Strangers On A Train Novels & Stories

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“And one more thing—no more tricks. No trackers. No surveillance. No heroics. You follow instructions, or your wife starts losing pieces. Six hours. Instructions are coming.” The words landed like a gut punch. Luna’s bruised face from the earlier call flashed in his mind. “You touch her, and I’ll end you,” Grayson growled. “You’ll what?” the voice taunted. “You’re not in control anymore. You’re out of moves.” The line went dead. “Sarah, trace that call,” he said. She shook her head. “Seventeen relays. Singapore, Moscow, Bogotá… They’re rerouting faster than I can crack. Whoever they are, they’ve got resources we can’t touch.”

I wonder why he has to put out his claws. I looked outside the shop since it was just on the side of the road and I saw two cars that had collided; a white and a black and that's also caused another cars to stop and apparently gave them space. The black car backed off, the white one backed off too. But the black car was familiar to me. I stood up from crouching and ran over to Madame Hale. Siena followed me trembling with fear. "W-What's happening?" I looked ahead, and I just gasped when I saw Travis in the white car and Ross in the black car. The lenses of their cars in front were both broken and they rushed into each other at the same time. Both of their cars collided, and the Crystals cra

Passing Jennifer, she paused, her voice frosty as she said, "And you. Take a good look in the mirror and ask yourself if you're still fit to carry the Shaw name." With that, she led me away with determined steps. Jennifer looked like she had been gutted, her legs giving way as she stumbled back against the wall. Only when I settled into the backseat of the stretch limo, away from the clamor of the world outside, did I feel my knotted nerves begin to unwind. Noelle snuggled into Melanie's embrace, her little fingers playing with the brooch pinned to her chest. "Mommy, why did that mean lady call you Sis? Should I call her Aunt?"

She observed the other passengers with subtle precision; most of them were too engrossed in their phones or conversations to notice her, which was exactly what she wanted. The train started chugging and the rhythmic sound very soothing to the frayed nerves of Clara. She slowly exhaled letting herself sink into the anonymity of the moment, unassailed by cameras or guards or probing eyes. There were only the hundreds of strangers in the railway car who didn't know who she was or what she did.

Even on a normal day, it was far easier and faster to take the B-line train than drive in city traffic, and tonight the roads would be even more of a mess than usual. I saw our watcher on the other side of our train-car, past a crowd of festively dressed tourists. He was dressed simply in a pair of black camouflage pants and a t-shirt, which lay tight against his muscular frame. He wore a backpack and was pretending to read from an 80s horror paperback, the sort that always had leering skeletons and creepy children on the cover. I nudged Maddie, using the train's shaking to disguise my movement. I'm sure the others have been at this game long enough to see him, but I wanted to make sure tha

KENNA I woke up alone the next morning to bright sunlight glaring at me and my body tangled between the sheets. Memories of what I did last night came crashing down on me like a heavy wave. I had sex with a stranger. And not only that, but he didn't use protection. "What is wrong with me?" I asked myself in a murmur. I was incredibly careless last night. What if I got pregnant? No way, that couldn't happen. Not in a million years would it ever be possible for me to get pregnant from a one-night stand. I was just worried about nothing.

I had been filled with fear. However, this time, the corners of my lips curled up in a cold smirk. When Raymond saw my expression, he could not help but feel puzzled. Soon, we heard the sounds of quick footsteps closing in. Several people ran to the park. They were all dressed in black, and they wore caps and face masks. They almost blended into the night. The man in the lead rushed forward. He yanked Raymond off me and immediately threw a punch at him.

“What do you mean?” “I need something strong.” Melissa dropped her handbag on the arm of the couch and made her way into the kitchen with her stained blazer. She dumped the blazer into the washing machine, then went in search of the strongest drink they had in the fridge. Shutting the door of the fridge, Melissa came face to face with Emily. She sighed. “I bumped into him.” “Who?” Emily frowned. “I don’t know. I don’t know his name. The stranger.” “What stranger? Of course, we just moved to this city, everyone is a stranger.”

The company chose to rent a high-end bus just for this company outing; the bus was so luxurious that we could sleep during our journey. I was looking forward to this outing because I've been stressed ever since I discovered Brix was cheating on me, when I lost my virginity to a stranger only to discover that the man who took my virginity was my boss, and when my half-brother appeared in front of our house and eventually fell in love with my best friend. This outing would be ideal if Xavier didn't decide to join us. "Hi, Yesha! Relax a little. We're going to unwind, but you looked as if you were going to a wake," Angie remarked after noticing my expression.