Strange Short Story Novels & Stories

But after carefully checking each room, she found nothing. Hayle furrowed her brow and looked around again. How strange! She remembered being captured by three thugs and losing consciousness. Then, suddenly, she woke up in a luxurious hotel room without any injuries or even a scratch. So why had the thugs brought her here? Hayle pondered, trying to analyze the situation. Why was it so strange? Hayle took a deep breath. She then smelled something different. Maybe because she was pregnant, her sense of smell had become very sensitive. She could smell a faint but pleasant fragrance. This scent? She had never smelled it before.

I was sure that he could fuck me until I saw stars. Before I could give the handsome stranger an answer, I felt a hand tug my arm with force, pulling me away from the guy swiftly. “Hey man! What the fuck!”yelled the beautiful stranger as he became smaller and smaller, nearly out of sight. I could hardly see in the darkened area where I was being led to. My heart raced, and I feared the worse. Was I being attacked? I didn’t have a weapon, but I tried to remember all the self-defense lessons Lisa and I had taken that summer. And where the fuck was security?

Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird. In the process of trying to drive him away, they somehow ended up gravitating towards each other. Finding comfort in the unexpected company, deep secrets tumbling out in the middle of the night. The guy who got stranded for sightseeing was suddenly showing her perspectives she had never seen before. The girl who barely talks was suddenly telling him the things he needed to hear all his life. But at the end of the day, you should never ever trust a stranger. Soon the creature would enclose itself completely for the second time, never to be seen like that again. It was a period of transformation.

Micham backed away in shock. Before the stranger could say anything else, he put his legs under his arms and made off. He had never seen anything so uncanny, not even with a hegedunen. He did n't believe in the supernatural, he knew it existed ... and that the being he had just met clearly belonged to it. Perhaps it was even more terrifying than a hegedune. What an omen!

Almothean suddenly snatched him away and pulled him in his arms The stranger looks like he was about to say something but when he saw how the man who just came glared at him, he just decided to leave. “What are you doing here?” As soon as the man leaves, Blaine immediately step back and ask Almothean “I was about to head home when I saw you come in here with someone.” “O-oh.” “Forget about me. What are YOU doing here. Seems like you’re a regular?” He asks Shit. I didn’t want him to know that I’m a gay. “Ah no, I’m just going to drop off my friend then head home.” He denied nervously

I could feel the strangers lips on my neck as his hands went to my boobs and squeezed it and that was when i got back to my senses but too late the stranger was gone. * * * ©Pop Precious

Chloe was running late as she locked up her house and walked down her sidewalk to the drive where her car, an old Malibu was patiently waiting. Her phone began to ring, interrupting her. She paused to fish it out and saw a mysterious number on the screen. It was a number she didn't recognize, which wasn't saying too much as she really only knew two numbers by heart. She normally had no problem answering such calls since they were most likely a business call of some sort and fairly painless. Lately, however, she'd been getting strange calls from mysterious numbers, she would answer and hear nothing on the other end for about a couple of minutes before the call went dead. The strange phone cal

And then, one morning, I found a small patch near the old tree where the soil had been disturbed. Not dug by the children. Something else. Something that did not belong. The ground pulsed faintly under my fingertips, warm despite the cold air. I pressed my palm deeper, feeling not root nor stone, but something like a heartbeat. I told no one. Not yet. The stranger returned before the first snow. They had been gone many months, wandering beyond even the silence between the gate. Now they looked thinner, their clothes travel-worn, their eyes carrying a distance that wasn’t measured in miles.

I am the queen of the wrong men. As I fix my skirt and begin to come out of the bathroom, I notice something moving around in the bathroom. Is there someone else in here with me? I wait a moment. As I wait, I realize it is getting closer to my stall. All of a sudden, the door to my stall opens. It is Mr. Strange. What the hell is he doing? He reaches in and grabs me. He jabs something in my arm. Ouch. Did he just drug me?

Just then, I bumped into someone tall and muscular. "Oh… pardon me. I did not see you." I said without looking at the person I bumped into. "Oh no! Pardon me for jumping into your game as an uninvited guest. But what can I say, little creature. I have a job to finish." The strange man said. I looked up at his face with a frown on my face. He chuckled seeing my frown. He came closer to me. I wanted to step back but I was not able to move a muscle. He came to me and touched the pad of his thumb with my forehead. I gasped as I felt something sparking into my brain and then, everything went dark.