Strangers Chapter One Novels & Stories

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.

Even through the storm, I can tell. But Damon still doesn’t lower his guard. If anything, he becomes more alert. And that only means one thing— They are not from this pack. One of the strangers steps farther into view. Tall. Broad. A scar cuts across his jawline as rain pours down his face. His eyes land on Damon first. Then flick toward me. Recognition flashes there immediately. “Well,” the stranger drawls slowly, “this is interesting.” Damon’s arm tightens fractionally around my waist.

"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."

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

My headache was getting worse and worse as I struggled to recall what had happened. Slowly, fragments of what transpired the day before began to resurface in my mind. Immediately after Brix dumped me, and I saw him banging another woman, I went to a bar and drank, and to my surprise... When I realized what had happened between the stranger in bed and me, I was shocked and horrified. "I had sex with a complete stranger!" I disregarded the nagging voice in my head that appeared like it was saying something "What a fool! In bed with a naked man, why do you think you're naked?"

Is that even possible? “What? What do you mean Doctor? How is that even possible? I only have one son,” Mr. James Queen voiced out immediately. “Yeah, what rubbish results is this? How does the stranger have a better match to my father than myself? I am sure you must have mixed things up back in the lab.” Jimmy two yelled.

I am a good distance away from home, and I am with a stranger. "Are you okay, Clara?" he asks me with a confused look on his face. The last thing I see is the stranger shaking me to wake up and the terrified look in his eyes before everything goes black and silent.

Now the world felt like it had cracked open just slightly—enough to let something unfamiliar seep in. Crystal sat on the low stone wall near the marketplace, legs swinging back and forth as she watched the village buzz with activity. Drums echoed faintly from the square. Vendors shouted prices. Children ran past her in clouds of dust and laughter. And there he was again. The daddy stranger. He stood near the elders, tall and unmistakable, his presence commanding without him trying. His clothes were too clean for the village, his posture too straight. He listened more than he spoke, but when he did speak, people leaned in.

Then he dialed Ivy again. The automated voice responded. “The number you are trying to reach is not reachable.” Julian’s heart dropped. Not reachable? His mind started connecting terrible possibilities. A murder happened. Her phone is unreachable. She hasn’t come home. Could she be… Suddenly… there was movement at the far end of the street. Julian’s eyes caught the movement. Something moved in the shadows of a narrow alley. The figure seemed to be carrying and struggling with something heavy. He looked away immediately, pretending not to notice. He knew that whoever that was, wouldn't want to be seen, else he'll hunt whoever sees him.

And then, just as suddenly as they had begun, the dreams ceased, leaving the traveler alone in the darkness with nothing but the sound of his own heartbeat echoing in his ears. Chapter 4: The Enigmatic Stranger The next morning, the traveler awoke with a sense of unease gnawing at his insides. Determined to uncover the truth behind the city's mysteries, he set out to explore its labyrinthine streets, his senses on high alert for any sign of danger. As he wandered through the bustling marketplace, he caught sight of a figure lurking in the shadows—a hooded stranger with eyes that seemed to pierce straight through to his soul. Intrigued, the traveler approached the stranger, his heart pounding