Stranger In My Bed Book Novels & Stories

I was embarrassed by my situation and I partly blamed my bestie Sue because of her adventurous wild personality which landed me in a stranger's bed. A stranger's bed!!! I took short breaths in and out as I scanned the room one last time for my belongings. After all, I didn't want a man I barely knew to come to look for me because I left a bracelet like in those cliche romance movies you watched… Oh god, I hope he did not give me herpes. My body shivered with disgust as I didn't know what to expect from a first-time encounter with a man. I sighed softly while struggling to regain some semblance of composure, I glanced around the unfamiliar room. My eyes landed on a massive portrait stuck on t

I returned to the room and crawled into my bed. "I should stay put then". I dragged the bed cover over my neck and slipped deeper into the bed. My heavy eyelids fell and opened occasionally. My body was tired but I needed to be alert. "I should not trust a stranger". But this stranger had a soft bed. How could I resist after I had not been able to get a good night's sleep because I was battling for my life? "Just a little", I mumbled to myself before everything went back. A loud thud on the door jerked me off from my bed.

Chapter Three Inez My hands roamed over the sheets before my eyes were fully opened. Coarse. Manly scent. And so definitely not my bed. I jerked up, my eyes scanning around the large bedroom before thoughts of the previous night crashed in. Business party. Got heartbroken. Slept with a stranger. Stranger…

I dimly remembered my strange, gliding progress down that path . “Fuck it.” I yanked the blanket back and saw my every day withered legs. A strange and unaccountable relief filled me at the sight of them. I glanced about the room, my gaze settling on the nightstand to my left . . . . . . and onto The King Wears Yellow, open to the page I’d apparently left off on last night before falling asleep. Which, of course, I didn’t remember doing at all. I struggled out of bed, barely resisting the urge to smash the book across the room, because at that moment I feared even touching it, now.

Even for me, despite how wild my imagination ran, I didn’t have it in me to think that beds could emanate such warm heat. I was in bed with a stranger! There was no other explanation for it. I slowly opened my eyes, hoping that I was having some fucked up dream. I already have a fucked up luck as it is. I didn’t need to be taken to an asylum that smelt of disinfectant and death where they bathe cold water and wear uniforms. My eyes met alarmed turquoise amused eyes. I opened my mouth with the intent of screaming loud but the stranger wedge his body in between my leg and bringing his body closer to mine muffled my mouth with big capable hands.

Recalling how the stranger had busted in earlier, I could only imagine what kind of job he had to afford to own such a lavish home… If he owned this anyway. Isaiah’s eyes looked down. “Through the trees, aye?” “Huh?” “Your book,” He pointed towards my book, and I immediately flushed; the cover faced him, which had a very shirtless man embracing a very not-so-covered woman. “Oh,” I spat out a little too loud of a laugh, and my hands covered the book. “Yeah, I like to read.” Duh Valerie. “I- I couldn’t sleep so I came out and tried to calm my nerves which apparently isn’t helping because I’m still awake,” The words jumbled out of me but Isaiah didn’t seem to mind.

I opened the room door which had a big sticker of twenty-nine pasted on it and to my greatest surprise, I saw a guy lying on his stomach, watching a movie or so. It dawned on me that he watching porn when I heard the weird sounds coming from his laptop. He hadn't noticed my presence since he was very engrossed, so I quietly stepped out of the room and let out a big sigh of frustration. So this was my new roommate? Great! Just what I needed!

A deep, indescribable loneliness settled in my chest, though I still forced myself to comfort him. "Now that I'm like this… Are you going to find another man?" he asked nervously as he looked at me. I shook my head without hesitation. "I'm not leaving you." Henry smiled, but it looked strained, almost painful. For a split second, disappointment flickered through his eyes. Not long after that, he fell into a deep sleep. I, on the other hand, stayed awake the entire night. The desire he had stirred up earlier still hadn't faded. My whole body burned hot beneath the blankets, and it felt like thousands of tiny insects were crawling beneath my skin, leaving me restless and unbearably on edge.

Who was taking care of who exactly? I glanced around at the studio as I thought this. God, had it been this messy this morning? I wanted to clean up, but I wasn't sure what he was still using. My eyes landed on his desk. The book from earlier was still there. He had his inspiration now, so I doubted he’d need it anymore. I picked it up and glanced at the cover. The Nine Muses: A Discussion. I knew that title from somewhere, but I couldn't remember where. I opened the book to a random page. Only to be met with my own naked body.

And she never would have discovered that someone was willing to stay by her side—no matter how chaotic her life became. So the question is... Did she really sleep in the wrong bed? Or was it exactly where the most beautiful chapter of her life was meant to begin? A heartwarming romance-comedy filled with laughter, butterflies, heartfelt emotions, and unforgettable moments that will leave every reader smiling. 💖📖✨