Stranger In The Night Book Novels & Stories

The recognition brought a smile to my face as I seized the night in hedonistic passion. In the blink of an eye, we'd arrived at someone's home. I assumed the driver. With no more than a light in the kitchen to cast a glow in the living room, both men set out to devour me. It quickly became evident, this was not a first. They worked in tandem, one in front, the other behind. Oddly, there was nothing rough or awkward about any of it. The straps fell from my shoulders as Right nipped kisses on my neck. My breasts were completely exposed when the dress fell to my waist where Left had his hands on my thighs, raising my skirt to explore beneath my thong.

My headache was getting worse and worse as I struggled to recall what had happened. Slowly, fragments of what transpired the day before began to resurface in my mind. Immediately after Brix dumped me, and I saw him banging another woman, I went to a bar and drank, and to my surprise... When I realized what had happened between the stranger in bed and me, I was shocked and horrified. "I had sex with a complete stranger!" I disregarded the nagging voice in my head that appeared like it was saying something "What a fool! In bed with a naked man, why do you think you're naked?"

"Why do I feel like I am being interrogated so early in the morning?" I pursed my lips before murmuring. "Sorry." He sighed. "Okay, first and foremost, I'm not going to say any details about me because you're a stranger and at the same time, I'm also a stranger to you." He said, a matter-of-factly. "Didn't your parents told you to not speak to strangers?' He said the word 'stranger' three times in that sentence. I didn't say anything. We just resume our walking while I was willowing myself in embarrassment. It made me realized that I had just disobeyed one of my mother's lectures.

, someone announced on the stage which made me concentrate back to stage to see that my friend was about to start her performance and as soon as she hit the first cord of her vocals, all sort of negative energy just vanished atleast that is what I felt and also by this time the entire book store was mesmerized by her soulful voice and the light music was complementing it the best way possible but now all I could think about was all the possible assumptions which could give me any logical reason for the extremely weird energy of that place. At the end of the performance I moved towards my right to nearest book shelf which was of fiction category and it has always been my favourite genre as i

"After coffee." ---------- ----------------- A little while later . . . ---------- ----------------- Red had actually felt a little nauseous when she surveyed the carnage before her. Things had gotten ugly quickly. She and Anya had sent Jane topside to scout for any comrades the slime demon might have brought along while the two senior members of the Strays crept up on him. The pale-skinned thing that barely resembled a human was in the process of making a sale to an emaciated young man who was seriously jittery. The pusher had made some obscene gesture when the young man looked to make a purchase, indicating that more than money would be required. And the young man had stood up, his face ca

I said when I remembered I hadn't thanked him for the dress. He just gave me a nod. Later, Ratna came and kept complaining about how she didn't have anyone to dance with. She is all alone blah blah and took him with her. The whole time, I felt his eyes on me. I know even though he was dancing with her his attention was on me. A boy exactly the same age as Devil came and asked me for a dance. He was quite handsome too. He had a dimple on his cheeks which made him more attractive. After he insisted like 1,000 times, I agreed to dance with him but deep down I was quite scared. He was a total stranger to me.

I approached Ross who was still on the couch after I put a little effort into sweeping the living room. He was quietly reading a book—not sure if he was really reading, because at the moment his eyebrows met as if he was still thinking. It only loosened when I sat next to him, and I didn't expect him to automatically fold the book and face me, calling my name, "Nalani." I was suddenly enveloped in confusion, as if my head was suddenly filled with mathematics solving problems at this odd behavior of his. "Y-Yes?" I have no idea what's going on to this man but he asked, "Are you free tonight?"

I took the lead, walking in front of him and tipping the lid down, covering the contents of the case. “How are we supposed to share a room now?” I yelled. “I am too uncomfortable with this. You need to sneak out or something tonight!” "Sorry again! I swear, I didn't see anything–okay I didn't see everything. I saw some things—sorryI don't want to lie. Stephan sheepishly stuttered after plopping down his suitcase. "It's fine," I blurred out angrily. “Just—you can't stay here.” I couldn't bear to have him in my very tiny bed after what just took place.

She finally arrived at the clubhouse and her room was shown to her by some of Leonardo's guards. She went nervously into the room to wait for the strange owner that purchased her for the night. She had no idea of his age, appearance, status or features. She sat at the edge of the bed, keeping a close watch at the door and scanning the room. The room was small and comfy with a large four poster bed which had white bed sheets and pillows. A large mirror stood on top of a nightstand with a lamp beside it. The tiled floor sent coldness to her feet and there were rose petals scattered at every angle.

Happy that I saw a cutie, angry that he was the stranger and he took advantage of me, and surprised that he was standing right in front of me in flesh and blood in New York. I led him to my boss anyway. I sat down, slowly assimilating the unsudden presence of this Vegas stranger in my workplace. I resisted the pressing urge to go over to Courtney's office but decided to wait till the day was over. I wouldn't waste time telling her everything. The Vegas stranger in New York looks like Lucas. I kept thinking when the queasiness started again and 'urgh, argh!' I vomited again. LUCAS POV. I stared into my phone, reading a message that just popped in when someone bumped into me, probably not look