Solemn Stranger Novels & Stories

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 stepped forward towering me with tall frame. The room fell into silence. Tension so thick that can be cut with a knife. Kabir cleared his throat, his voice calm, almost detached. “Think carefully. Opportunities don’t knock twice.” My gaze flicked between them. Two strangers, yet both extending a hand. My uncle lay helpless in a hospital bed. The landlord’s vile face still haunted me. My life had never felt so unstable. And then, unbidden, I thought of Liam’s eyes when he first heard me sing—the way they lit up, as though my voice had touched something deep inside him.

he said. Mia went speechless. " Um, I don't think--"She got interrupted as news came up on the television with the picture of Jayden on the screen and then his dinner date with Maya also appeared on the screen of the TV, Everyone was surprised including Mia and Justin "The well-known multi-millionaire, Jayden Williams, the owner of J. wines company, and the most dangerous man in the world was spotted on a dinner date with a strange woman, Many thought it was one of his business partners, but the romantic photos of them prove not". The commentator continued with the news and lots of comments were coming in.

"Conspiracy." "Obstruction of justice." The stranger nodded thoughtfully. "Reasonable." Then, with astonishing speed, he tossed something onto the ground. A small metallic sphere. Bethwel's instincts screamed. "Get back!" The sphere burst. Not into flames. Into thick white smoke. Within seconds, the stranger vanished. Gone. As though he had never existed. Bethwel cursed. His officers rushed into the smoke. Nothing. No footprints. No vehicle. No body. Only a black communication earpiece, lying on the ground.

Now the world felt like it had cracked open just slightly—enough to let something unfamiliar seep in. Crystal sat on the low stone wall near the marketplace, legs swinging back and forth as she watched the village buzz with activity. Drums echoed faintly from the square. Vendors shouted prices. Children ran past her in clouds of dust and laughter. And there he was again. The daddy stranger. He stood near the elders, tall and unmistakable, his presence commanding without him trying. His clothes were too clean for the village, his posture too straight. He listened more than he spoke, but when he did speak, people leaned in.

Pale eyes that seemed almost luminous in moonlight. Beautiful. Cold. Dangerous. He studied the courtyard. His gaze passed over Mason. Vanessa. Damon. Hugh. Dominic. Ryder. Savannah. Frank. Then stopped on Grayson. The entire world seemed to narrow. The stranger dismounted slowly. Then began walking down the mountain path. Alone. Just like Lucas had. Nobody tried stopping him. Every wolf present knew attacking this man would be a mistake. A very serious mistake. He reached the courtyard, nobody spoke during his walk down to the courtyard. Nobody relaxed either.

Ivy doesn't need anyone. She's got three jobs, a sharp tongue, and zero patience for men who think muscle solves everything. Then a bar fight goes wrong, an infuriatingly gorgeous stranger clears her debt, and suddenly she's stuck working for a hockey player who smells like moonlight and looks at her like she's the answer to a question he never asked. She should have known "assistant" was too good to be true. She definitely shouldn't have missed the part where he's a werewolf. Or that she might be one too. Alex has spent three years running from an arranged marriage, an Alpha title he doesn't want, and a fate he can't outskate. The night he finds his fated mate slinging drinks at a dive

The silver-eyed stranger studies us carefully. His gaze stops on me. And something inside my chest reacts instantly. The connection network flares. Bright. Violent. He notices. His head tilts slightly. “Primary anomaly confirmed.” Dylan moves closer to me instantly. “What do you want?” The stranger turns his gaze toward Dylan. For a moment— The air between them grows unbearably tense. “You are the second anchor,” the stranger says. Dylan doesn’t flinch. “Try again.” The stranger blinks slowly.

Everybody started looking around for the groom. "Where is Carlos?", my mother whispered under her fake smile as she walked me to the alter. "I don't care", I said and then we reached the alter. Valerie reached out and took my hands. Everyone in the crowd gasped, shocked. "Hello Stranger", he said with a broad smile on his face. "Hello you", I said smiling back. "This is gonna be the best wedding ever", he said. Oh yes it is

I said when I remembered I hadn't thanked him for the dress. He just gave me a nod. Later, Ratna came and kept complaining about how she didn't have anyone to dance with. She is all alone blah blah and took him with her. The whole time, I felt his eyes on me. I know even though he was dancing with her his attention was on me. A boy exactly the same age as Devil came and asked me for a dance. He was quite handsome too. He had a dimple on his cheeks which made him more attractive. After he insisted like 1,000 times, I agreed to dance with him but deep down I was quite scared. He was a total stranger to me.