Strange Novels & Stories

Warning : Mature content in the in the last paragraphs.Please skip that part if you're not comfortable. ⚠️⚠️⚠️ EMERALD Startled,by the unexpected comment from a stranger I craned my tipsy head to get a glimpse of the person.

" She's been raped," Anger surged through me and I could feel myself submerging into one thing. The beast they call Mr Strange.

Elise With the help of my phone navigator, I was able to get to the address without much hassle. However, the area was secluded to my liking. It was dark and quite. If someone murdered a person, no one will be able to tell. I tried not let the quiteness and darkness get to me as I furthered my way towards the shop with the 'Devine Automibe' written at the top. The transparent door was conciously locked that I almost thought the place is vacant until it was abruptly opened. An elderly man's face surfaces.

"The auctioneer's asking you. Care to raise?" The crowd was bracing for a good show when they caught the plain tremor in Karina's voice. "N-no more..." The hammer came down, and the hall went utterly still. I bent down, patted Karina's bloodless face, and murmured a single line into her ear. "You're lower than a dog!" "Layla, you rabid dog, you're dead!" Karina shrieked, "She's got a gun! Layla actually broke the Thorne family's own rule and brought a gun into the auction!"

Plus the fact that she was inside her dream. She scanned her surroundings. On her right side was a narrow road with a lamp post attached to a greenery shrub. At the end part of the road was a tree placed on the center of the road. How could that be? These strange things only happen in dreams. This must be a dream. A moment from now, a stranger will make an appearance. But he was still not here. He was always on his back while she attempted to talk to him. Where could he be? Was it him who called her? Or maybe this time, this is an ordinary dream. Where she will just forget about this when she awakens.

It was quiet, almost sacred, with sunlight streaming through the large windows and rows of books inviting me to lose myself in their worlds. I wandered through the aisles aimlessly until I stumbled across a section on business biographies. My fingers hovered over the spines until I spotted one that looked familiar: Against All Odds: The Rise of Evan Bennett. I pulled the book from the shelf, my heart racing. I hadn't known a biography about him existed. The cover featured a candid photo of Evan, his piercing eyes staring directly at the camera.

He had promised to take her home after all. Right on cue, the metallic door of the garage opened to reveal another vast space. It was big enough to contain five or more cars. Yet there were only two inside and one of which drove out. It was a Bugatti and one of the latest brands. Her jaw dropped when the car pulled over in front of the stranger who she had clearly disliked. Whatever perception of him that made her wary only increased at the very sight of the car.

The stranger. He’s here

This is probably the first time I heard my heart beat gone wild And the oddest thing is, it is because of strangers. :Hello? I hesitantly hit the send button. I didn't think too much and was about to put my cellphone down when it rang again. :Ain't sure that's why you put a “?”? :Yeah, cuz you're a stranger. :Well, that's odd 'cause I thought you knew me… I frowned because of what he said. :Do you happen to know me? I got curious and interested at the same time about this conversation. :I thought... :Never heard of your name though…

The creature struggled against his grip, letting out a distorted snarl. The creature in his hold looked human but it was far from human, its eyes were blank...but beside the emptiness, the color was amber...like an animal. But the iris was not only amber, they were glowing. The nails...they were not nails, they were claws. His hands were gripping the stranger's arm, trying to free himself, but the hold kept getting tighter. “What the hell,” my voice broke. “Get back!” the stranger snapped without looking at me. I didn’t argue this time.