Strangers Stories Novels & Stories

Strangers With Benefits . Written by Pink-Butterfly . Episode 35: Who tops ? . Nathan was pretty much fuming as he stomped up the stairs to his house to slam the door open, kicking his shoes off and throwing his bag on the floor next to them. His furrowed eyebrows twitched when he noticed an unfamiliar pair of shoes next to his mother's. If his mood had been rotten before, this sudden stranger's visit was certainly not helping. The smell of lamb skewers though, did.

Ethan's story was indeed trending, with more and more viewers flooding into the stream. Watching Ethan kneeling on the ground, sobbing as he called out Isabella's name, many people began to understand— [What's happening? Isn't that Ethan Cross? What's he doing? From what he's shouting, it sounds like he's looking for someone?] [Isabella? Isn't that his wife? I remember they were very much in love. His wife had health problems and was in a coma for years, but he never left her side, right?] [You guys are behind on the news. I work at an auction house—recently Mrs. Cross sold a lot of things. I heard they got divorced!]

Hbu? Stranger: from England. Me: wow. So u like Gage Stockholm? Stranger: not much. Why? Lol Me: but you typed it in your interests Stranger: damn. I just noticed that. Lol. I think my friends placed that there. isn't it late in NYC rn? Me: oh. it is. 4AM. Stranger: not going to bed, aren't we? Me: in a bit. what brings u in Omegle?

claws, and fangs. The air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat, and the sound of screams and snarls filled the air. Our pack's warriors fought valiantly, taking down the masked strangers one by one. But the strangers seemed endless, and they kept coming at us with a ferocity that was both impressive and terrifying. Despite being outnumbered, our warriors held their ground, fighting with every ounce of strength they had. I saw one of our warriors, a young woman named Akira, take down three strangers with swift kicks and slashes of her claws. Another warrior, named Thane, used his massive strength to overpower several strangers, sending them flying across the battlefield. As the fight

It was quiet, almost sacred, with sunlight streaming through the large windows and rows of books inviting me to lose myself in their worlds. I wandered through the aisles aimlessly until I stumbled across a section on business biographies. My fingers hovered over the spines until I spotted one that looked familiar: Against All Odds: The Rise of Evan Bennett. I pulled the book from the shelf, my heart racing. I hadn't known a biography about him existed. The cover featured a candid photo of Evan, his piercing eyes staring directly at the camera.

A few heartbeats later, she stepped away from him and realized that her audience had left. “That wasn’t so bad after all,” Ellen said, turning back to face the handsome stranger in front of her. The events of the last few minutes had sobered her up a bit. The handsome stranger looked stunned as he stared at her. His face was hardened in anger, and stepping towards her, he raised up his right hand.

“Stranger?” a reporter asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. The room buzzed with anticipation. Kiara could hear everyone gasping and wondering as they looked at her unblinkingly for the truth. “Yes, a stranger. He doesn’t even know who was his wife while he was forced at gunpoint to marry the girl!” Another revelation escaped out of her moths, causing the entire room to buzz with coherent whispers. “He has just taken a little help from a stranger and that proved to be his biggest mistake. That one help led him to a forced wedding the next morning.” She said, remembering the night as her eyes turned dim. It was all that fateful night’s help that twisted their lives forever.

Something warm and terrifying and new. I'm starting to feel something for this man I barely know. This stranger who doesn't ask for anything, who doesn't make me feel small, who looks at me like I'm whole instead of broken. And that terrifies me more than Bryan’s betrayal ever did. Because caring again means risking everything all over again. And I don't know if I'm strong enough to survive another ending.

If this man right here got killed after I left, my underwear would be one of the reason I would be a prime suspect. Fucking a stranger and losing an underwear. Damn it.

“I know something is off. That’s not Laurel upstairs. Her mannerisms are all wrong. Her habits. Her eyes. The handwriting style on Morel's school note last week did not resemble Laurel's handwriting. I squeezed the stair railing harder while my blood turned to ice. Dr. Shawty urged me to lower my voice while scanning the area quickly. You may be correct but you shouldn’t accuse people like that. It’s more complicated than you think.” My legs trembled. He was going to tell her. He was about to expose me! “Complicated?” Lillian scoffed. “My son’s been living with a stranger! My grandson addresses a woman as ‘Mommy’ whom he just met and who remains unaware of his bedtime schedule. I couldn’t li