it?"

Time flies and it’s already noon so I went to the place where she is. The place and set was so amazing and had a vibes of intimacy on it. I went inside and there were so many people watching their shoots. A large banner caught my attention ‘Love No Boundaries’. My eyes slowly turned to the artist on the set. It was my girlfriend and her partner doing some intimate poses together as per the director’s order. “They look good together,” the ladies in front of me said while giggling.

I responded, pulling Dustin away from this rude Chinito-looking guy, and I could see the disappointment in his eyes as he looked at both of us. "Goodbye, Rui! I'll text you later!" Dustin said this while waving to Rui. "Dustin, you've only been here since this morning, and yet you can't stop yourself from flirting with a stranger. I mean, it's different here than it is in the United States," I felt like I was already acting as a big sister as I said that. "Uhmm, I'm actually from the United Kingdom, not the United States, and besides, I've been a good boy since I only received two numbers from those lovely girls I met earlier, plus another one from Rui," he bragged.

A matte-black bespoke suit set off his cold, upright frame, strands of silver-gray hair falling over his brow, his features aloof and severe, the whole of him wrapped in the distance and indifference of a man at the very top. His deep-set eyes settled heavily on me, filled with impatience, something tangled I couldn't name, and a flicker of hesitation that was gone in an instant. "Layla." His voice was low and cold, weighted with the pressure of a man looking down from above. "Where have you been these three years?" I froze for a beat, then couldn't help the sneer. "What's this? Is Don Perrone hoping to catch up on old times?" Eli drew a deep breath, looking utterly helpless.

The Stranger For one terrifying second— nobody moved. God. Not Adrian. Fair. Not Elena. Reasonable. Not Lily. God. Because Peanut was standing beside a stranger. Fair. A complete stranger. Reasonable honestly. And she looked happy. God. Perfectly happy. Fair. Which somehow made everything worse. Reasonable. Then Adrian crossed the distance. God. Immediately. Fair. Not running. Reasonable. Not walking. God. Something in between. Fair. The speed of a father who had spent the last fifteen minutes imagining every nightmare possible.

were undoubtedly of her. It made no sense. Ruby's head was starting to hurt. The person's excuse was the same as before. "I can't explain this over text, but I'm begging you. You have to believe me. I would never hurt you. You are important to me." The person sounded like they were on the verge of a complete breakdown, and it was making Ruby feel oddly guilty. They sounded so exhausted and jittery, as if they were living through a tough time themselves. And the words, "You're important to me," they stirred something up within Ruby. But she saw an opening and decided to push harder. "Listen, Owen and I are scheduled to go to the city clerk's office tomorrow to file for divorce. So, if you wa