Quotes About Stranger Things Novels & Stories

" Do you have any social media? " " No, I don't have anything on my phone really. Just Candy Crush and Netflix. " I shrug, not really liking social media. Too much drama with celebs and news. I've watched a bunch of shows on Netflix. I love the shows Stranger Things, Pretty Little Liars, The Fosters, Switched At Birth, and Heartland. I'm not done with PLL yet, so no spoilers pleaseeee, I'm on season 3 episode 5. Kylie says it's the ' best season ' or the ' dramatic season '.. I forgot. I have a bad memory sometimes.

That was just sex! Her head was full of a lot of thoughts. She knew that she’s a broken shit. She was damaged beyond repair. A lady who was emotionally and mentally unstable. So, she can’t stay and commit to him or anybody else. She will just become a liability to someone. She doesn’t want that. She watched the scenery outside the taxi. The sun was rising. She saw it as a new beginning. A new day she needs to survive. She can’t help but think of the stranger. I’m sorry, Mr. Stranger. But I guess, it’s a goodbye. Apollo Justice

As if in the presence of someone who knew exactly how to speak its language. "I want to teach you how to hunt the things that deserve to be hollowed," the stranger said, holding out a hand. "I’ve been waiting a long time for a Siphon to rise. The Council thinks you are a curse. I think you are the only thing that can stop what’s coming."

But that is not the bigger question, what is The question right now is, why I want to meet him so much. Why I can not wait for the best day of my life to end and the night to come sooner? Tia, you are getting crazy, and before you ruin your appetite with all these crazy questions and thoughts, you better finish your breakfast. And that's exactly what I did. Plopping on the sofa, I was no time to dig in. For the rest of the day, I decided to beige watch and started a show Stranger Things, it's a sci-fiction and has quite good reviews.

On the back was a single handwritten sentence. If one remembers... the other must forget. His heartbeat became uneven. "What does this mean?" The stranger answered before Evelyn could. "It means memory is never free." Silence settled over the chamber. Somewhere deep inside the tunnel, water dripped steadily against stone. One drop. Then another. The sound echoed like a clock counting down invisible seconds. Adrian turned toward the stranger. "You've been manipulating everything since this started." "No." "I've been observing." "You knew my grandfather." "Yes."

The stranger’s words echoed in my mind, even as he disappeared into the night. “It’s only just begun.” That phrase gnawed at me, stirring unease deep in my gut. The dam wasn’t just a threat—it was a deliberate attempt to unearth something old, something buried. And now, the past demanded answers.

Dada asked furiously. "Excuse you? What right do you think you have to question me that way?" she refuted him and he grabbed her closer to him. Pissed, she pushed him away from her. "I had a one-night stand the night before. It was magical and up till now, I still can't let go of the moment I shared with this stranger. I have no idea who he is. Now I feel very lonely. I'm telling you because you are my friend. The only make friendship I have and value but please respect me next time." she said to him and tried to make her way out of his house but then he shut the door as he looked at her like someone who was brokenhearted.

He threw the alcohol down his throat in one toss, the warm liquid sliding down his gut and overflowing the burning sensation. He watched the stranger do the same from his peripheral vision. “You look like you have a lot on your mind.” Jeremy said nothing, staring into his empty shot glass. “How about you air it out, stranger to stranger?” The stranger continued, forcing Jeremy to slowly lift his head. “Whatever it is.” Jeremy scoffed, signaling for another shot. “And why would I air my worries out to a stranger?” The hazel-eyed man shrugged. “For the same reason,” he replied, his lips curling off in the hint of a smile. “Because I am a stranger, who knows nothing about you.”

Evelyn goes quiet for a while. “Wait... are you in pain? Or do you feel weird, you know, down there?” My brain takes a second to catch up. “Down... where?” I blink. “You know, like down there. What if that stranger did something funny to you?” I swallow hard. I hadn’t even thought of that. God please, it shouldn't get any worse than this. “No. I feel... normal. Just completely stupid right now.” Cam—I mean, that stranger was right. I AM a complete idiot.

He spoke in hushed tones, his voice laced with a mixture of urgency and secrecy. "You think you know the truth, but there is more to the story," the stranger whispered, his eyes darting around as if afraid of being overheard. "Beware of those closest to you, for not everyone is who they claim to be." Before we could inquire further, the stranger disappeared into the crowd, leaving us with more questions than answers. Who was this enigmatic figure, and what did they mean by "those closest to you"? Our minds raced with possibilities, each more unsettling than the last.