Novel & Cerita Anime Killing Stalking

"She told me I do not care about Cameron because I'm always happy. Truth is I'm not... I have a stalker out there and my brother is in coma, who wouldn't be disturbed?" "It's okay, babe. She probably misses him and seeing us act mushy mushy makes her feel lonely I guess." He used his thumb to caress my back and I was enjoying it all. "What about your stalker, heard from him?" "Not really. Maybe he finally stopped." I wrapped my hands around his neck and rested my jaw on his shoulder. "Hmm." He hummed and rubbed my back. "I hope that is true. You know once someone gets obsessed with something they want it all the time and if they can't get it, they kill who or whatever is in their way. They c

Days passed peacefully without any trouble from my crazy stalker. And then one evening, coincidentally, I saw Anna in a park when I had gone out strolling in the park. Damon’s so-called fiancée. She cornered me, her voice sharp and venomous. She had bumped into me intentionally, leading me to drop my phone, and instead of apologizing, she mocked me. When she noticed I was unbothered, she tried to threaten me. “If you don’t stop eyeing Damon, I’ll destroy you,” she hissed.

she agreed. “Exactly,” Deke cut in. “But the way this character took shots at you suggests there’s vengeance on his mind.” “He thinks you’re his,” said Jack. “But when he saw you having coffee with me, that’s the first time he tried to shoot you…like he wanted to punish you and keep anyone from having you if he couldn’t.” “That’s twisted.” Morgan grimaced. “Stalkers aren’t nice, normal guys.” Deke shrugged. She sighed. “I still have no idea who this is.”

Justin joined them after a minute. Ajax and Justin exchanged concerned glances. They saw the massacre last night, and even they were feeling disturbed. Justin is the one who gathered the names, photographs and details of the dead women. Some of their features resemble their Luna so much so that they even look like her in some angles. He shuddered at the uncanny resemblance and the unhealthy obsession of this stalker towards Riley. Riley is really beautiful and is a very brave warrior. But being stalked by a person like this is nothing short of a nightmare to anyone. Anyone can understand how much last night's incident would have disturbed their Alpha.

Aki’s late father was the greatest embodiment of their emblem animal, the Stork, wearing his immaculate-white shōzoku suit and leaping into the flames of the enemy like a giant prehistoric bird that was light and airy yet bursting with life, ultimately sacrificing himself and leaving his loved ones behind. Before Aki realized it, a tear had fallen from the waterline of her eye and blotted the ink on her parchment. Perhaps the calligraphy sensei would understand. She quietly sniffled and wiped the remnant tear away with the long wide sleeve of her white kimono whose knot on the back was as puffed out as a resting stork’s head and shoulder. It took some effort to lift her bowed head to check t

I was so angry it was like all my actions were of their own accord "At least answer the fucking question and maybe I can finally get one sufficient night's rest without my thoughts being filled with the murderous stalker that occupies my house whenever he wants! With a growl, He stands up and takes a step forward, his shadow falling over me. I'm five foot six and I have to tilt my head back to look at him. "Let me make one thing clear," he takes another step closer to me and I do the opposite "I owe you nothing. And anything I do happens because I can. I killed that guy you brought home because you let him touch you. I killed the guy at the club because you kissed him and gave him privileges

I smirked. "Pfft...you are acting like we are friends or something," she said and wrinkled her nose. How cute. "You are right. We are not friends. We are lovers," I said and wrapped my arms around her and hugged her close. "I hate you. You are even more annoying than I was when I was stalking you," she pouted. "Oh, so you admit you were stalking me," I chucked. "It was a mistake. A mistake I'll never repeat with anyone ever again. And I am trying to stay far away from you too," she said quietly.

He’s our stalker, the one who has been following us for years. “You’re my stalker, aren’t you?” Adolf stops and looks at me. There’s shock on his face. “Stalker? Is that what you think? We didn’t stalk you, little flower. We watched you to make sure you were safe. You were ours the moment we set eyes on you, and nothing was going to change that.” My anger flares while Akia loses it in the back of our mind. I can’t believe this. The person mated to me, the person the Goddess herself sent to me, spent our younger years terrorizing me. He killed my parents, and he killed his own mother.

The creatures below were still reaching, still making sounds like grinding metal mixed with human screaming. "What were those?" I managed. "Stalkers," Amon said between gasps. "Class C. They hunt in packs and use the subway cars as lairs." He looked at his ankle where the thing had grabbed him. The fabric of his pants was torn, and beneath, I could see deep scratches that oozed dark blood. "Damn it." "How bad?" I pulled out my med kit. "Not deep. But their claws carry infection." He grimaced as I cleaned the wound. "I'll be fine for now, but we need to move fast. If it gets worse..."

'I see what's going on here, you're testing me, testing to see if I really like the things I said I did. "My all time favs are Full Metal Alchemist, both of them Brotherhood, Bleach, and now I can't wait for the third season of Seven Deadly Sins. Kill la Kill is to die for, oh the list is so long." Even though you nodded, you weren't satisfied, "I'm impressed." You said, though.