Perfect Strangers Novels & Stories

Suddenly Allen's cell phone rang indicating there was an incoming message and it turned out to be from Zeyn. My Perfect Husband : Honey, you're ready, huh. Later, we will check your content and take a walk so you don't get bored at home. Allen smiled reading the message, even at work, Zeyn was still thinking about Allen. Zeyn is the perfect husband. Without waiting, Allen immediately replied to the message saying that he would get ready. And without lingering, Allen immediately went to the bathroom, he didn't want Zeyn to wait for him a long time later, especially since Zeyn was tired of working.

After two years of barely speaking to my husband, Nathan Holt, the last place I expect to see him is my cousin's dorm. It's freshman move-in day, and he's helping Camille Collett make her bed. Camille is my cousin's roommate. Her eyes crinkle at the corners whenever she smiles. She catches me looking at Nathan and immediately loops her arm through his. "Hi. This is my boyfriend. He was worried about me moving in by myself, so he took the day off to come with me." I think of the text Nathan sent me yesterday. "Business trip. Won't be home this week either." I smile and say nothing. Nathan turns around, and shock flashes across his face the moment he sees me. But he recovers almost ins

"Mr. Blackwood! Mrs. Blackwood! How does it feel to finally have justice?" "Did you ever think you'd see this day?" "Catherine, what's your message to the women out there who are trapped in abusive relationships?" Dorian put his arm around my waist, pulling me close. He leaned into the microphone, his ice-blue eyes scanning the crowd. "My message is simple," he said, his voice clear and commanding. "If you're trapped, find your crowbar. Break the window. And don't look back." The crowd erupted. That evening, we boarded a private jet at a small airfield in New Jersey. The destination was a secret. The only people who knew were Lucas, Eleanor, and the pilot.

" 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.

“Okay, I’m sorry if I sound like I don’t believe you, but I saw with my own two eyes how close and happy they are together. They even had a small ‘scene’ inside the elevator, and the witnesses couldn’t shut up about it to their friends. They were so loud that eavesdropping on them was a breeze. Please, bro, just think about what I said, OK?” “Noted, Bren. I’ll take your suggestion under consideration,” the mysterious stranger huffed as he ended the phone call. It was his way of saying that he’ll completely ignore what he just heard. * * * Meanwhile, the couple mentioned by these two mysterious strangers were currently and happily spending their last few hours under the covers of the Beta’s b

"You don't need to force yourself to tell me anything." "I made a really big mistake last night." Slowly, with her friend's empathy, she mustered the courage to confess what she did. It was indeed a mistake, but she could not deny the fact that it was her decision that caused it to happen. If she had not been impulsive last night, she would not have been in such a dilemma. "We all make mistakes, Vi. No matter what happens, I'll be here for you." Via hugged Cassie tighter, afraid that her friend would change once she heard what happened. "I slept with a stranger last night."

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

she whispered "I have a feeling that he's mysterious" it suddenly entered my mind to stalk him even on social media. I simply looked down and looked at his i.d.'Joses Jacobo Sagun' "Eh? what is that to you if he's mysterious? You don't have to do anything" said my twin but it seemed like it just went through one ear and came out the other Joses looked at me. I also looked at him deep inside I was happy because I saw the whole of his face. even if he doesn't smile at me

When he was informed that it was possible, he breathed in relief. Now he just to find a perfect, decent girl. While he thought about how he could find a woman like that, he turned his eyes to the car window. It’s already dark outside, and there aren’t that many people to be seen there, and the cars are few and far between. He looked around at the remote party near the bridge and seemed he saw something strange. He called the driver and ordered him to slow down. It’s strange why does he sees like there was a small voice urging him to go near that figurine. “ Mico stop for a while” he ordered.

I need some time. Inaya: I'll think about it. Unknown: I'm happy. At least you're talking to me. Thank you. I don't know why but I'm feeling like he is a genuine person. Inaya: At least you can tell me your name to me. I have to save your number. Unknown: You can call me Mr Stranger. I knew it, he won't tell. Inaya: So, you can't even tell me your name. Why he can't even tell his name? Why? Will I ever find my answers?