Stranger Things Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Something feels off. Talk to me.” The stranger pushed two fingers inside me without warning. My back arched and a soft moan escaped before I could stop it. “I don’t want to talk,” I gasped. “I want you to fuck me. Now. Please.” Elias stared at me for another long second, then started unbuckling his belt. “If this is what you really want…” He walked over, dropped his pants, and freed his already hard cock. The stranger quietly stepped back into the shadows near the wall, watching everything.

CHAPTER 11: She's different Lucifer's Point Of View: The realization hit me like a bitter aftertaste. We slept with a stranger.It didn’t make any fucking sense. A stranger… who claims she had a one-night stand planned with another man. “Raven.” My voice cut through the silence. “We fucked a stranger.” Raven’s eyes shifted to the girl, probably too stunned to even breathe right now. Or maybe too shocked to process the weight of what I just said.

‎ ‎The furniture was near and cold, like it was placed to be look at. ‎ ‎A stranger was sitting on a chair, closer to my bed. Leaning on the chair as if he owns the hotel. He was watching me and relaxing in a way that made my heart beat faster. ‎ ‎He looked awake. ‎ ‎Too awake. ‎Like he was waiting for me to wake up. ‎ ‎" who are you" I ask my voice being low. ‎ ‎He raised his eyebrows sightly, you don't remember. ‎ ‎I swallowed and pushed myself up, they movement sent headache to my head and body pain to my body. My body felt sore in a strange way, the memories of yesterday's sex came rushing in my head.

she said sniffing and the man was still holding tight to her. " No, is getting hotter here, I am burning inside, help me ". his voice became demanding before Maya could say another word his lips were on hers, and Maya wide-eyed in surprise and struggled to push him off but he was holding on tight as he kept kissing her deeply and roughly, she could taste the alcohol in his mouth and he started caressing her body after she got tired of struggling with him. She suddenly got lost in his tender touch, she had never felt like this for anyone before, her body was giving in to the strange man, she slid her fingers through his hair and let out a moan as the man carried her to the bed. His lips began

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

"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.”

" 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.