See A Dark Stranger Romane & Geschichten

I handed it back to him without looking at him. “There,” I said, trying to sound indifferent, as if this was just another regular moment in my day. “I’ll call you,” he promised, his smile almost mischievous as I turned to leave. “And I’m Evan by the way” he called out,But I didn’t feel like I was walking away from a stranger anymore.

he muttered, scanning their surroundings. Suddenly, a soft rustling caught Ethan's attention. From the shadows emerged a figure—a solitary figure carrying a basket filled with healing herbs and plants. The newcomer approached cautiously, their eyes meeting Ethan's with a mix of curiosity and concern. "I can help," the stranger offered in a hushed voice, their hands already sorting through the basket. Ethan hesitated for a moment, then nodded gratefully. "Please."

“In a golden retriever way.” “That’s slander,” he said, giggling, and we turned down the side alley that cut back to Main. I didn’t see him until I ran straight into him. Cold washed over me like I’d stepped through a waterfall. “Watch—” I started, and stopped. The stranger’s eyes were the kind of dark that reflects starlight. Not black, not brown. Forest-at-midnight dark. “Can you see me?” he asked softly. The world went quiet. The distant bass from the club, gone. The buzzing alley light, gone. There was just his voice and the shock of it, like snow at the back of my neck.

The room was so dark and only the light from the fireplace slightly brightens up the room but it was still hard to see the man from afar. She was all alone seeing no one was beside her at the moment. She felt so vulnerable at this point and though she is all alone with the stranger, the way his eyes glowed a bright light blue and so piercing as they stare at her made everything feels a lot better than Rosa had originally expected. How strange?

kept punching holes in my skull. Another growl rolled out of the darkness, low and hungry. It wasn’t human. The stranger’s eyes glowed an impossible gold, locked on me like he could see straight through bone. Something electric snapped across my skin, raising every hair on my arms. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t scream. Could only stand there shaking while my entire world cracked open. Damien finally pulled away from Lisa, wiping his mouth like he hadn’t just ripped my heart out. He turned, and his gaze landed on me.

“Because when they act, they won’t hesitate.” A pause. “And they won’t aim small.” Kael stepped forward again. “You’re speaking like you know what they’ll do.” “I do,” the stranger replied calmly. “Because I’ve seen it before.” That caught Aria’s attention fully. “Seen what?” The stranger didn’t answer immediately. His gaze moved briefly to the trees around them, as if listening to something distant. Then back to her. “What happens when something appears that doesn’t fit the order they understand.” “And what happens?” Aria asked.

‎ ‎The furniture was near and cold, like it was placed to be look at. ‎ ‎A stranger was sitting on a chair, closer to my bed. Leaning on the chair as if he owns the hotel. He was watching me and relaxing in a way that made my heart beat faster. ‎ ‎He looked awake. ‎ ‎Too awake. ‎Like he was waiting for me to wake up. ‎ ‎" who are you" I ask my voice being low. ‎ ‎He raised his eyebrows sightly, you don't remember. ‎ ‎I swallowed and pushed myself up, they movement sent headache to my head and body pain to my body. My body felt sore in a strange way, the memories of yesterday's sex came rushing in my head.

I said. “Where? Should I drive you?” he asked. I snapped my head at him. “Why? You're bored and looking for a plaything to pass the time with?” I asked harshly. His brows creased. “What?” “Listen, Aaron, you don't like me, I get it, stop confusing me. One minute you're nice, the next minute you're shouting at me. Sometimes you make me feel like we are buddies and other times, you remind me that we are nothing but strangers to each other”

THEME: Dark, Intrusive, Taboo Stranger Encounter. KINKS: Stranger sex, voyeurism, rough dominance, forced orgasm, consensual non-consent sex. I wake up with a start, ... Not even knowing why. My skin tingles and I sit up, noticing that my apartment is quiet. I blink severally, adjusting my eyes to the darkness slowly while I look around nervously. The streetlight outside is throwing pale light across my floor and my room is still they way it was when I went to bed---- nothing looks out of place---- but I can’t shake off the feeling that jolted me awake.