Stranger Things Novels & Stories

The silver-eyed stranger studies us carefully. His gaze stops on me. And something inside my chest reacts instantly. The connection network flares. Bright. Violent. He notices. His head tilts slightly. “Primary anomaly confirmed.” Dylan moves closer to me instantly. “What do you want?” The stranger turns his gaze toward Dylan. For a moment— The air between them grows unbearably tense. “You are the second anchor,” the stranger says. Dylan doesn’t flinch. “Try again.” The stranger blinks slowly.

Enzo: After getting comfortable in my bed and finally setting my mind on binge watching Stranger things on N*****x, I heard a knock on my door. With a huff of annoyance I got out of my bed and stormed to the door, opening it, "what?" I immediately regretted opening the door because there stood Gregory, Skye and Eric Furgerson and they were smiling sheepishly at me. I was confused as to why but one quick glance down at myself and I didn't need a soothesayer to tell me why.

Whatever perception of him that made her wary only increased at the very sight of the car. “Uhm uhmm” she cleared her throat, immediately moving away from the very stranger. She was well aware of the city she was in and anything could go wrong by being in contact with the very wrong person. So far, she had been keeping up with herself, keeping up her act and making sure that she remained indicatable and simply a minor person that no one would pay attention to. It was not a favorable life, to remain at the side as nothing, it was never by choice anyway. But this was her life and till the plans that had been engraved deep within her heart started to take form, that way it had to remain. Being

I can't run from here so, I decided to face it. As the night approached I went downstairs, the hall was empty no one was there. Where is everyone? I thought. That already looked so peculiar. I was hesitant to carry out my plan but I still gathered all my will and sneakily went outside. The storm had stopped and left puddles of water, the air was thicker and frightening. I could tell something is wrong. I slowly walked towards the backside and saw all the vehicles were parked. Where is everyone if the cars are here? I thought as I walked towards the mansion while ducking down and hid behind the wall on the side of a mansion. I was looking for windows just then I heard the sound of a frightene

Not because you are so sure a dreambender was calling you, it was true. Get over him! He was not worth it! She stepped back. This is nonsense. She won't waste her time anymore thinking about that man. "I'm sorry. It was a mistake." "Who are you? Have we met before?" She laughed. "If this is your way of asking for my name, I am sorry. I do not talk to strangers." But you’re talking to a man, a complete stranger in your dream? Beside you is a vampire who is only one minute away from jumping at the man. What’s the difference, Terah?

Linda warned. " Yes, I won't ". She replied and they continued with what they were doing. ********** Later in the night, Maya was having a nightmare, as she kept tossing her head. She dreamt of being tied to a chair in a dark room and her mouth was tied up, she tried screaming and calling for help, but she couldn't. Then someone appeared in front of her holding a knife. " You ruined my life and I will make sure I kill you!". The Strange voice said angrily, she raised the knife and tried stabbing her in her tummy.

" 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.

People talk about how they wanna go to heaven or how somebody will go to hell for their sins but for me, this life was both heaven and hell. It was heaven when Gurans was with me and now it's a hell that she isn't with me. I continued to ignore her and she left getting tired of my ignorance. As soon as she left there was another knock on the door. It was Sanskrit. I looked at him waiting for him to speak and he came inside. "Hey bro," he said. I didn't reply. "There is a problem," he hesitated. "Some vampires were trafficking humans..." "You know what to do," I replied not letting him finish.

She took several deep breaths. "Are you sure you want to enter? If you're too scared, we can come another time," said Sam, who was aware of his wife's strange behavior. “Do you think there will be real zombies hiding in there waiting for us to let our guard down and eventually eat us?” Luna asked ridiculously. Sam was stunned to hear the girl's strange words. “There's no such thing as zombies in this world, Luna! There isn't any! If there was one, it would have been exterminated! Do you know how sophisticated the war equipment the big countries in the world have? Don't make it up!”

"I thought you should know, Amelia hasn't been answering my calls, and there have been some strangers at the house." Emma's concern grew as she listened. Strangers at her mother's house? What could be happening? She knew she couldn't face this situation alone, so she hurriedly made her way towards the building, her pink heels clicking against the concrete with determination. Curiosity gnawed at her as she pressed Rebecca for more details. "Tell me, who are these strangers?" Rebecca's voice quivered slightly. "A couple of days ago, I received a call from a government agency. A man named Lee spoke to me and said that a Maxwell West would be visiting."