Stranger In The Night Book Novels & Stories

Before my fingers touched it, the lamp went out. Darkness swallowed the room. I froze. Someone was breathing behind me. Slow. Quiet. Close. I turned. A figure stood at the far end of the room. I couldn’t see the face. Only the outline of a black cloak. My hand moved toward my weapon. The figure stepped forward. I took one step back. “Who are you?” No answer. The stranger reached toward the shelf. Then pulled out a book. The missing pages had been hidden inside it. My eyes widened.

"What the hell are you reading?" Simon glanced at the front page. It had an erotic graphic. "I started reading one of Adolpha's books earlier. I kind of found it on her bed when I went to her room to look for her but she wasn't there. Anyways, I started reading this incredible book. It is about a girl who had a one night stand with a stranger. Ran away with his money and car the next morning when she woke up and fled the city. Three years later, she came back to that same city just to find out that the man she is going to work with is the man she had a one night stand with three years ago." "Whoa. That is crazy. First of all, the author of this book wrote it at a fast pace."

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…

But try as I might, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I was saying yes to the wrong man. After that, he left me to my books and search for knowledge. But my mind had become divided. Sometime in the evening, I opened my email and pondered on the message from The stranger. Alas, I sent him a reply. “Tomorrow, by midnight. At the university’s basketball court.” I pressed send and waited. It was probably risky to be meeting with a stranger at night. More risky that I wasn’t telling anyone about it. But this wasn’t something I wanted everyone to know about.

“What in the hell are you reading?” Titus took a glance at the front page. It contained an erotic graphic. “I had started reading one of Max’s books earlier. I discovered it on her bed when I went to her room to look for her, but she was not there. Anyway, I began reading this amazing book. The story revolves around a girl who had a one-night stand with a stranger. Ran away with his money and car the next morning when she woke up and fled the city. Three years later, she came back to the same city only to realize that the man she is going to work with is the same man with whom she had a one-night stand three years before.” “Whooaah! That is ridiculous. First of all, the author of this book w

--- ### Somewhere Outside the City A black SUV rolled through the deserted docks at Blackwood Harbor. Inside, a small boy slowly opened his eyes. Noah blinked in confusion. The last thing he remembered was hearing his aunt scream. He looked around the dark vehicle. No masked men. No ropes. Just one man sitting quietly beside him. The man smiled gently. "Did I wake you?" Noah rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Who are you?" The stranger hesitated before answering. "My name is Jonathan." Noah tilted his head. "My mommy says I shouldn't talk to strangers."

What if you're broken-hearted? Would you do the thing that you haven't done in your whole life? Charmane Cordova. Unexpectedly meet, this most sought-after bachelor... Bradley Hernandez, A guy that she doesn't know yet, A guy that got her attention, and a guy she had spent her whole night with... And this will be their, JUST ONE NIGHT together. ___________ JUST ONE NIGHT (English Version) By: Mairisian ***** This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, some places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

This is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Businesses, Places, Events, and Incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used in fictitious manners. Any resemblance to an actual person, living or dead, or actual event is purely coincidental. Consists of grammatical and typographical errors due to its unedited. Please bear with it and thank you! Just A Stranger © 2021 by The Deadly Sinner ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author, excepting brief quotes used in some description, written specifically in this book.

Assier. 5:30 am A strange and thunderous noise began to bring me back from that wonderful world of dreams and from the beloved arms of Morpheus, even with my eyes closed and with the inconvenience of getting my cell phone, I searched as best I could under my pillows cursing at what down when I couldn't find the blessed device of the devil that wouldn't stop beeping and telling me it was time to get up, I opened one of my eyes and pressed postpone, I threw the phone aside and went back to sleep.

No regrets. Then I saw it: a folded note on the nightstand with my name on it. I reached for it, heart thudding a little too fast. Kitten, You were incredible. Thank you for letting me be your first. I meant what I said. One night. But I won’t forget you. Shawn. My eyes dragged over the messy handwriting again and again, each pass sinking heavier in my chest. He could’ve waited, at least until I woke up, not slipping out like he was never here at all.