Creepy Stalking Novels & Stories

Bri had replied. Bri: I’d love to say I’ve never stalked anyone, but there’s one name that comes to mind... A girl who thinks ill of me despite my sunny vibes. Zara snorted, grabbing a towel and drying off. She quickly typed back, her fingers flying across the screen. Zara: Sunny vibes? Mam, our first interaction was slapping and spanking. Isn’t that what creepy stalkers do? Bri: What, are you kink-shaming? Besides, I thought it was trendy right now to be a bit possessive and stalkerish. It shows devotion…

Can you say creeper? Driving home in his Lexus watching everything whip by; I figured what harm could come from getting to know this vampire? Sure he could be a bad vampire but he looks like a "bad boy" vamp, which I could totally date. Who doesn't like a bad boy these days? "You look like you're caught up in your thoughts. How about you talk to me so I'm not so tempted to read your thoughts" he interrupted. "My thoughts aren't important. Just wondering exactly what your intentions are. I would like to know what my stalker intends to do with me. Don't give me that look, yes you are a stalker", okay so I was slightly snappy with a hint of flirting nothing wrong with that.

Crunch. There it was again.. but it wasn’t an animal. It was too… deliberate and too coordinated with my own steps. I didn’t turn around. I just picked up my pace with my senses stretching out into the darkness around me. My hearing sharpened and my sense of smell searched the air. Nothing.. and then… everything..! The scent hit me a second too late.. it was probably a man and they were close.. Oh, you have got to be kidding me, I thought with my blood running cold. I just got here and I was being stalked.. Seriously, fucking stalked! After the day I’d had, this was just the goddamn cherry on top of the shit sundae..!

“I have one male friend, and he’s married to my best friend. We were just having fun talking when there was a sound.” Officer Brady’s brown eyes narrow on the paper. “Right. Are you sure this isn’t a weird prank from your neighbor? Because you have to understand, stalking is a pattern of strange behavior. I don’t see a pattern here.” “I also had this,” I say, showing him the screenshots from my stream. “This user was actually banned, because he kept threatening the other users. But the platform protects their identity, and I have no way of—” “Wait, where do you work?”

Not letting her be a lot distant from him. "So what's your game here, Stalker? You claim that you own me yet you don't want to show who and what you are," she mockingly said, hiding the nervousness she's feeling. As much as possible, she did not want to convey to him that he had a strong effect on her. She continued to back away to get away from him but she almost screamed when in the last step, she tripped and lost her balance. She was expecting the floor to be her downfall but got very relieved when the soft bed caught her body.

Jes tripped over her own blanket. She almost fell, but Adam quickly caught her. Jes fell in Adam's arms. Her heart was racing rapidly, Jes's two eyes did not blink to meet Adam's gaze. They stared at each other for a moment, lost in their thoughts. Nobody opened their voices, they kept silent to each other. Without realizing it, a thin smile adorned Adam's lips. Jes realized this. "Gosh, why is he so handsome. But unfortunately he's so creepy. " Jes thought, unconsciously admiring Adam's good looks. Her eyes were reluctant to blink, didn't want to miss a second staring at Adam's good looks.

“Who the hell thinks it’s okay to watch someone from the shadows? That’s not affection. That’s obsession. It’s creepy and messed up.” He blinked at me, like I’d spoken in a language he didn’t understand. “I’m not a psycho,” he said slowly, as though he was trying to convince himself as much as me. “Is it wrong that I find you pretty?” “Finding me pretty and stalking me are two very different things,” I said, my voice cold enough to cut glass. “Now let go. I don’t have time for this nonsense I’m going home.” I wrenched free and shoved past him, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing how badly my hands were shaking. My arm throbbed where he’d gripped it too tightly, the bruises alread

Adrianna replied. Alissa jumped on to the first excuse that came across her mind, "You were right, I do miss Brandon a lot." "I knew it!" they squealed. "Why don't you call him?" "He is busy guys, with sports and all." "True. Maybe we could plan a triple date," said Lexie. Alissa wanted to faint when she heard that, how much more of Aron could she face. Should she just come clean to her friends and tell them everything but that would only make her stalker. Her mind buzzed with questions.

I rolled my eyes. "No… i didn't…" he stated. "What do you mean? I always felt like being watched in that apartment but never found any CCTV or camera. But that night when you appeared in my room out of nowhere, I caught your little mischief, Mr Stefan Donovan. How dare you? If you wanted company, you should have asked nicely instead of creepy stalking…" I shook my head and went back to my work. "Alexis! I never stalked you, never!!! I don't understand what happened to you? Stalked, did someone stalk you?" He was concerned when I explained to him my experience in the apartment.

The officer tells her that it's common for stalkers to be people who know their victims. The officer asks Samantha if she's ever noticed anything strange about Mark before, and she says that she hasn't. He asks her to think about it again, and she says that there is one thing. Mark has always been a bit too interested in her personal life, and he seems to know a lot about her. The officer tells her that this is a common sign of a stalker, and that it's important to be aware of it. He asks her if she's comfortable with him speaking to Mark, and she says that she is.