Strangers On A Train นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Will there be a second date, though?” Emma shrugged. “We’ll see.” She looked at him. “So what do you have for me case-wise?” Camille rushed to the shelter, carrying Emily. There was a long line of people waiting outside. She swallowed, fearing she may not get a room. It wasn’t long until she was proven right as the doors were closed. She sighed and walked away with her daughter. Typically, they would find a semi-private place to sleep in, but she never felt safe those nights. She thought about it for a moment and realized she didn’t feel safe most nights. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the address she’d been given. All her upbringing had taught her not to trust strangers, but sh

She thanked every one of them when they finished, voice hoarse but steady, always looking at me for the next instruction. By the time the train began to slow for our stop the cubicle smelled of sex and sweat. I cleaned her face roughly with paper towels, pulled her skirt back down, and straightened her blouse as best I could. The collar stayed hidden under the scarf. Raven and Ash slipped out first. The last of the strangers followed. We stepped onto the platform with the rest of the passengers. Ava walked beside me in silence, thighs pressed together, fresh cum still sliding down her legs under the short denim skirt.

Then I saw why we'd gotten off the train in the middle of nowhere: the track ended—was destroyed, the metal rusty and twisted, the last wood planks in splinters. "As you can see," Cillian said, opening the back door for me, "the beasts of the Sun don't like efficient modes of transportation. Why your water-loving packmates side with them is beyond me. But," he continued with that too-wide smile, "we place that all behind with you… Gemma. Inside you go." I stepped forward hesitantly, glancing back at Gralyn and Hadley, who hadn't moved. "You're not coming?" Gralyn said, "Hell no," and hauled himself back onto the train as it was already chugging slowly backward.

I knitted my brow in confusion. Her eyes met mine, full of understanding. "This resort isn't just a luxurious escape for couples. On the surface, it's everything it appears to be—elegant, peaceful, and completely ordinary. But for those who know… it's something far more. Hidden beneath the surface is a whole other world, Scarlett. A world designed for couples like us. This place is a sanctuary for BDSM partners… a safe haven where doms and subs can explore their desires in complete privacy and safety."

I repeated that sentence in my head rolling my eyes. Srisha and Sanskrit were sweet and polite. I liked them instantly. I asked them if they would like to have breakfast and they said they already had breakfast with Ratna but the Devil refused to eat. Refused? but why? They seemed so in love with each other. I sat with them for like 10 minutes and already got to know how much they loved each other. They were not like those couples who were always over each other but the kind of couple who admire each other and you do too.

Anthony slumped down onto the cold steps, his whole body shaking like a leaf. Karina was pinned hard to the marble floor by two bodyguards, her gown scuffed to rags, her face a smear of tears and foundation, her shrill wailing setting the whole gallery ringing. Leon was just about to speak and hand down the punishment when a dark mass of black-clad figures suddenly surged up from below. The tread of leather shoes on the steps was heavy and even, as all twelve elders of the Perrone family made their entrance.

After they finished hearing the tips for maintaining a very young pregnancy, they immediately went from there to the basemant parking lot where Ellthan's car was parked, because if they were in the lobby area, they were afraid that journalists would chase after Aiora. "Why do you ask that?" Aiora asked looking at Ellthan who was staring at the ipad screen in his hand. "We'll fly to Sicily." Ellthan replied making Aiora look at him in disbelief. "Are you crazy Ell? You didn't talk to me about this first." Annoyed Aiora stares at Ellthan irritably. "Frank alerts Lucas, it's two hours away for Sicily." Ellthan ordered Frank, who was in the seat beside the wheel.

Divine sensed the depth of his feelings and the strong family bond that tied them together. As the train's wheels continued their rhythmic song, the cabin became a place of shared stories and deep connections. Sarah and Divine, strangers turned friends, were bound by more than just their circumstances. They were united by the tapestry of their pasts, woven with threads of resilience, hope, and the power of unexpected connections.

CHAPTER 1: STRANGER AFTER STRANGER (TW: DUBCON, PUBLIC GROPING) The 7:42 train is always packed but today it's something else entirely, bodies crushed together so tight I can feel the buttons of the man in front of me pressing through my blouse, can smell the perfume of the woman beside me mixing with coffee breath and sweat and the metallic tang of the rails under us.

“You must be seeing things. It’s impossible.” “Maybe there is something wrong with my eyes.” The train driver also did not believe that such things would happen. He had been working on this job for years, but he had never encountered such a thing. If they had stumbled across it for real, this hard-to-believe incident was not much different from coming across a paranormal event. The whole train continued forward, all the way toward Chiang Rai City. Tyr and the rest sat on top of the train’s last wagon and enjoyed the scenery along the way.