Strangers Chapter 2 Novels & Stories

“That’s nice. But I should really—” “Wait.” His voice was firm, commanding enough to still my steps. “What’s your name?” “I don’t tell my name to strangers,” I muttered, turning away. But before I could move, his hand caught my arm. Startled, my feet tangled beneath me. I stumbled, bracing for the cold floor—but instead I collided with something hard, warm. My heartbeat roared in my ears.

" 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.

Layla collapsed to the ground, clutching her head and screaming, "Stop filming!" Lucas' face went pale. He trembled uncontrollably, unable to say a word.

“What are you—” “You left,” Rigel cut in, stepping forward, his voice shaking. “You left in the middle of the night. You didn’t even say goodbye.” Daniel’s heart pounded. Rigel’s gaze darted between him and the stranger. He took another step forward. “Who is this?” he demanded. “Ah.” The stranger’s lips curled into a smirk. “The lover.” Daniel flinched. Rigel’s eyes sharpened. “What the hell is going on?” The stranger sighed dramatically. “Poor thing. You really don’t understand, do you?” They glanced at Daniel. “Tell him.”

The recognition brought a smile to my face as I seized the night in hedonistic passion. In the blink of an eye, we'd arrived at someone's home. I assumed the driver. With no more than a light in the kitchen to cast a glow in the living room, both men set out to devour me. It quickly became evident, this was not a first. They worked in tandem, one in front, the other behind. Oddly, there was nothing rough or awkward about any of it. The straps fell from my shoulders as Right nipped kisses on my neck. My breasts were completely exposed when the dress fell to my waist where Left had his hands on my thighs, raising my skirt to explore beneath my thong.

“I know something is off. That’s not Laurel upstairs. Her mannerisms are all wrong. Her habits. Her eyes. The handwriting style on Morel's school note last week did not resemble Laurel's handwriting. I squeezed the stair railing harder while my blood turned to ice. Dr. Shawty urged me to lower my voice while scanning the area quickly. You may be correct but you shouldn’t accuse people like that. It’s more complicated than you think.” My legs trembled. He was going to tell her. He was about to expose me! “Complicated?” Lillian scoffed. “My son’s been living with a stranger! My grandson addresses a woman as ‘Mommy’ whom he just met and who remains unaware of his bedtime schedule. I couldn’t li

"Why do I feel like I am being interrogated so early in the morning?" I pursed my lips before murmuring. "Sorry." He sighed. "Okay, first and foremost, I'm not going to say any details about me because you're a stranger and at the same time, I'm also a stranger to you." He said, a matter-of-factly. "Didn't your parents told you to not speak to strangers?' He said the word 'stranger' three times in that sentence. I didn't say anything. We just resume our walking while I was willowing myself in embarrassment. It made me realized that I had just disobeyed one of my mother's lectures.

Ben remembered all of his men, the gangsters seemed to understand the message conveyed by their leader, they rushed back to scatter, searched every corner of the small settlements, and kept monitoring Jake's face and also Luna's they had to find. When they were examining all sides of the small villages, one of the gangsters found Luna and Jake coming out of a small obstetric clinic which was located in a remote area and was also in a small village. Instantly the man wrinkled his forehead, trying to focus his vision, if what he saw before his eyes that time was right, and not wrong. He made sure that it was Jake and also Luna, the man who embraced Luna's body to get into the car. “That's righ

On their wedding day, right as Elena Emerton and Kyle Fenton were about to exchange rings, a woman rushed Kyle with a knife. Elena moved on instinct, throwing herself in front of Kyle. The blade sank into her chest, and she crumpled into Kyle's arms. As the woman was dragged away, she screamed, "Kyle Fenton, we're not done! How dare you get married?" That was when Elena recognized her. Allison Smyth. Kyle's sworn enemy for the past six years. Before anyone could react, Allison broke free and held the knife to her throat. "Kyle, I'm tired. Let's end this." Kyle's eyes went wide. He dropped Elena and rushed to Allison, catching the blade with his bare hand. Elena hit the floor hard.

That was just sex! Her head was full of a lot of thoughts. She knew that she’s a broken shit. She was damaged beyond repair. A lady who was emotionally and mentally unstable. So, she can’t stay and commit to him or anybody else. She will just become a liability to someone. She doesn’t want that. She watched the scenery outside the taxi. The sun was rising. She saw it as a new beginning. A new day she needs to survive. She can’t help but think of the stranger. I’m sorry, Mr. Stranger. But I guess, it’s a goodbye. Apollo Justice