100 Novel(s) Related To Killing Stalking

Perhaps the stalker and the sentinel will kill one another if they cross paths. Zara had no time to quarrel. Her legs burned with each step as she trailed behind Kael as he ran into the trees. As it pursued, the stalker roared in a guttural manner, the sound echoing through the trees. Behind them, Zara could hear its heavy footfall and the heated, ragged sound of its breath. Despite the uneven ground beneath her feet and the branches whipping at her face, she dared not slow down. Kael was a little distance ahead, moving quickly and confidently through the landscape. Zara made an effort to stay ahead, but the stalker was closing in.

Jimmy covered his mouth and sobbed. “He’s basically crazy. He keeps reading a password-locked diary every single day. He says he’s damned, but then, he claims that I killed his son and wants me to pay for it. He wants to send me to hell so that I’ll never recover!” I was stunned when I heard what Jimmy said.

Like dude, either step into the light or crawl back into whatever shadow you crawled out of. Now, my real life feels like a twisted sequel I never asked for? Because I’m actually living it. Facing almost the same predicament. Just that mine is worse. My stalker didn’t just watch me from across a street or leave cryptic messages. He didn’t just breathe too close behind my back. My stalker literally killed a human right before my eyes last two nights. Without hesitation. Without mercy. Blood. The sound. The way life left that body.The way his head was disconnected from his body. I can’t unsee it. I can’t unhear it. It’s carved into me now, deep and ugly and permanent..

ASH It had been two days since I had been losing my mind. How could I make such a foolish mistake?! How could I not predict that one of our allies might have been followed?! Drystan and Baltazar killed one of the groups that wanted to side with us. They tracked them, murdered the entire pack, and forced their Alpha to give them our location before they ripped his heart out.

He was likely under the influence of alcohol. “Second, I've been a damned possessive, obsessive bastard. I always want him by my side and his eyes on me. Which was why I manipulated him any chance I got." “Oh,” Mary whispered, and I didn't doubt the revelation shocked her. Who wouldn't be? It wasn't every day you heard about your boss stalking and manipulating his husband. “Third,” Stein kept going, hiccuping between words. “I slit my wrists when he tried leaving me and then hurt him.”

EVELYN Oh, for Christ's sake. Why do I have to deal with this guy tonight? Tonight was supposed to be the night I got to woo Robbie so I would have a date by Christmas. Then, I could finally bring a guy home so my mom would stop nagging at me about not having a date. "Are you stalking me?" I snapped at Nolan, who had the audacity to laugh at my annoyance. "Don't flatter yourself, darling," he said. "Don't darling me, dingbat. Why are you here?" I asked.

“Yeah, the one that flatlined? What has this got to do with her? Hope…” “No.,” I immediately cut him off. “It’s not what you're thinking. She's also a victim here. Someone tried to kill her. And that same person…” I run my hands through my hair in frustration. “has developed an interest in stalking Zara. I'm worried about their safety.”

We picked a nearby coffee shop for our meeting. "Hi baby," Nick said as I blushed and hugged him. " Hold on lovebirds, won't I also get a hug?" Kate teasing said. "I have something to tell you both and I would appreciate it if isn't viewed as ridiculous" I stated. I explained the nightmares I always had after my father's death and the circumstances that unfold with people's death as a result of the old hag's ritual. They both looked at me but were trying to make sense of it, I explained further about the dream I had and how I suspected they were the next victims which I needed to avert.

Whoever it is wanted to unsettle me and maybe they got off seeing me panic. “Someone is stalking you and you think there is no need to take any action? Do you know how dangerous and stupid that is? What if it’s connected to the red- eyed – wolf?” My heart skips a beat at that. I never really thought of it like that but maybe I should have. What if the others got similar notes and their pictures were secretly taken and sent to them right before they were killed. I mean it makes sense right? For this thing whatever it is to stalk first before killing. He or she would have to know details about the person they planned to kill.

Alissa walked to her dorm room and she lay on her bed. Her heart calmed a bit and she couldn't believe that had just happened. She tried not to panic at all, but she was. So many questions swirled in her head. What did he mean when he said that he would not let her off easily next time? Why did she have to fall? Did he now know that she was the one who had stalked him? Alissa tossed and turned until she fell eventually fell asleep. Alissa's eyes slowly opened, and she found that there was a lot of light streaming in, which meant that she had slept past afternoon.

Anderson gave each of his teammates a file containing all information about the victims. They were looking at the files thoroughly while Mr. Anderson continued explaining the case. “Secondly, about the killing style. The killer first kidnaps his victims and then tortures them until they die of starvation.” “So it means that he doesn't actually kill them himself. He just tortures them and lets them die on their own!!!!” The youngest mumbled in a confused expression. “But that doesn't change the fact that he is the killer. Because those men died because of him. If it wasn't for him they wouldn't have died in the first place. He didn't kill them directly, he still killed them indirectly.” Said Stefan firmly who was sitting beside Jean.

