Strange Novels & Stories

“What do you mean?” “I need something strong.” Melissa dropped her handbag on the arm of the couch and made her way into the kitchen with her stained blazer. She dumped the blazer into the washing machine, then went in search of the strongest drink they had in the fridge. Shutting the door of the fridge, Melissa came face to face with Emily. She sighed. “I bumped into him.” “Who?” Emily frowned. “I don’t know. I don’t know his name. The stranger.” “What stranger? Of course, we just moved to this city, everyone is a stranger.”

But I stood, Why does this feel strange?

A stranger. What's wrong with my life?

Just as I was about to delve deeper into my thoughts which I didn’t want to dwell on, someone knocked on the door to my chamber. The door to my chamber opened, and my Beta, Felix, walked in, his face etched with concern. "Alpha Blake," Felix began, his voice urgent, "we have noticed something strange at the south gate of the pack." My curiosity piqued, and then I gave Felix my full attention. "What do you mean by strange? I asked Felix inhaled sharply, concern deepening his furrowed brows. "There have been sightings of some strange being. It's like nothing we've ever encountered before. Fast-mo

The stranger threw his sword up, climbing the monkey bar and pouncing on Kenan in the process. With Kenan on the floor, the stranger pulled on his arm, twisting it to the other side, hitting the arm, completely paralyzing it. “AH!” Kenan yelled, that was his weak spot. “Shit!” Aidan and Dwayne ran to the training ground together, getting swords and attacking the stranger. “You're breaking the rules!” The stranger yelled, throwing them acupressure pins, sending them into paralysis. “The fuck!” Aidan yelled out while I smirked.

" They went out into the big square on the hill. The big buildings are lined up. They were all wide enough to look stocky despite being ten times the height of a human. The walls are strangely carved. Each large block of stone is engraved with locking wheels. Metal pipes ran through the bricks in and out, like huge swarms of maggots emerging from the ground and coiling back. The walls have turned black from soot and previously had sewage leaking from the pipes, leaving large rust stains on the walls. From inside came a terrifying engine noise. With that, the stranger turned and headed towards the bow of the ship. He stood eagerl

The closer she got, the more the air thickened with that strange familiarity. Not Moon. Not Stone. Something… buried. Something like the echo she sometimes caught when she looked in the mirror and did not recognize the woman staring back, only to realize she was seeing her mother’s ghost in her own features. The stranger crashed to his knees at the base of the ridge. His breath came in ragged, tearing gasps. He lifted his head. Their eyes met. For a瞬, the world narrowed. He was young. Not a pup. Not fully into the thick-necked solidity of age.

Suddenly he flung the bottle, and sent it flying like a rocket across the room; shattering it to pieces as it hit the wall and crackled to the ground. "You see that?" The strange man asked, pointing towards the shattered bottle pieces. "That is what will happen to you if you try anything funny." The cabbage seller kept staring with a lost expression. The strange man in front of him then turned again to face him squarely, before his mouth opened and said: “Now. What is your name?”

"You are a strange one, others are usually scared." Others? Wait, what? Xoxo

He smells strange, like mist from a salt coast. I cling to that as darkness swallows me whole. He's strange. A strange bastardo!