Hello Stalker Novels & Stories

"Ash!" "No, I'm sorry, it's just me." Stalker guy stands staring at me with a cocked brow and a wary expression on his face. "Although. . . " he moves close to me and lifts a finger to my face and caresses it. "I could be Ash, or whoever you want." Anger swells inside of me, hot and virulent. Stalker guy steps back, and just in time too, because I would have bitch slapped his face so hard, I wouldn't mind if I'd hurt my hand in the process.

My eyes close as the sparks travel throughout my body, and I try to focus on the now. “It’s okay. I need to tell this, and it should be now. This way, you are well informed and can decide if you still want to go through with this.” I’m about to tell her how dumb that sounds, but the look on her face forces me to be quiet. She’s serious about this, and I don’t want to downplay her feelings. “I have a stalker.” I look at Atlas, who is expressionless, as always. I look at Akia, and her face is as serious as a heart attack. Let me reserve judgment for now. “It started when I was 11 and it hasn’t stopped really. I’m originally from the Silent Crest Pack. Even though there’s no proof, I know that

NIGHT STALKER SERIES: Book 1: PYKE Camila The NIGHT STALKER CLUB is grandiloquent in red neon bold letters—it’s blindingly bright as to obscure my vision. The club is best known for elites and celebrities, but my cousin has the luck to work as one of the bartenders. I’m glad to hear the news of re-opening after the last month’s incident. It means my cousin is back in his work. Bianca presents our ID to one of the bouncers who looks huge and intimidating. He gives me a second look after glancing back to our ID on his hand. I may look younger than my age but I’m already twenty one and I just got my college degree.

I don't know what's going to happen to me. " New student ?", One of them asks. I nod. "Hmm...you are the one who stutters, right ?", the second guy asks. I again nod. " What took you so long to open the door ?", the guy on the extreme left asks. " I- I was watching a m..movie.", I reply. " Oh..I see.", he nods. " You didn't go to class today ?", I shake my head 'no'. " So you are here to skip school and watch movies ?", the first guy asks raising an eyebrow. " Easy, right ? Free stay, Free Wi-Fi and nobody will care."

he knows what she was asking and Xavier was sighing at her. “Yes,” was the only word that he can come out from his mouth as Stella gulped the lump that was forming inside her throat. “Are you…one of the descendants from the Special Greeks?” she asked timidly before Xavier was able to nod at her. he was speechless and cannot form any word to tell her anything about it. Stella breathed out before she was angling her neck even more to his mouth. Xavier was not expecting this reaction. “Will I be forever yours then?” she asked before Xavier was gripping her waist, even more, thrusting a little bit to give her the pleasure to her clit that was still vibrating from their intense orgasm just now.

She looked disheveled and deranged, far from the girl he used to know. Once she’s no longer in the area, he finally gets out of his car and walks in the elevator. When the floor reaches the 15th floor, John enters and greets him and asks if the office gossip he heard was true about a girl waiting for him in the parking lot. At first John thought that the girl was Sieve, since Lucian mentioned that she claims to have stalking tendencies. To his surprise, the girl in the story is Malena. When they reached Lucian’s office he told him everything that had happened to John. John expresses his concern that Malena might take it further than stalking him, and it's better to file a restraining order a

“The trial tomorrow morning requires preparations.” The Stalker stepped closer, his gaze piercing as he inspected them both. His eyes lingered on Ava for a long moment, the tension thickening in the air. “Is she new?” he asked, the suspicion dripping from his tone. “I don’t recognize her.” Layla swallowed hard, nodding slightly. “She just arrived from the southern cloister. A transfer.” Ava’s breath hitched as the Stalker’s gaze bore into her, his face unreadable beneath the dark helm. But her heart pounded so loudly she feared he might hear it. The silence dragged on, suffocating, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath.

I declared. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Why are you so cruel?" she asked meekly. "Didn't you hear a thing I said? Let me spell it out for you. I. Don't. Like. You. I never did, and I never will. You are a goddamn stalker. An annoying brat. You got stuck on me like a parasite, and I want to get rid of you. Starting today, I never want to see you again. You got that?" I said with gritted teeth.

she says with a sigh, "there's nothing worse than being reduced to a stalker." Ugh. "I refuse to go into stalker mode," I mutter. Even if I do kind of want to stalk him. Just a tiny bit. But that would mean jackhammering to a whole new level of pathetic, and I'm not ready to do that. Yet.

She cursed the tears that had made her miss her way so… cursed the entire town and the day she ever set foot in it. Natalie had always thought Clarksville was bad— and to be honest, it was, but at least she could deal with the things that happened to her over there, Being bullied and being the town outcast seemed to be nothing when placed in comparison to having a stalker watch your every mood while claiming you as his! Oh Natalie, but what makes you think it’s a man? Her subconscious mocked darkly, drawing a shiver out of the young, scantily-clad woman. She didn’t even have time to contemplate if her shivering had to do with her thoughts or with the chilly nature of her surroundings, for sh