All Chapters of Meeting A Stranger (Complete✔): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I let out a loud roar. You didn't want me? Well, that's how it was. I didn't let that get me down. I wasn't a legend for nothing! Angry but equally proud, I left her realm with the prospect of going to a place that had far less prestige. But I would be fine, I was sure of that. Unfortunately, pride came before the fall. I was not accepted in my new home either. Again they wanted to get rid of me. They succeeded straight away. I was angry. More than that, I was beside myself and swore vengeance. Of course I would get these too, it was just a matter of time. But until then it was necessary to survive among the weak. No big deal, one would think, but the whole thing turned out to be more difficult than expected ...  

Wrapped in a towel, I stepped out of the bathroom. My waist-length hair was dripping over my shoulders. I didn't bother to dry them, instead I searched my apartment with my eyes. It was small, but modern. Everything was kept in white and glass created an elegant effect. Barefoot and without making a noise, I padded into the living room, where I had dumped the man on the sofa. I had taken care of him as much as possible. It was no longer dirty, there was also no blood to be seen and I had also taken care of its wounds. There were some advantages to having worked in the hospital for a while ... Now he was asleep, the corners of my mouth twitching at the thought of him looking like a little boy. How old was he? Twenty-five maybe? I leaned against the door frame and crossed my arms. He had slept for two days, so slowly he would have to wake up. As if on cue, his eyes opened. Again, the sight of them took my breath away. That a man could be so beautiful was incomprehensible to me. He eye

I didn't want to look at him, but I had no choice because he grabbed my chin and turned my face in his direction. He studied my face carefully."Tell me something about yourself," he demanded, giving me a stern look.I returned his gaze, amused and with mockery in my eyes."You're not telling me about yourself either, so why should I?" I said quietly, making his grip even tighter and more painful.“Yes, I have nightmares almost every night. But I don't want to talk about it, okay? "He let go of me only slowly. Taking a deep breath, I got out of bed."I'm sorry. I got too close to you. ", I mumbled and walked towards the bathroom. When I looked back over my shoulder I saw that Zayn's gaze was still on me."Please don't look at me like that," I breathed.Almost a little sad, I returned his gaze.“Your friend is right, Nyria. I am a murderer. I already have too many people on my conscience to say how many there

The urge to tell this girl everything was tremendous! I had been hanging around her apartment for days, hoping not to have to leave. I usually didn't know what to do with people, but this woman was special. Her unusual ice-green eyes looked at me coldly or suspiciously most of the time, but every now and then deep feelings flashed within them. I was slowly going crazy. What was it about her that made me want to stay here so badly? It would really be better if I went, but I couldn't and wouldn't! Just that she'd brought me here and taken care of my wounds had been a miracle. Why did she do that? Even now I still had no answer. I doubted she did it out of pity, but what was it then? She kept upsetting me. Why could she judge me so well? No one had ever seen more than my arrogance and cruelty in me. But this game that she played with me could also be played by two. Of course I knew that she was just fooling me into this self-confidence, but it wouldn't be fun if I dropped this bomb now

I got up screaming. Panting, I brushed my damp hair back from my face. Another nightmare. And that horrible feeling of being watched! I slowly let my gaze wander. Darkness. As in my dream. A look at the clock told it was two o'clock in the morning. I suppressed a tear. The dreams were never that bad. Only since then ... since Vaher was gone. I left my bed, which was suddenly much too large, and ran to the window, which I first opened. My lungs greedily sucked in the fresh night air. Suddenly my apartment felt way too cramped. I hurriedly slipped into other clothes, then tore my leather jacket from the cloakroom and left my apartment almost stormy. A little walk would certainly not hurt. I quickly slipped my knife into my sleeve jacket. I let out a deep sigh that somehow released a little. Well, in the end I didn't know anything about Zayn Vaher. Days had passed. Maybe weeks, I don't know. I had lost track of time. A tingling sensation in my back tore me out of my grief and brought m