Stranger Things Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Looking up at me from her upside-down position, Blanca's eyes met mine. I refrained from smiling amidst the pandemonium, but there was no denying that Blanca always managed to make life interesting. Out of all the Johnson kids, she and I had a special bond. On my twenty-fifth birthday, she had written an Avengers fanfiction where Bucky Barnes and Captain America were more than just friends. It had been entertaining as hell. "Blanca, are you ready to go?" I asked her, trying to maintain a composed demeanor in the midst of the chaos.

But now he had Damien, his sweet boy who loved him completely. ‎ ‎As Eli leaned his head against the shower wall, his thoughts drifted to the mysterious stranger from years ago. The man could have been an assassin, an organ harvester, or even the devil himself—Eli had no idea. But he couldn't deny the effect the stranger had on him. He found himself thinking about how he hadn't hated himself when the stranger’s fingers traced patterns on his skin. He had arched into the feather-light touches, a feeling of being owned washing over him. The stranger's deep growls and the humiliating names he whispered—"cum dump," "cock slut," "pretty little whore"—had a strange, potent effect on Eli, making hi

she mused, her obsession evident. Eli shook his head, sensing the danger in Stranger's fixation. "Your obsession for that agent will be the end of you," he warned, fearing for her well-being. "Dying in her arms doesn't seem so bad, Eii. It would mean escaping this disgusting world and entering pure heaven," Stranger murmured dreamily, lost in her fantasies. *** "Axel, put me down. It's embarrassing to be carried like this," I protested, feeling self-conscious about the situation.

Stranger' and see him in person. "So this is what it feels like. It's really happening? Maybe Mr. Stranger wasn't bad after all," she said to herself, embracing her arm sweetly as if she were in heaven now. ******** {MONTANA HIGH} "He's coming... Do it!" Autumn kept saying to herself as Ivan walked in, accompanied by his friends. They were chatting loudly about the basketball practice, where, as usual, Ivan took first place. His friends seemed clearly jealous, so they quickly changed the topic.

She looked around one last time before she exited the building with tears threatening to fall. ....................................... ( The following day ) Ivy threw her head back as she sighed, her driver pressing the horn repeatedly, they were heading home from an hectic day at work and there seemed to be a hold up at the front. Something suddenly caught her attention from the far corner of her eyes , she turned her head towards the side glass, her eyes glued on a stranger walking a sleek black cat along the sidewalk. A familiar thrill ran down her spine, could it be? Taking a deep breath, she bolted out of her car and approached the familiar stranger. " Hey there!" Ivy called out, her he

She giggled at the thought. And Shean finally released the burning heat of lust throughout her being. There seems to be a mysterious and blazing emotion that motivates her to release her screaming desire. She raised one arm to his nape and quickly pulled the man against her. On tiptoed, she gently draws near her lips to the stranger, who was for a moment has hesitation.

And it was fitting for Luna to fulfill her father's last wish. It is just... "You are willing to marry that stranger man?" she asked. Luna didn't answer and just took a deep breath. The girl tightly closed her eyes, and let the cold wind hit her pale face. "Hey, you two silly girls! Can you guys just go home? It's time for the ghosts to come out, if you stay here, they will be very annoyed!" Luna and Jane turned their heads in unison towards the voice that suddenly sounded so loud from behind them.

You have disconnected. "Freak." I said to myself. You're chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! You both like Gage Stockholm Stranger: I'm a huge fan of 1D!! Me: same :) Stranger: they're like the best ryt? Me: yes they are. You have disconnected. I sigh. You're chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! You both like art and New York Me: Are you Gage? Stranger: I'm Nelly. Who's Gage?

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

"What the fuck just happened?" Ingrid blinks. Her eyes are blue-white and aglow. Mine are hot gold. "I think we just bonded." "No shit," I gasp. There is applause. One slow clap. Another. My head snaps up. There's a person standing beside the archway. My blood runs cold. It isn't Corven. "Incredible," the stranger says. His face is hidden behind a black hood. "Two daughters of flame and dream. The veil's worst nightmare." I slowly rise, placing myself between Ingrid and the stranger.