The Familiar Stranger Novels & Stories

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” “Hey, stranger. Although you turned me and my buddy down last night and made us sleep in our car in the middle of nowhere, I’m back here to say you’re beautiful and I can’t keep my mind off you. Do you get?” “Piss off,” Irene says, anger coating her voice. Obviously not moved by whatever the stranger with a oddly familiar voice is saying. This time, the voice isn’t Derek’s. But I’m sure I’ve heard it somewhere before.

He seemed almost indifferent to whether Noah believed him. Which made him harder to read. "Then why are you here?" The stranger glanced down the tracks. "As a courtesy." "From who?" The answer came immediately. "Jasper." --- Noah felt something tighten in his chest. The man noticed. "That reaction is becoming very common lately." "You knew him." "Yes." "How well?" The stranger looked thoughtful. Then answered. "Well enough to dislike him." That wasn't the answer Noah expected. Apparently the stranger knew it. "Most people assume admiration when someone remains loyal after death."

A foolish gesture," the stranger murmured, his voice deceptively soft. He released Bill, who collapsed on the ground, clutching his shattered wrist, tears streaming down his face. "What....what do you want," The others stumbled back, fear twisting their features into grotesque masks. They were hardened men, men who had stared death in the face countless times, but this stranger, this beautiful wraith from the woods, had them quaking in their boots. Who the fuck was this?, yet strangely his face looked familiar.

“You think it’ll reach out?” “I don’t think,” she said. “I know.” He moved to stand beside her. “You’re the blueprint.” She nodded slowly. “And that means it won’t disappear. It’ll come looking for what created it.” “Which is?” She met his eyes. “Me.” Final Scene – Unknown Location Somewhere in a crowded city, in a dim café filled with laughter and music, a stranger sat by the window. He looked ordinary—brown hair, tired eyes, quiet demeanor. A book in one hand. Coffee in the other.

‎ ‎The furniture was near and cold, like it was placed to be look at. ‎ ‎A stranger was sitting on a chair, closer to my bed. Leaning on the chair as if he owns the hotel. He was watching me and relaxing in a way that made my heart beat faster. ‎ ‎He looked awake. ‎ ‎Too awake. ‎Like he was waiting for me to wake up. ‎ ‎" who are you" I ask my voice being low. ‎ ‎He raised his eyebrows sightly, you don't remember. ‎ ‎I swallowed and pushed myself up, they movement sent headache to my head and body pain to my body. My body felt sore in a strange way, the memories of yesterday's sex came rushing in my head.

Hayes opened the file. A photograph appeared. Lucas stared at the screen. Something about the face was strangely familiar. He couldn't explain why. He had never seen this person before. At least... He didn't think he had. Eric noticed his reaction. "Lucas?" Lucas slowly shook his head. "I don't know him." The stranger studied the photograph. Then his expression changed. "Wait." He leaned closer. "That's impossible." Hayes looked at him. "You recognize him?" The stranger didn't answer immediately.

I have my medicine with me. Don't you worry. I'll only leave once I take my granddaughter-in-law home. With that, she hung up and handed the phone back to Ruby. There. All settled. You know, you're speechless. Grandma, won't your family be worried? No, it's all taken care of. I'll be here with you. Matilda waved her off. Ruby blinked at her in disbelief. Seriously. What kind of family dumps their sick grandmother on a complete stranger? Ruby was about to call back when a notification popped up.

James then turn to Morgan “do you know this man by chance because he clearly followed you all the way here I’m sure you’re the one he wants Morgan I have no idea who this man is and besides we can’t see his face and the voice I do not recognize James we should have called the cops when I initially told you he clearly doesn’t seem like your coworker now does he Morgan I’m sorry James but I had no idea this this is how it would turn out The stranger began to laugh hysterically interrupting James and Morgan’s conversation and then turn to James to ask him a question Stranger would you consider yourself to be a good man James James-“ what the hell are you talking about why are you making it seem

Her worst day turned out to be the best day so far. "Glad to have you back, you have no idea what your precious daughter had gone through without you." She said emotionally and sniffed back her tears because she didn't want to cry, if there is anything she should do, it will be dancing for joy. Her mother smiled at what Peter said with so much joy in her eyes, he had explained to her why he couldn't come to them at first. He found out about Stephen's plot and later found out about Lucian's as well. So to keep them safe, he decided to do all he can to make sure the two men paid for their evil deeds. It was while on this he ran into Frederick, he was the Familiar Stran

“Are you new to the area?” The latter shook his head, “Kind of? I lived here before.” He replied timidly, indicating that he did not want to continue the conversation, but the stranger acted as if he had missed the indication and continued to interrogate him. “Oh, really? What’s your name? I haven’t seen you before.” The familiarity of the stranger’s voice and look drew Jax’s attention, as if they had previously conversed, but it seems odd because he would recognize someone if they had met. His memory isn’t great, but it’s not terrible.