Game Stalking Novels & Stories

I said as I took a big swig of my drink; tonight is supposed to be a fun night. Caroline reached across the table and took my hand. "We'll figure it out, I promise. And tonight, let's just enjoy ourselves." The food was delicious, and the drinks flowed freely. By the time we left, both of us were slightly drunk, our spirits high. We stumbled down the street, giggling at the shapes the shadows made in the nighttime. As we approached a park, I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine. I glanced over my shoulder and saw them—the same two stalkers who had been following me for weeks. Panic set in as I realized they were still after me.

Next, I bring my glistening fingers into my mouth and suck them clean, also moaning loudly for my stalker to hear. Done sucking my fingers, I sit up on the bed and stare into the dark shadows, a lazy smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “I know you are watching me right now,” My voice comes out huskily and I smile even more, my legs spreading wider in open invitation. “You have been stalking me for months and I know you want me, so stop hiding in my shadows. Come out now. Come over here and claim me if you dare.” A thick silence stretches for a moment and nothing happens.

She screamed. After all she presumed he was always watching her. "Don't kill him." She pleaded, "I do not want additional guilt." "Who are you anyway and why the fuck have you been stalking me?" She yelled, "Don't you have better things to do, don't you get tired, for how long have you been stalking me? For months? A year? For how long have you been sending gifts? Ain't you tired? Damn you!" "I know you can listen to me." She said, "You can hear me, I am crazy now, that's what you wanted right? a crazy Korina, that's why you have been frustrating me, look at me talking and yelling all by myself."

The Master AI blinked, projecting the route. << ACTIVATING ROUTE GUIDANCE. DISTANCE TO BIOLOGY RESEARCH CENTER: 5 KILOMETERS. >> << ROUTE: THROUGH SLUM AREAS CONTAMINATED BY 'PEEPER ZOMBIES' (NEW VARIANT: 'STALKER ZOMBIE' – HIGHLY CUNNING, MOVES WITHOUT SOUND, SENSITIVE TO WI-FI SIGNALS). << Warning: High risk of falling into the 'Silence Trap'. >> Stalker Zombies? Wi-Fi signal sensitive? Bima frowned.

GAVIN I read the text again, analysing different types of stalkers in my head. There are journalists I pay to take off the heat. There are those whom I just create diversions, and there are those who usually want to fish money from me using threats. The next text confirms the type of stalker this is. I will expose you for the fraud you are, was in the first message, which came out as a threat. [Meet me in person, so we can talk business, and let the story die]

“Is this true Galen? You’ve stalked other women before me?” “Stalking is a nasty word. I’m a connoisseur of fine ladies. I enjoy observing them from afar. Living together under one roof is so exciting that I can’t resist getting closer to them. You’re so pretty and you flaunt everything right there in front of me. I can’t help it. But I want to see more. I want to touch and feel you.”

Sky became so uneasy, such that my claws made an appearance. Uncomfortable with the situation, I broke off into a sprint and my stalker did the same. While I ran, I noticed that I was no longer being followed. So, I slowed down. All of a sudden, I was grabbed in a chokehold from behind, the glinting edge of a knife pressed to the side of my neck. "I got you" my stalker whispered and I squeezed my eyes shut. The voice was feminine, I could tell that my stalker was a female.

"No, I'm glad I came. Because Lauren needs to hear this. She needs to understand what happens when you don't take stalking seriously. When you convince yourself it's not that bad, that you're overreacting, that you can handle it on your own. I didn't even realize what it was. But you do. We all can see what's happening here, and it needs to be dealt with." She turned to Lauren, meeting those whiskey-colored eyes directly. "It gets worse. It always gets worse. Stalkers escalate. If things are not going the way they want, they do the next thing they believe will make it happen. They don't just stop because you ignore them or ask nicely. They keep pushing until something breaks. Either you brea

Only stalkers and psychopaths hung on where they knew they were not wanted. “I’m pregnant.”

She bowed her head and picked up her book again “Something like this would have been totally cool in the fictional world.” “I still need more details about him, though. Don’t try to escape it.” She folded her legs; I knew she wouldn’t let me off that easily. G was a helpless dark romance reader; her excitement when she heard I had a stalker that looked like he was a descendant of Hercules himself was priceless. She loved me, I knew that, but her being a reader, I expected this already. I hit my forehead with my hand tiredly. “I have a stalker, Gianna. This isn’t books; this is real life.”