Stranger Things Fanfic Novels & Stories

He clawed at the snow, dragging himself toward us inch by inch, rage shaking his frame. The stranger leaned close enough that his breath brushed my cheek—warm, wrong, familiar. “You feel it,” he murmured. “The bond you’ve carried all these years… cracking.” My chest constricted. “And the new one,” he whispered, “trying to replace it.” Arden’s voice broke. “Get your fucking hands off her—” I tried again to pull away—but the stranger’s fingers only slid up my arm, his touch burning through my coat, my skin, my ribs, my bones.

**Story 5: The Last Train** **Chapter 2** Maya’s knees ached against the hard subway floor, but she didn’t care. The stranger’s thick cock stretched her mouth wide as he slowly fucked her face, one hand tangled in her dark hair, guiding her rhythm. “Fuck, that’s it,” he groaned quietly. “Suck it like you’ve been waiting for a real man all night.” Maya moaned around his shaft, saliva dripping down her chin onto her scrubs. The risk of the two sleeping passengers waking up made her pussy throb even harder. She bobbed her head faster, taking him deeper, gagging when he hit the back of her throat.

"And we had sex again?" "We all did. It was some kind of weird party and you had invited me there somehow. You were wearing that dress I picked for you yesterday. We both screwed Lucy and she liked it. It was the wildest thing I've ever done, and it wasn't quite a dream. What have you got me into?"

I don't know why I told him, maybe because he was a stranger and I probably wouldn't see him ever again or maybe because nothing mattered anymore, I really couldn’t tell, I was just out of my mind. He stared at me for a long second. His eyes dropped to my hand, to the pale mark where the ring used to be. "Mine's worse," he said. "What?" "My night, it's worse than yours, if that makes you feel any better." What could possibly be worse than catching your fiancé in bed with your best friend? I didn't bother to ask, I wasn't just about to trauma bond with a stranger. We stood there in that stupid fancy lobby, connected by our broken nights. Two strangers with only one thing in common. Unexplaina

For a moment, I consider making something up, but I’m such a shit liar that I know my friends will sense I’m holding back. “Fine,” I relent. Sara squeals and claps her hands together like an excited seal. “But I swear if any of you repeat this to anyone…” I pause, biting down hard on my lip as I try to gather my composure, but it’s no use. My heart is racing, and my palms are clammy because even thinking about saying this fantasy out loud has me a hot and steamy mess. “I have this fantasy where a stranger breaks into my apartment, sneaks into my room, ties me up and… you know, does things to me.”

He liked the idea of me being with someone else, not realizing that he, in fact, was getting sloppy seconds after my afternoon adventure. “Think of one of your friends you’d like to see fuck me.” “No, just some stranger, nobody we know.” He was getting more excited. “Maybe someday when you are working, I’ll hook up with someone. Maybe when you are off on one of your fishing trips, I’ll find a lover.” Roger was fucking me harder. “You nasty woman. You’d do that to me?” “Yeah. I’d fuck some stranger and bring you a cunt full of cum. Maybe I’d make you eat it out of me.”

“Our kid’s gonna be evil.” “Don’t put that on my baby.” We settle on something light thats on N*****x from Fear Street and Stranger Things, and I grab popcorn and cookies while he sets up the room. When I walk in, he’s frowning. “What now?” “She posted full frontal nude of me on I*******m.” I sigh. “This girl is insane.” He screenshots everything, sends it to Michael. Michael texts back: Bro, it’s after midnight. What the fuck is going on?

" No , I won't let them go . If I do you'll jump up and run off ... Lucy , tell me , in what way have I offended you ? We were friends at least I thought we were ... You were an angel of goodness to me that night in Sevilas Road , and you were pleased to see me when I first arrived here , then suddenly you turned against me ? Why ?! Her cheeks glowed red and she tried to avert her head so that she did not have to meet his eyes . How could she tell him that she was afraid to be friends ? That already she thought about him a great deal too much for her mind ? That it would be very , very easy to fall in love with him , and that in her present delicate and awkward situation she could not afford

asked Marcell confused. "I'm not that valuable to you, so you can put my heart problems aside. Don't worry, I'll be fine with that. But, Marcell... I'm the main character in my life, I want to be a priority for someone who might become my partner. So, from our short conversation, I can conclude that perhaps we are not meant to be. It doesn't matter, I can still be a good friend to you!" cried Jane casually. Marcell shook his head slowly.