Stranger Things Novels & Stories

"Amy?" Dexter gasped, too, though his expression quickly leveled out. "No, it's just a coincidence. They just happen to have the same name. "The Bloodmoon Pack's heir comes from a noble bloodline, and Amy was just a stray we took in. If she really were their heir, she would've gone back to them a long time ago." Eden visibly relaxed at his words. "I can't believe they have the same name. What are the odds? Anyway, where is Amy? I've been so worried about her."

Anna was about to turn around when she felt an arm wrapping around her shoulders. Looking up, she met the blue eyes of a stranger. Tall and handsome, she immediately noticed. His hair was a beautiful mess on his head. Eyes so beautiful like the blue endless sky and his smirk so cheeky. She was snapped out of her thoughts when his deep voice spoke. "Who is this lovely young lady?" the smirking stranger asked, checking her out. Before she could tell him to get off her and get lost, she was interrupted when he was suddenly pulled away from her.

Zack exclaimed. "Seriously?" Shawn and Scarlett plated unsurprised gazes. "That's what I said," Dorian sighed. "But I still do believe in paranormals so—" "Look. Vampires? UFOs? They don't make any sense. Guys, we're not kids anymore," the tall raven haired newbie stated. "I agree with Shawn on this one." Scarlett nodded. "I think you've watched too much of Stranger Things. Next thing, you'll be running around the neighbourhood, on your bikes looking for clues."

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.

The young man seemed anxious as he replied, "It's 9:20 pm now, right? Your mom will kill you in the east room at around 10:00 pm! Run!" "Impossible! Mom has recovered. Who are you?" The young man paused for a few seconds before replying, "I'm a god. I know everything. Your name is Tina Lester, your mother's name is Chelsea Wilson, and your father's name is Jacob Lester. Do you believe me now?" "You're a god?" I was a little skeptical.

“I’m someone who doesn’t like losing people in the middle of nowhere.” Isabella gave a short, mirthless laugh. “Since when do you care who lives or dies?” “Since the thing out there started counting heads,” he snapped. That shut her up. --- The stranger’s words The kid coughed, throat scraping raw. Then their voice came again, broken at the edges: “They’re… already close.” I leaned down. “Who?” Their eyes rolled, pupils unfocused. “The ones it made.” My stomach twisted cold. I wanted to ask what that meant, but the words stuck somewhere behind my teeth.

"Mr. Davidson, since you all love live streams and want everyone to see the truth, then I'll give you exactly that." I walked over to the control console and plugged my phone into the projection system. "Today, let's show everyone who the real criminal is." The massive LED screen at the center of the hall flickered, then lit up. What appeared was crystal-clear footage from my action camera. Under the scorching sun, waves of heat rose from the asphalt. The camera locked onto a black Porsche Cayenne. As the footage zoomed in, everyone could clearly see what was inside the car. A three-year-old boy was strapped into a child seat. His face had turned bluish, and white foam spilled from his mouth

Karen - Latton's nurse Boris - Russian Cartel Igor - One of Boris' men Sarah - Maid in the Ripley Manor Thanks for supporting Hey, Stranger!

Elise With the help of my phone navigator, I was able to get to the address without much hassle. However, the area was secluded to my liking. It was dark and quite. If someone murdered a person, no one will be able to tell. I tried not let the quiteness and darkness get to me as I furthered my way towards the shop with the 'Devine Automibe' written at the top. The transparent door was conciously locked that I almost thought the place is vacant until it was abruptly opened. An elderly man's face surfaces.

"Why would I go with you? It's your fault." "It's your fault. You don't want to leave my mind. Aren't you tired yet? You've been running around in my head for months, Lily." "And you still really know me, right? Well sir, I still want to talk to you. But I am a very obedient child to my parents. They said, don't talk to strangers. So, bye I hope you won' Don't bug us here anymore. Thank you, good bye and have a nice day." * * *