Synonym For Strangers Novels & Stories

"Anna, why not look at the bright side of things... It's kinda like a good thing too" "H-how?" "Having sex with a stranger can be good too.. like you don't need to walk past each other in the corridor or bumped into each other in the neighborhood.... There won't be any awkwardness between you two" I explained to her gently. "Why?" "Because you are both strangers... who knows he might have forgotten your face by now!" Anna thinks about it and a small smile crept into her face. "Yeah! You are right... Why didn't I think of that?" She exclaimed.

“I think we have another definition of a stranger. How if you relearn how to read from the elementary book? I believe, we might have a similar perception of “strangers” Arissa replied with a cynical tone in her voice. “Nope… nope…” He shook his head and smile amusedly. “My families are strangers for you. My girlfriends. My best buddies are strangers to you because you don’t know them before and you have no idea who they are. The same thing goes with you. Your family, let’s say… how if your mother or father visit you someday and you’re not at home? Will I open the door for them?” “Of course not… isn’t it?”

I paused which stretched too long. I forced a small smile. “Occupational hazard, I guess.” But he didn’t smile back. Instead he leaned forward slightly. “Strange." He murmured. My pulse quickened. “What is so strange in it ? Many people do it .” “ I don’t know why it feels… familiar. Like I have seen it before .” The word hit harder than it should have. I tightened my grip on the cup. “Maybe you’ve seen it somewhere,” I said lightly. “People have habits.”

he countered, his amusement evident in his tone. This time, I couldn't help but laugh at his response. "I mean... seriously. You can confide in a stranger, share your burdens, and then they'll be gone, moving on with their lives without a second thought. If trust is your concern, a stranger can hardly gossip about someone they barely know. And I'm definitely not a bad stranger, I don't gossip." I chuckled in response.

Beach inquired. "Ali and I found some strays-" "Strays?" Beach asked, confused. That was a term rarely used on the Outcasts since they never crossed the borderlines and got into the city but if ever they did then they were considered Strays and killed on sight. But, why Sage seemed concerned about these Strays beats him. Sage read his thoughts and she quickly shook her head and began speaking again. "They aren't Outcasts but visitors in the city who had flaws."

he replied. "Maybe you're not , but you and my problems are similar , you both just don't seem to go away!" I retorted. "You can talk to me " he said calmly and I scoffed. "Tell my problems to a total stranger and appear weak ?!, Thank you I'll pass" "Strangers are the best kind of people to talk to , because after today you won't be seeing me again " he replied. "You're very intrusive, you know that?!" I replied.

My princess couldn’t bear her brother’s gloominess, so she comforted him. “He is an outsider, Ashton. Mommy says that we shouldn’t talk to strangers.” The terms ‘outsider’ and ‘stranger’ used for us didn’t sit well with Blitzer’s gentle nature, he howled in agony. “These are our pups. Go and tell them, idiot human. I want to hug my kids.”

I stated bluntly. " Oh!! but you could ask a stranger for help when you got knocked down by the storm". Colin fought back. " Well I don't need to specify between a stranger or a friend when asking for help" I replied. " And besides we do sleep on the same bed and cuddle when we were together "

LYDIA POV “We are not strangers,” the girl said immediately. I blinked. She had walked into my hospital room with her brother, both of them staring at me like I had just personally offended them. I looked between the two of them. “Okay.” she continued, pointing at herself with the confidence of someone presenting evidence in court. “According to Oxford’s dictionary definition, a stranger is a person you do not know. And technically, we are no strangers to you, you know? We’ve been around you for at least twelve hours, and you know our names, right?”

********** 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.