Novel & Cerita Strangers From Hell Character

••••CLUBHOUSE•••• Mia was serving some customers When someone pumped into her and the drinks spilled on the person's body. "Oh, my, am so sorry". she said trying to help the person wipe off the stain from his shirt. " Mia?"He called surprisedly and Mia raised her face to see who the person was, she stared awkwardly at him trying to remember the face, the young guy was perfect in shape with brown eyes, a perfect v-face, he looked handsome with his short sideways hair."Is me Justin, from college". he said and Mia gasped after remembering who he was. "Justin Charles?". she asked and he nodded." Oh, my gosh". she said happily and they hugged each other, after a while they pulled away from each o

It’s an awkward thing on me being worried too much to a woman whom I never met and known. “What the hell I’m doing. It’s an awkward thing on me being worried too much to a woman whom I never met and known in my life. Damn! Why would I waste my time helping a totally stranger woman.” He whispered and he stood up and was about to leave when a doctor came out from the room where the woman they helped was. “ Mr. Richard the woman you brought here is stabled now and out of danger. She is still unconscious due to the trauma she had been in her head. But don’t you worry I assure you that she will regain her consciousness within twenty four hours.” the doctor said.

She giggled at the thought. And Shean finally released the burning heat of lust throughout her being. There seems to be a mysterious and blazing emotion that motivates her to release her screaming desire. She raised one arm to his nape and quickly pulled the man against her. On tiptoed, she gently draws near her lips to the stranger, who was for a moment has hesitation.

"Why? See something you don't like?" I looked back down at the wire. The two figures were talking now. The man from our side turned slightly, the light hitting the side of his face. It wasn't Kai. It was one of my own lieutenants—a man Ezra had personally recruited last winter. But it was the stranger who made my blood turn to liquid nitrogen. The stranger turned, and even from this distance, I recognized the predatory, bored silhouette. Damien Stroud. "You motherfucker," I breathed.

Not like he can outrun a vampire. He could still hear Heli yelling his name. It made him think that Heli didn’t hear what he said. Just when he was about to yell again, the stranger had finally pulled him out of the crowd, letting him go as they stood near the entrance of the town. “What the hell are you doing here?” The stranger— a man taller than Akiro, almost the same height as Heli— spoke. He doesn’t sound malicious or angry, just confused. His dark brown eyebrows were furrowed as he looked at Akiro, waiting for his response.

His mouth, nose, and ears moved around his head and face like light through a kaleidoscope. Heppni finally got herself under control, wiping the tears from under her eyes. "Let me introduce you to the real Hellion. Or Hel as he's been called since the dawn of time. A literal chameleon who can take the shape of anything or anyone. The love of his life is the only person who can save him. As the eons pass, his magic grows more unstable. More devastating." "Why haven't you helped him?" Saint asked her. "He's your brother."

"What the fuck just happened?" Ingrid blinks. Her eyes are blue-white and aglow. Mine are hot gold. "I think we just bonded." "No shit," I gasp. There is applause. One slow clap. Another. My head snaps up. There's a person standing beside the archway. My blood runs cold. It isn't Corven. "Incredible," the stranger says. His face is hidden behind a black hood. "Two daughters of flame and dream. The veil's worst nightmare." I slowly rise, placing myself between Ingrid and the stranger.

The stranger leaned forward on his saddle horn, “Surly you’re joking. Have you been outside lately? A storm is blowing in from the west. I would be much obliged if you would let me have a quiet corner to bed down at least.” “That depends on what business brings you this way, friend.” Cain said. The stranger eyed both Knox and Cain while stroking his day old beard. After he finished evaluating them, he took a breath to speak, “I have been following a Diabolist. Do you boys know what a Diabolist is?” Cain acted offended, “We’re standing in an Earth Node. What do you think, Stranger?” “What does she look like?” Oren asked. “Blonde hair, average build, blue eyes and a dimpled smile. She is very

Luna and Grayson turned to face the small gathering as Helena stood, prepared to give a toast. "I'm not good at emotional speeches," Helena began, "but Luna and Grayson have inspired me to try. Six months ago, we were strangers brought together by tragedy and secrets. Luna had just discovered she had sisters. Grayson was uncovering the truth about his family's crimes. I was consumed with revenge."

Anisel released his grip and so did I. “He has to be right. I saw two people walking around here before. It has to be them.” The stranger said. I wanted to ask questions until I studied Anisel’s face as he focused on the conversation. Something was up. “Those bastards have been dodging me for years. It’s time to finish what they have started. Either pay me 20,000£ or get the crown. Plain and simple.” Anisel makes an unrecognizable sound. He was scaring me like he knew what they were referring to. I cling to his arm not knowing what to do. He sensed my fear and held me to calm my nerves. With a sigh, we continue to listen.