Two Perfect Strangers Novels & Stories

Ty asks, his voice ever bringing peace and control to ever chaotic world makes me sigh and lean more into hus bist. "Perfect" I say. There's now a low growl, emitting from him but it's gone the next second a he smiles at the twins and a Dana who is staring at him like God had dropped from the sky "Hello" The twins immediately begin saying random things I don't understand to him and Dana has her usual sickenly too sweet face on that could cause real diarrhea to someone at him till I say "You don't belong here" The charger stops as they all have me.

Then, she found herself in El Paraiso, a small town with breathtaking beauty. El Paraiso was ruled by the Saldieguez, from politics to business. Her path crossed to the CEO of Nirvana Hotel and the youngest of Saldieguez named Luther. In Paradise Club, where all fantasies happened, the two of them had an agreement—to be “Strangers with Benefits”. With Eura being a brokenhearted widow and Luther as a troublesome playboy CEO, will things work between the both of them? Will the “Strangers with Benefits” contract between them work? Because the both of them know, at the end of the day . . . they’re just strangers to each other.

Suddenly Allen's cell phone rang indicating there was an incoming message and it turned out to be from Zeyn. My Perfect Husband : Honey, you're ready, huh. Later, we will check your content and take a walk so you don't get bored at home. Allen smiled reading the message, even at work, Zeyn was still thinking about Allen. Zeyn is the perfect husband. Without waiting, Allen immediately replied to the message saying that he would get ready. And without lingering, Allen immediately went to the bathroom, he didn't want Zeyn to wait for him a long time later, especially since Zeyn was tired of working.

she rants but I just kissed her and she smiled. We might fight, she might not admit to what I want to hear but it doesn’t change the fact that we are perfect for each other. The end.

Like, life or death serious. When we reach the front I smile at the receptionist and she smiles back, waiting for our names. "Lyra Mae Miracle, Elena Cobalt, Jackson Carter, and Maxwell Imlay." She smiles once more and hands us our schedules. Immediately, Elena grabs everyone's and her face brightens. "We all have English together!" she exclaims. "All of us?" I ask, surprised. That doesn't ever happen. Like, ever. This is rigged. Something is pulling at the strings.

he said and shut the door slowly behind him. He took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number. “What?” The voice on the other end snapped at him. “She is awake” he said. He heard their breath catch for a long 2 seconds then the connection disconnected. He shrugged again. He was done with this shitty drama.

“Perfect Lover?” I nodded, leaning slightly against the chair across from him. “It’s silly, I know. But the story behind them is kind of sweet. The idea is that if two people are perfectly synchronized, in the same ‘time zone,’ they’ll never miss each other. But if they aren’t…” I gestured vaguely, feeling oddly self-conscious. “...well, it’s not anyone’s fault. They’re just living in different worlds. Different stages of life, different priorities. You can’t force that kind of timing.” He studied me for a moment, something unreadable in his dark eyes. “And you think the person I’m waiting for is in a different time zone?”

They stood together in silence, the only sound the soft hum of the elevator. The average figure's gaze locked onto the suitcase carried by the tall figure, his hand reaching out to claim it. But his attention was split. In that moment of distraction, his elbow jabbed back, connecting with the cup. The man's reflexes were quick but not quick enough. The coffee spilt, a dark arc splashing across Elena's gown mere inches from her breast.

I was praying that Jared didn’t find me so easily. “Hey stranger. Twice in one day. What a coincidence.” That voice.. it was so familiar but I knew it wasn’t Jared. I opened my eyes. It was Will. “Why on Earth was he here?!” This was just my luck. I looked up at him. His smile suddenly turned and he looked embarrassed.

I hadn't even fucking started. I smiled as I took a screen capture of a nice close up of Amber and Dave in flagrante delicto, as it were. Amber's legs were wide with Dave thrusting right between them. I liked this picture because it showed their faces, a little distorted as they reveled in fucking each other, but you could clearly see who they were. Of course, I had to make a few adjustments ... couldn't very well put this on a billboard with her tits showing like that.