Strangers In A Strange Land Book Novels & Stories

“This is not about him. This is about our sisterly relationship.” “Then you’ve got nothing to worry about. I’m the one who slept with a stranger and refused to take a morning-after pill. And that wasn’t on purpose. I had slept with Zion a couple of times and I didn’t get pregnant. I thought I wasn’t a very fertile lady so a night with a stranger without protection was probably nothing. But it’s cool. I can’t imagine living a life without Ryan in it. He is my greatest blessing of all.” “The stranger’s sperm was definitely stronger than Zion’s own.”

When I spent almost few minutes reading the first few pages, I heard footsteps coming, so I assumed it was my Roz or Lexy, so I said, “this book is really amazing, I didn’t know that there was someone was really suffered from extreme extroversion. It says here that this man had no social interaction and had no social life. Oh, I could not imagine his life.” When I turned my gaze unto them, I was shocked because I was literally talking not to my friends but to stranger.

She looked at Nora and Kael as if they were total strangers. ​"Can I help you find a book?" Mia asked, her voice sweet and hollow. "We just got a new shipment of 'Billionaire Sci-Fi'." ​Nora’s heart stopped. The "Hard Reboot" hadn't saved them. It had Fragmented them into a world where their enemies were their neighbors and their family were strangers.

Liana's fingers brushed against the stranger's hand as they both reached for the same book. A strange warmth surged through her body, followed by a brief flash of blue light that disappeared before either of them could react. She quickly pulled her hand away. "I'm... I'm sorry," she said, lowering her gaze as she gathered the remaining books. The young man stared at her in silence. His sapphire-blue eyes were filled with confusion, almost as if he had seen something impossible. He had felt it too.

He has a melancholic look on his waxen face. "Finding my magic star? The title is very interesting, don't you think?" the lad said in boredom, his eyes is fixed on the front page of the book. "But nothing in it can help you find your magic star. The book is full of nonsensical shitty metaphors!" He gazed up at the girls, and continued, "It doesn't even show you who the author is, there is no preface, not even contents. Don't believe in anything that has 'magic' in it dears." "Hey!" Louisa interrupted, scowling at the stranger. "It doesn't mean if you didn't understand a thing, you should say bad things about the book. Give me that!"

Lora's mother had fled after giving birth to her daughter. She lifted the brick in the north corner of the room as she emptied the dungeon more carefully. "What is this book?" she inquired. The book was dusty, and the gold was almost faded, almost bronze. The title of the book was Life of the Witch. The book is about wizards and their interactions with the outer world. Lora read the book, sentence by sentence. A strange planet, yet she wished to visit it. The pages depicted a pleasant and quiet way of life. She saw herself growing up, her body perfect, producing beautiful curves with no scars, bruises, or blood flow in the corners of her lips.

I mean, I was an amateur writer and I was just writing crap. Sweet Stranger is a book I wrote based on my real life love-tale. It dives into the life of a young woman, Carly, who fell insanely inlove for a sweet stranger, Ramsey, who turned out to be the enemy that murdered her father. Though the book receives a lot of backlash, I must say it is one of the books that has gotten mind-blowing recognition and gotten millions of reads on GoodNovel. I never expected that honestly. I hear a loud knock on the door.

Then the screen turns on, revealing a white background that had a lot of static. Red purses her lips. “Red…” She hears her name come from the computer. It was an unfamiliar voice. “What… is happening?” The computer releases a garbled sentence. Red could only pick up one word from the messy sounds. “... Stennex…” Stennex? Red didn’t know what Stennex was but she could look it up. She memorizes the word and swears to search for it later. Right now, she wanted to find out what was happening. Slowly, Red approaches the computer.

— A Stranger By the time I was done reading, tears had built in my eyes. How could a stranger be so good with words? Why did he have to leave this letter behind and write it so perfectly, it felt like I am actually cared for. I wiped my eyes as the tears threatened to stream down my face. I couldn't feel this much emotions for a stranger whose plan was to use me as a human incubator. I shut my eyes to take a hold of myself.