Funny Stalkers Novels & Stories

Wait they stalked me? These two men looked so normal on the outside. You truly would have no idea what kind of psycho's were hidden behind their masks. A shiver ran down my spine. They had followed me. Actually followed me. I never thought that stalkers would be one of the bigger problems I had to deal with in my life. As I had already much going on to be concerned about. "Fit for what?" I asked in a low and scared voice. These creeps were truly something else.

“What guy? Like a detective?” “No. A hacker.” Thomas grinned at her with a devilish smirk. “I will tell you everything, but first I need to say the other thing.” Both of them shot me a curious look and I continued with a smile. “Steven found something. We might have a clue who the stalker is. The owner of the maze is her father.” “Why didn’t you say that earlier?” Thomas eyed me. “Well, we were having such a fun ride, I didn’t want to spoil it.” I shrugged and picked out my mobile to google Spookyville.

They tried to lose their stalkers, but they didn’t know the city. “What is it this time? I want to bait them in an alley to find out who sent them and why they’re after me this time. Lord Meozo better not be back again.” “Our stalkers are vampires. We should indeed get them to follow us into an alley, to at least lure them away from humans. Lord Meozo cannot return, you made sure of that.” “Authorities said that 15 years ago and they were dead wrong,” said Coralis.

“My stalkers had been doubled since the shootout.” “Stalkers?” Oh. “Bodyguards.” I clarified. “Stalkers is just my term of endearment for them.” Getting Sergio and the others to loosen up was a lot of work but I was making progress. Lanky, for one, has starting smiling at my antics. “Oh my goodness.” Georgiana laughed. “It’s just totally you to refer to your bodyguards as stalkers.” It was also totally me to enter a clandestine affair with my step brother but who cares.

But my hands shake as I trace the edge of one photo, remembering the way his eyes looked right through me tonight. "I'm such an idiot," I whisper to my reflection in the dark window. "Such a pathetic, invisible idiot." My phone buzzes with a notification someone tagged me in a social media post. My blood turns to ice as I open the app and see what awaits me. It's a video from tonight, shot by someone in the stadium tunnel. The caption reads: "Creepy Omega stalker caught spying on hockey gods! #StalklerAlert #OmegaProblems #Pathetic"

He fires back "Well, Mr good guy, I'm sorry I can't pretend to be what I'm not. Since you're so good and you enjoyed the way she stalked you so much, maybe I should send her a plane ticket on your behalf. I'm sure she'll be glad to come for a visit." I grin when his smile vanishes "Well, how about I also send your vampire girl a plane ticket for an urgent hookup? Let's see how your mate will like it." "You know that's not funny so don't ever joke with it." He burst out in laughter "The speed at which your smile disappears is amazing! So you don't find that funny? The same way you should know there's nothing funny about a crazy woman stalking you... We're here. Welcome to Night Howler's pack.

He were a Yank. The stalker is an American. It has to be coming from Oakley's people. maybe Fielding isn't dead after all. Maybe he's here in London. Oh no! Please no! or My blood ran cold at what Muriel had told me, all the possibilities and sce- narios spinning in my head in a terrifying entangled rush. And then my legs started moving.

“So, is that it? You realized he’s not the guy you thought?” I hesitate, trying to put it into words. “It’s more complicated. Things were great... until I got a stalker,” I admit, and almost immediately someone squeals from across the room. “Oh my God! Like a real stalker? Is he hot?” A bubbly woman plops down in a chair, her eyes wide with excitement. “That’s Lilly,” Sasha explains with a laugh. “She loves her romance novels. Not all stalkers are dreamboat types, Lilly!” she teases.

That I can avoid. While Robyn is on a call arguing with her personal shopper about the size of Louis Vuitton purse she wants, Cassie and I are going through our social media, actually correction, I am flipping through my TikTok while Cassie is stalking the profiles of every girl that liked and commented on Case’s last post on i*******m. “You are beginning to exhibit stalker tendencies, Cas. Just thought I should inform you, you know, as your best friend who cares about your health. I think I read somewhere that stalking is a form of mental illness” I warn her mockingly.

Pero hindi siya tama sa parteng nasa likod ng mafia or serial killer iyon dahil kung oo ay hindi magdadaan ang dalawang araw na walang balitang may nahostage na estudyante sa abandonadong auditorium ng aming eskwelahan. "Tapos grabe, mahigit trentang katao yung napatay nung stalker na 'yun dahil lang sa obsession niya sa bidang babae." pagkekwento ni Lulu habang nagliligpit kami ng gamit. Mataman ko siyang binalingan. "Alam mo Lu, dalawang araw mo na kinekwento sa akin 'yan. You're planning to creep the hell out of me, won't you?" at inirapan siya.