Hello Stalker Novels & Stories

Regardless of how stupid he behaves… “Christ this is good! So not only are you stalking her, you’ve now convinced yourself it’s mutual?”He groans, dragging a hand down his face. “I am not stalking her you imbecile.”I say angrily at how unreasonable he’s being. “Ah sorry! The great immortal Velimir Kazimirov is no stalker,” he nods saying in a mocking serious tone. “My mistake,”He says dryly, lifting his glass again. “You’re just… what? Observing? Lurking? Haunting?”He says and then he burst out laughing again, his laughter filling the room, loud, obnoxious, as he seems entirely too entertained.

“I don’t know what’s happening… I guess tonight’s stream is a limited edition. I’m a little scared, babies. You have to stay with me, okay? Don’t leave.” The chat flew by: 【Don't be scared, Harper baby!】 【I'll keep watching!】 "Who are you talking to?" The man who had just cursed, Mike, was frowning at me. Beside him stood a burly truck driver named Bob, a real estate agent in a power suit named Linda, a skinny IT guy named Kevin, and a couple, Jake and Emma. The seven of us had appeared here out of nowhere. 【System Alert: Welcome to the SSS-Rank Instance, "Last Wish"】

𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒖𝒚 “Please don’t do this…” the man had lost his voice, I have a wife… and..” He coughed, there was nothing for the other two men to hold anymore, the man fell to the ground with his face. “I will be sure to kill them too, actually, I’ll give them a less painful death, it’s not their fault you’re a dick.” The stalker walked to the side where the man’s body lay. “So I’ll burn your house, every living thing in it will Burn.”

Velia didn’t say anything, instead closing her eyes. Meanwhile... The Reapers were still enjoying themselves, talking and laughing. Virus and Godfather Marco had already left. "So, what do you think of this place?" Stalker asked, her voice relentless as she hadn’t given him any space to breathe. He was already fed up. "Honestly, I just want to get the hell out of here," he muttered, taking another drink. "This place isn’t that bad. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it here. Just relax," she smiled and touched his shoulder.

Shuffling. Me(very pissed): Who the fuck is this?!... It better not be you silly teenagers prank calling or I swear to God I'll- **Shh, shh. Language, Sunshine.** Me: Pycho stalker? I gasped Stalker: Thats the name you've given me huh? Interesting. He chuckled seeming very amused. Me(very scared now but acting like I don't give a shit): What do you want? Stalker: Isn't it obvious? I want you, Sunshine.

They stood with military precision. The filthy rags sloughed off their shoulders, falling into the toxic sludge of the loading bay to reveal the sleek, matte-black armor beneath. High Council Stalkers. They had embedded themselves in the dying perimeter packs, waiting for the dome to crack, waiting for the anomaly to step out of the light. The lead Stalker stepped over a cowering, skeletal woman. He didn't draw a blade. He raised a heavy, silver-salt containment rifle, the barrel humming with a sickly purple charge.

"I'm sad that I can no longer spend more time today with you, my dear Maurice. But I understand that I can't be so selfish as to hoard you to myself. Hahaha. See, your fans are already coming for you, eager to dissect you and donate your organs to needy people.Hahaha!" "By the way, I don't know what items you have in your inventory. However, I don't believe that you can successfully run away without buying something from the system. I want to see how long you can hold on. Hahaha! As a qualified stalker, I will never be far from you! I'm looking forward to you reciprocating my love and devotion by showing me a good show!"

Leo whispered, his hand going to the jagged shard of Syndicate steel at his belt. ​"I see six," Elena’s voice was a ghost in his ear. "Wait... make that twelve. They’re using active camouflage, Leo. They’re blurring the air around them. They’re not Syndicate. They’re Colony Stalkers." ​The first Stalker moved with terrifying speed. One moment, there was nothing but the smell of ozone and wet pavement; the next, a blade of shimmering, vibrating plasma was inches from Leo’s throat. ​Leo didn’t move his head. He moved his center of gravity.

"This isn't a soot-storm anymore. We have a 'Phase-Shift' breach!" The suspense of the "Descent" was a nightmare of shifting geometry. The Stalkers didn't need to break the bronze-wood hull; they simply vibrated at a frequency that allowed them to pass through solid matter as if it were a liquid. On the residential levels, the temperature plummeted. Wherever a Stalker passed, the moisture in the air didn't just freeze—it sublimated into jagged frost-flowers that hummed with a low, malevolent energy.

Peach hugged me as we make it to the gate . "Bye " i reply .. She gets into her car and her father smiles at me before driving. I sighted . I look up .... Bad luck . That Chocolate /handsome /irresistible /yet irritatable /God ....standing there ...looking right at me . I ignore him and started to walk .. 5 minutes and i see his car behind me . I stop and look at the tinted glass . "Stalker " I am sure he noticed me mouthing him stalker as he gets out slamming his door shut