Stranger Thi Novels & Stories

She thought the thugs she had hired had given Hayle a good lesson to make her regret ever defying Sonia. "What do you mean how could?! Our lives were almost at stake because of you. You never mentioned that she was a woman from the Black Phoenix group. They almost stormed our base. Fortunately, they did nothing to us and let us go! The money you promised isn't worth our safety now!" the voice on the other end of the call sounded furious.

The two left the store as soon as they got their ice creams and Via was already busy trying to look around without a care for Troye. “Look at her enjoying herself while forgetting about me,” Troye chuckled but he did not feel anything negative. Instead, he was surprised to see that Via got a cute side in her. Who would have thought that the mature and perfect daughter of Odin Hansen would look around the amusement park with sparkling eyes? It was hard to imagine but watching her with his very eyes made him realize that Via was also just a human. No matter how dazzling she was. No matter how perfect she seemed. She was still just a human like them.

The figure stepping from the shadows was tall, broad-shouldered, with a face I couldn’t place—but one that was eerily familiar. “Who are you?” Thiago demanded, his voice cold and challenging. The stranger smirked, stepping closer, his eyes locked on me with a gleam of recognition. “I’m here for you, Bridgette.”

Maya woke up feeling sore all over her body, she sat upright on the strange bed trying to figure out what happened. She turned to see an unfamiliar figure on the other side of the bed sleeping soundly, she gasped and quickly had a flashback of what happened. Maya is a young beautiful lady who grew up without her parents, she stays with her aunt who trained her for college but couldn't further because of a lack of money. Maya decided to struggle on her own by going for a mini job to gather money for her school, she got a job in a well-known clubhouse as a waitress along with her best friend Mia, both have known each other right from school.

" He ordered politely with an aura of authority. She stood, trembling on both legs as she stared at his deep brown eyes assessing her with a firm face. "Striscia! (*Strip!!)" She kicked off her sneakers and started working on the buttons on her tartan checked patterned shirt. She gives him her back as she unsnaps her bra. "Now I want to see. Turn back around. Show me!" She turned around nervously with her eyes closed as she began to remove her bra slowly, feeling her tits spring out. She removed her belt and moved down her denim jeans, freeing her pretty legs completely from it as it dropped on the floor.

A burst of silver light filled the clearing. Thessa stumbled forward, suddenly pale. The stranger caught her wrist. “Tell me,” he whispered, “do you remember the first child you erased?” Thessa dropped her blade. The forest began to shake. Raven rushed forward, but the girl held him back. “Don’t interfere.” “He’s hurting her.” “He’s making her remember.” The stranger released Thessa. She fell to her knees, clutching her head. “No,” she whispered. “No, I was only following orders.”

I smile at the exchange. My eyes move to his father, who scans me with a gaze full of judgment and uncertainty. I automatically feel self-conscious. Does he already know I’m the weak link? Did Martin tell him? Or someone else in the pack? Can he just sense it? Lena saves me by stepping in front of his stare and smiling. “Alpha Thoran,” she says, hugging him. Surprisingly, he hugs her back, the smallest hint of a smile appearing. “How are you, dear? How is the new pack treating you?” he asks, for a moment deflecting his eyes from me.

She didn’t stop walking. At the mailboxes, she heard the elevator door open behind her and instinct made her glance back. He was tall. Broad shoulders. Hands in the pockets of a black hoodie. His head was tilted slightly, watching her. Not with a smile or a greeting, just steady observation. His eyes were a strange gray, not pale, but flat, like slate under shadow. His face was sharp, handsome in a way that felt accidental, like someone had carved his features in a hurry and left no softness behind.

My parents never let me spend my summer or winter breaks in the city where they worked, even when I offered to go there and look after them. I thought they were just worried about me. Dad said eight people shared a single factory dorm room, and even using the bathroom meant waiting in line. Mom said they worked twelve-hour rotating shifts on the assembly line. Sometimes, she and Dad barely had time to eat. Afraid of being a burden, I eventually stopped asking. The year I finished high school, I used the money I'd been saving for ages to buy a train ticket. I wanted to surprise them. I waited six hours at a diner across from their shop before I finally saw them. They were holding hands

The answer is ignorant. Ellthan took out something in his pocket, a necklace whose pendant was in the shape of a sun. Aiora is silent when Ellthan puts the necklace on, Aiora knows that the necklace is not just an ordinary necklace but like bugging and GPS maybe? "You don't believe me?" Asked Aiora sarcastically. "Yes." Ellthan replied annoying, making Aiora groaned irritated, he wanted to scratch the handsome face in front of him. "Come on." Invite Ellthan to embrace Aiora's waist possessive, take him out of the room.