Virtual Strangers Novel Novels & Stories

It was their first night together. The night Clarita came four times. She had never felt pleasure this deep before. Never. Not even with her husband, Turk Howells, who had abandoned her twelve years ago with the children. He had claimed she was not romantic and not good in bed. She searched for him for years but never found him. Turk was still somewhere in town, too ashamed to return. Clarita was a billionaire now, far beyond the woman he once left behind. “You’re good, Kelvin,” she said.

Didn't know I was going to explain to her. "Ava, did you hear me?" she said when she realized that I was lost. "Oh yeah, I heard all you said," I replied with a smile. She was like the only family I had. I needed to let her know what was going on. "I am getting married soon to a stranger," I said in a cold and calm voice "What? Why are your parents so heartless?" she said angrily, knowing fully well that my parents were the ones who arranged the marriage. Just then, Clara Wilson walked in. "Oh! You are here telling people about your useless life."

Like disguising myself as a man just to land a job in his company. Now the same stranger from that night keeps showing up… touching me like he owns me… making me feel things I shouldn’t. Things that burn. Things that terrify me. Oh, and did I mention my new boss? Yeah, we hate each other. At least, that’s what we keep telling ourselves. Will something crazy happen between us ************* Chapter 1 Serene’s Pov

June Two days and twelve hours. That's how long it's been since I did the thing I said I'll never do. Again which is: sleep with a stranger. It's hard getting 'em off your mind when you're done with 'em. I try not to think about it, I just shove it down where all my bad decisions lives. Rent-free. Because, I am here now... In front of my dream company — The building is so tall, it feels like it’s leaning over me.

The fact that the perfect stranger is following with sobbing nods, tells me this is not the first dangerous situation she’s been in. Chapter 1.25 How Many Zeros - Rourke

I always send them away, but occasionally when the s*x was so good, I’d forget myself and just sleep off. The only problem here was this naked stranger kept screaming that I was in her room. That’s not possible… or so I thought until I scanned the room and truly, I wasn’t in my room. Where the heck am I? I couldn’t remember how I got here, but that wasn’t the time to start racking my brain. This could be a disaster brewing, because how did I get into a stranger’s bed? I needed to do something. “If you even think of ever blackmailing me with this, I’ll make sure I ruin you. I’ll make sure you disappear without a trace even before you make your first public appearance!” I fired at her while dr

***************************** As we embraced the newfound truth and strengthened our bond, a new twist unraveled before us, threatening to shake the foundation of our marriage once again. It began innocently enough—a chance encounter with a mysterious stranger at a charity event. His piercing gaze and enigmatic smile piqued my curiosity, drawing me into a conversation that danced on the edge of flirtation. There was an undeniable chemistry, a magnetic pull that stirred a dormant longing within me. Unbeknownst to me, this stranger was connected to Alexander's past—a figure from a time when his life was filled with uncertainty and recklessness. And as fate would have it, their paths were desti

On their wedding day, right as Elena Emerton and Kyle Fenton were about to exchange rings, a woman rushed Kyle with a knife. Elena moved on instinct, throwing herself in front of Kyle. The blade sank into her chest, and she crumpled into Kyle's arms. As the woman was dragged away, she screamed, "Kyle Fenton, we're not done! How dare you get married?" That was when Elena recognized her. Allison Smyth. Kyle's sworn enemy for the past six years. Before anyone could react, Allison broke free and held the knife to her throat. "Kyle, I'm tired. Let's end this." Kyle's eyes went wide. He dropped Elena and rushed to Allison, catching the blade with his bare hand. Elena hit the floor hard.

"The world has followed the Sterling saga closely. Your first book, The Debt, was a fictional exploration of financial secrets. Now, you’ve released The New Contract, a book about two people rebuilding their lives on total honesty. Is this simply a memoir disguised as fiction?" I smiled, meeting her gaze steadily. "Every writer draws from life, but this book is much broader than the Sterling saga. The New Contract is about the universal human need for genuine connection after experiencing profound betrayal. It’s about the work required to shift from a foundation built on lies to one built on absolute transparency."

I go into my condo, taking off my blazer and dress shoes before taking a glass of water and going up to my room. "The fuck are you doing here!?" I said at the sight in front of me. On my bed was a naked physcopath who has been obsessed with me for months, Sabrina. We hooked up a couple of months ago and she thought it was something serious, I mean I didn't even know her name and she walked around thinking we were dating. She had been stalking me for months, she showed up at my work place, causing a scene and now security knows not to let her in. She had mysteriously vanished since then and now all of a sudden she's naked, in my condo, we seriously need to get better security around here.