Stranger Thi Novels & Stories

That was just sex! Her head was full of a lot of thoughts. She knew that she’s a broken shit. She was damaged beyond repair. A lady who was emotionally and mentally unstable. So, she can’t stay and commit to him or anybody else. She will just become a liability to someone. She doesn’t want that. She watched the scenery outside the taxi. The sun was rising. She saw it as a new beginning. A new day she needs to survive. She can’t help but think of the stranger. I’m sorry, Mr. Stranger. But I guess, it’s a goodbye. Apollo Justice

With dark shadow monsters after her. She tried to ask Sidapa about Chet but he just shrugged. That only means she was left all alone. ZACHARY WAS frozen when he caught the smell of floral in the air. Only one woman had that scent. It was his woman. Terah. His soulmate. He looked around and found a pair of black eyes. But it wasn't Terah. The woman beside him had black curly hair. Its length reached until her waist. She barely reached his shoulders. Is this Terah? But this woman looked like a warrior. Where was my sweet little kitten back then?

, Xian Karrh said formally, "please allow me to present Zanthra Verintha, also known as Sector 14, a title roughly analogous to Senator. She belongs to the Thraki leadership committee and represents a faction known as the Runners" The Dodvalian turned to the Thraki. "This is the human I told you about. Please tell him everything that you shared with me". The female held a small robot in her lap. It translated her words into standard. It took the better part of three hours for the diminutive alien to describe the Shem, the incredible power that they possessed, and their unbending determination to find the Thraki and destroy them. And not just them, but any race associated with them, which mea

Thalia took a cautious step forward, her voice trembling with uncertainty as she asked, "Who are you? What do you mean by 'Thorian was mine'?" The girl remained shrouded in shadows, her hair still obscuring her features. She hesitated before finally responding, "I am someone who knows the truth, Thalia. Thorian was once yours, but he's slipping away from you. You must act quickly if you want to hold onto him." Thalia's heart raced. How did this stranger know her name, and what did she mean by the truth? "What do you know about Thorian? And who are you to meddle in my business?" Thalia demanded, a mix of fear and anger coursing through her.

However, something told her she wasn't capable of being a single mother. Val had no one to confide in except that one person. But she had no way of finding him. Everything was on the brink of crumbling until suddenly her phone rang. Cautious as to whom it was, Val took a while to pick up the call. However, what ensued wasn't in any way what she had ever expected. "Hello, Stranger" she couldn't believe that he was the one speaking, Val could make any other mistake but that didn't include mistaking his voice for any other person's. It was her stranger!

"Edi how did you say Caleigha is his wife?" I couldn't answer. Why should I say that I heard the phone calls of the two? "Caleigha is not Ethan's wife. Ethan may be killed by this—that's all! Caleigha is not his wife because she is his cousin!" My jaw dropped at what Yuri said. Cousin but there's a baby calling?! DDEA @sekyel Wrong in the troop you'll be dumped by crushie DDEA @sekyel to be jealous DDEA @sekyel

Luna screamed with wide eyes. "Yes, I'm eight months pregnant, I accepted this role because I need money to pay for the hospital when I give birth later," said the woman, smiling shyly. Jane nodded with satisfaction. Beautiful, elegant, and pregnant. Perfect! "What's your name?" asked Jane enthusiastically. "My name is Miranda." said the woman quickly. "Okay, you are perfect for this mission!" Jane exclaimed, shaking Miranda's hand. Eros, who had been sitting in the corner of Jane's living room, could only take a deep breath looking at his two best friends who were about to carry out the revenge mission.

Liam’s POV** The next morning, the storm that had raged inside the house the previous day was replaced by the warm scent of fresh chai and the faint hum of the valley waking up. Sunlight seeped through the windows, casting delicate, shifting shadows on the wooden floor. Outside, the sweet humming of birds mingled with the rustle of pine trees, creating a melody so gentle it felt like the mountains themselves were singing. For the first time since yesterday, it didn’t feel like the world was about to drift apart.

His confusion quickly morphed into something sharper, something closer to horror. "Boss?" Silence. Dead, suffocating silence. I felt my soul leave my body. I turned my gaze back to the stranger, who was now looking at Ethan with a neutral expression, as if this was just another ordinary day for him. "Boss?" I echoed, my voice barely a whisper. The stranger—my accidental fiancé—slipped his hands into his pockets, tilting his head slightly. "Ethan," he acknowledged coolly. And that was when it hit me.

she shouted, her love for her team a shield, her body trembling as the crowd surged, rocks flying. The third twist struck: Zythra wasn’t just a weaver but a guardian gone rogue, once bound to the nexus, now seeking to unravel it to free herself. Her voice softened, a plea: “Join me, Jessica, or they fall.” The crowd parted, revealing a child, eyes like Zythra’s, holding a thread that could unravel the planet.