Strangers Chapter 2 Novels & Stories

The wooden stairs split in half. Terah wouldn't like the scenery she will saw if she ever open her eyes today. The man tried for the second time, but Zachary already anticipated the act, and before the sword landed on his body, he let out a mighty blow. The man landed on the wall. He shrieked in pain, attempted to stand. Zachary went for the kill. After a couple of minutes, the fight was done—the three of the unknown strangers. Zachary checked the three for any identities but found none. No tattoos. They were merely assassins sent by someone to kill his sleeping mate. Whoever wanted his mate dead was giving an excellent impression. Upon remembering the woman, he rushed to her room only to fi

Hindi ko alam na sila pala iyong kumanta nang stranger. "Ano bang title?" ay letche! "'Yung stranger!" malakas kong sigaw na ikina-lingon saamin ng halos lahat. "Shuta ka! kahiya kang kasama!" nakita kong tumingin siya sa paligid at agad na pinamulahan ng mukha. "Pero gustong-gusto naman akong kasama," mahinang parinig ko sa kaniya. Nakita kong umirap lang siya at hinila na lang ako pataas. Gumagawa kami nang eskandalo dito!

Alex said, the smile on his face became wider when she looked away. “There isn't much to like here” There wasn't much to like in a place like this. Was it the nosy neighbors, who didn't like to mind their business. Or the glances of people here anytime She passed. She hated it here, but couldn't afford to move yet. She didn't have enough for the big move she wanted. With everything that had happened it had really set her back and she had to dig into her savings so she wouldn't lose the house when her mother was ill and now that her mother was gone she was stuck here and had nowhere to hide. The only person that wasn't all that nosy was Florence, but she was getting married and had moved to a

Chapter 78 The Edge of Control Quinton's POV Pain shot through my body as the stranger’s hand pressed down harder on my chest, pinning me to the ground. I growled, baring my teeth, but it was no use. Whoever this new threat was, they were stronger than anyone I’d ever faced. Fiona’s scream rang in my ears, but I couldn’t focus on her right now. I had to break free, had to fight. But the stranger’s strength was overwhelming, their eyes cold and calculating as they gazed down at me, almost amused by my struggle.

"You don't need to force yourself to tell me anything." "I made a really big mistake last night." Slowly, with her friend's empathy, she mustered the courage to confess what she did. It was indeed a mistake, but she could not deny the fact that it was her decision that caused it to happen. If she had not been impulsive last night, she would not have been in such a dilemma. "We all make mistakes, Vi. No matter what happens, I'll be here for you." Via hugged Cassie tighter, afraid that her friend would change once she heard what happened. "I slept with a stranger last night."

The weight of betrayal hung in the air as I awaited Abigail's response. Abigail's eyes met mine, and her struggle against the initial strangers momentarily halted. "No, I didn't bring them here. I don't know who they are," she asserted, her voice strained yet genuine. The desperation in her eyes mirrored my own sense of confusion. The strangers remained silent, their faces obscured by masks and shadows. The air crackled with tension as I searched for answers in their stoic expressions. Abigail and I found ourselves unwilling captives, caught in the crossfire of enigmatic forces converging in the small confines of the hut.

He roared at Brian. But I know he was talking to me, “We don’t need you in our life, I just came to tell you, that’s all!” I didn’t know where the strength and courage came from, so I shot at him and turned around to face the exit door. “Get out of my office you whore… you can open your leg for a stranger but you are angry when that same stranger calls you a thief, why did you sleep with me that night if you had no ulterior motion” he screamed at me.

I whispered, quietly wrapping their lifeless arms around my trembling body as tears streamed down my cheeks. “I’m home.” I suddenly heard the rustling of leaves behind me, and turned to see the stranger. He was leaning against a tree, and the bleeding seemed worse than ever. With my mind in shambles, my vision blurry, courtesy of my tears, I stumbled over to where he was. I grabbed his cloak, with a tenacity I didn't know I possessed. "What happened to my parents?" Chapter 2: Blood and Ruin Aurelia’s POV He didn't respond, stretching out his right arm towards me instead, just before falling to his knees. I caught him before the rest of his body could make impact with the ground and laid hi

Almost instinctively, I pulled out my phone and checked my browsing history for the video from last night. In it, the side profiles of the two elderly people were identical to the faces of my in-laws standing before me now. If the clip hadn't flashed by so quickly, I would have recognized them right away. And in other videos—those fleeting, fragmented moments—my wife, Cynthia Muller, appeared again and again, holding a child in her arms. The little boy called her "Mom" with intimate affection. Under a sky lit by fireworks, the man held her close and kissed her.

“Making you fix what you broke.” The pressure between us snapped suddenly— Like an invisible thread tightening. Pain shot through my chest. I gasped. The stranger flinched at the exact same moment. Our eyes widened simultaneously. The connection vanished just as quickly. But the echo of it remained. Sharp. Burning. Impossible. Caelum looked between us, alarm flashing across his face. “No,” he said under his breath. I stared at the stranger. “What was that?” For the first time since arriving He looked unsettled.