Rushing is sloppy, and sloppy stalkers don’t last long. I’ve earned my title on the dark web as one of the most methodical stalkers, not because I have the highest body count, but because I’ve never once been seen when I didn’t want to be. Never once been caught. I make sure my victims don’t just fear me; they fear the very thought that someone could know them so intimately without ever leaving a trace. There are a few things that set me apart from the amateurs.

" His slimy cum is all over the panties. I feel so disgusted and violated." Elijah stiffened, and through tear-filled eyes, I looked at him. My voice was blurry but I could make out the anger in his face. I don't think I've ever seen him this angry. "He fucking did what? That bastard is walking dead. I'm going to kill him with my bare hands, the moment I get my hands on him, he's dead." I could see that Elijah was not joking and something deep down told me that Elijah had killed before and he wouldn't find it different to kill the stalker. Instead of being terrified of him, I felt comforted, safe, and weirdly turned on.

The climate reminded me of the day he died. Damon's words echoced in my head like a track. I hated Mason. I wanted to kill him. I have been given the offer on a golden platter, but now i don't know why I am hesitating to do it. I had a kill streak of five hundred bodies. Mason should be an easy cake. But I don't know why a part of me is shaken. I heard foot steps behind me and I already knew who it was. He had a thing for stalking me.

I was glad that this was the only lecture I was having today. After walking for some minutes I noticed that I had been followed. I scanned the whole area to find out who was following me and it was Dakota that was my stalker. How foolish could she get? This was a perfect opportunity for me to get rid of her, this place was quite lonely and it was outside campus, I could easily kill her here and no one would ever suspect that she was murdered by me. Her stupidity and naivety would make my job easier for me.

“I also feel that there is someone else.” “About the killer, we know that he’s been stalking Ahn Hana for a long time.” Do Sejin interjects, “I feel that the other killer is also stalking Ahn Hana. We might be able to find him if we look into the surveillance cameras around the place where Jung Kwang Soo was found.” “We are looking into it,” Im Jihoon tells him. “We will find the killers. Both of them.” “There is another detail.” Do Sejin lowers his voice as he leans closer to Im Jihoon, “I think that the killer also harmed Ahn Hana’s pet dog.”

Iliana’s POV: My eyes snapped open. A scream erupted in the air. It wasn’t his. It was mine. He, on the other hand, was utterly and eerily silent. Not even a scream, not even a hiss. He was standing still as if the last few minutes never happened. I had stabbed him. I had stabbed my stalker. Oh God, what the fuck did I do. Why did I do it? How could I kill a living being?

Maybe a tiny, stupid part of me still didn’t want to see Adrian as the enemy. “I’m not defending him,” I said finally, softer. “I’m just saying, storming his apartment isn’t—” “We don’t have time to sit and analyze it,” Sloane said. “This is your reputation, Kim. Alexander’s too. And honestly, your safety.” Alexander added. “This isn’t just gossip. Someone is stalking you. That’s dangerous. And if Adrian’s behind this, I want to know now.” I exhaled, long and shaky. Then I nodded. “Okay... okay. We’ll go.”

Chapter 13: Now spread "I... don't understand. Who are you, and who's the walking shadow with the knife?" "My n-name's Kelly. He's the Stalker. He comes every night since the first time he caught me. He won't leave me alone. Every night he comes and... and..." She broke into tears again. Michael took her in his arms and allowed her to sob into his shoulder. Unfortunately, he was a teenage boy and not used to comforting crying women. After a while, however, her tears subsided. She looked up at him. "He comes every night to rape me. All I can do is hide, and he always finds me." She looked away, as if disgusted with herself. "The things he does to me... It's worse every time. I d-don't think I can take much more..."

She's been dead for a whole ten years now, her dad now leading the gang in her place. Her stalker was catching up with her. Stacey rode faster. She really hoped it wasn't one of Marco's men. They've been after her family for five years now. Trying to eliminate them so they could rule the town in their stead. This particular clash had killed her favorite cousin Gino. Marco and his men were dangerous one thing she knew for sure, but they weren't half as dangerous as her dad. And whoever was following her if it be one of Marco's men was treading on very dangerous territory. Stacey found a hidden corner and parked her bike. If there's one thing her dad taught her it was to approach your target how and when they least expect. Her stalker wouldn't know what hit him. The night was dark and she could hardly see a thing. But her ears were alert and she knew her target parked his bike too and was walking in her direction. She readied her pocket knife,whoever this guy was,she wasn't going to kill him immediately, he would definitely make a fine gift for her father. She would definitely enjoy torturing him and getting every information she could from him about whoever it was that sent him.