Strangers Stories Novels & Stories

The Man Without a Story The stranger stared at his hands. “What am I now?” Sophia approached. “You tell us.” He looked at her. “I don’t have a story.” Sophia smiled. “Then write one.” He laughed bitterly. “I don’t know how.” Liora stepped forward. “Neither did I.” He looked at her. “Who are you?” “Someone who used to be a possibility.” She extended her hand. “Now I’m a person.” The stranger stared at her hand.

********** A week later, Maya fell into labor and was rushed to the hospital, she had her babies safely; two girls and a boy, it was a great joy in the Williams household, and a little party was made to welcome them home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A year later, Maya wrote a book about her and Jayden and everyone involved in it and it was named " A NIGHT WITH A STRANGER". The story was published and sold all over the country and it became the top ten in the world, everyone who came across the story fell in love with it and wished to have an amazing story like her. She became the best story writer and won many awards and she was invited to different occasions. Her dream finally came to pass.

“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.”

Moreover, in his story, they came from a fairly large country although he did not clearly know where that country was. "No need." Arthur took a breath. "As long as they don't interfere with our lives, we don't need to know where they come from. Because sometimes, we don't know how hard they've covered up their previous lives and how hard they've tried to be who they are now. We work with them professionally, no need to know their background. You remember, Floyd taught me that." Wilson heard that and nodded quickly. Yes, they could be close, but for starters it was better to be safe.

Lorenzo asked rhetorically as he relaxed his back on his chair before clearing his throat to continue his speech. "This was a new venture for me a few years ago. It was something I stumbled upon because a friend of mine had a sister. You don't need to know all the details but the sister needed money badly. She didn't come from wealth and the only thing she felt she had to bargain for was with her virginity. To cut the story short, she put it on the internet, got a good price for it and went through the entire ordeal." "She never lived past that night." Lorenzo said, staring into Ricco's deep blue eyes and continued with the narration.

And how did they manage to survive against such overwhelming odds? The stranger pauses, his gaze drifting into the depths of the fire as he recalls the memories of the past. "Your grandparents were forced to flee," he says, his voice tinged with sadness. "They went into hiding, hoping to find refuge in a world that was not their own." Taylor listens intently as the stranger paints a picture of her grandparents' struggle to build a life together in the face of adversity. She can't help but feel a sense of admiration for them, a deep respect for the sacrifices they made to ensure their love stood the test of time.

“S-S-Sam...” That’s right, before I fainted and completely lost my consciousness, he revealed everything about who I really am... But, I am confused how those impossible things can happen in the life of an ordinary person like me. The story of my life is remarkably horrible, it seems like a lot of mess is happening. It's exhausting. Never in my life did it entered my mind that Sam, Liam, Noah, and his Dad… They have been a part of my life. We have been connected for a long time.

I couldn't believe my eyes. I stood transfixed at that point staring at them, wide-eyed. I had only seen a naked woman once in my life and that was when I mistakenly barged into my mum's room. So basically the only naked woman I had seen was my mum. I was shivering as I stared at those strippers doing lots of dirty moves. I could hear people screaming 'Ella'. There was a particular stripper who was at the front so I deemed she was the Ella people were calling. She was very beautiful with a killer curvy shape. Her moves were salacious and lascivious. She had a very beautiful body and I couldn't take my eyes off her.

I give Kas’s hand a squeeze as we listen to Hannah tell her story about being pulled out of school to work in the packhouse kitchen. She doesn’t know if she was being paid or not. She talked about Randall letting a stranger take her down to the basement, and the promise of money so her parents could leave the pack. Then she tells them about the woman who looked like Kas appearing from a portal and the fight that ensued that resulted in the stranger’s death before the woman disappeared.

I slept with a stranger, thinking it was Fred? ‘Oh jeez! Sophia, what have you done?’ I felt a sharp pain in between my thighs as I dressed up quickly. I fled the room before the man woke up from his sleep. *************** “Where the hell have you been? We were worried sick!” Sam yelled, their eyes widened as they saw me. “You said you wanted to be left alone, Sophy. How could you disappear without informing us?” Kelly added. “I think I slept with a stranger.” I confessed, scratching the back of my neck as I collapsed on the couch.