Joe Goldberg Stalking Novels & Stories

Lola stared at the dark reflection of the window, her pulse racing. Whoever was stalking her… They weren’t just watching. They were documenting. And they were getting closer.

"What exact reason makes the wealthy elite wolves like living out in the absolute middle of nowhere? Do their big brains honestly calculate that occupying a isolated peak shows off their high pack status and corporate positions? Don't their internal wolves find secluded, dark wilderness zones like this mountain completely terrifying to live in?" The academy staff wolf lets out a gentle chuckle, steering the heavy tires through a snowdrift as he answers my question. "Master Parker, the old legends say that Mr. Goldstein explicitly chose to build his private villa territory out here after listening closely to the spiritual advice of a powerful pack fortune teller. Mr. Goldstein’s physical heal

Even when he was still a teenager, Charles was always around. The street is quiet as Gold walks. It's funny how things change. Just last week, he felt like a fugitive, but today, it feels as though he's a bird that's finally been freed. The happiness turns into paranoia in an instance, though. Gold isn't sure if he's just overthinking or he actually felt some camera flashes. Perhaps it's the former possibility. When he looks back, there's nothing. Gold continues sauntering. There it is again! He fights the urge to look back. He should act cool, like he's oblivious to the fact that he's being stalked. Gold will just discreetly call Andrei to pick him up. He seriously doesn't have the energy t

That single statement opened a flood of a dozen questions but I bit my lips slightly, preventing myself from interrupting him now that he was talking. “I wanted to approach you but you fainted, then I asked my bodyguard to keep an eye on you, to make sure you were fine, you left for your friends place and then I was informed you were at the bar so I came there,” My jaw dropped in complete awe, I struggled to find the word to describe him, to express how I had interpreted all he had just said, “What in the fucking name of Joe Goldberg is wrong with you,” Joe Goldberg is the name of an actor in one of my favorite books about a stalker.

Grady groaned and I smirked while drinking more of the bottled water. "Okay, Gemma is safe, her boss was there not long after Percy arrived. Strange guy, Gemma sure knows how to pick her boss." Again I was rolling my eyes at Grady, but he ignored me and kept on talking, "...and she's at his place after a long argument with Percy, but we put a couple of guys on surveillance for Gemma, so she's safe. We're not taking any chances, don't matter how nice her boss is to her. You need to clue me on that issue after we're done with yours. Gemma is like a sister to us already..." Grady kept on talking, babbling about Gemma while I patiently waited for him to explain about Brice's stalker. I finally h

That’s the same as his life, a simple family wrecking news will blow up the whole country’s mind if it’s about him. That’s how special he is without his knowledge. I just hope that he won’t change after I expose things about him. Why? Because I felt like I’m going to regret this soon. I got this feeling that I’m going to regret stalking him sooner or later. I don’t know how it would be, or how I feel like that but that’s it. I feel it, but it feels like my conscience is just running above my head again, because in every angle, there’s no way I’m going to be happy giving up this freaking mission, this fucking promotion chance just for my conscience.

“I saw him hanging around Lively one day and got Karl; Mark’s security guard, to chased him off. He beat the crap out of him. He hadn’t been seen since.” “Until she changed management” Lester sighs, looking at Emmett. “He must be keeping tabs on Rebecca somehow. Probably still has friends in the industry.” “Jason did a number on him yesterday” Emmett tells them; smirking. “This Joseph saw Jase with Beck and thought he could stab him. Jason already saw him among the trees. He was ready for him and didn’t get anywhere near him.” “Has he been arrested?” Caitlyn asks; hoping Rebecca was finally rid of her stalker.

"What do you think? How can a stalker speak with such audacity? You look like a smart man. There are so many things for you to do, yet why do you have to do such a shameless thing?" Keegan's eyelid twitched. "Stalker?" Walt glared at him. "You secretly followed Ms. Jewell to her place without going through proper channels to meet your idol. This is exactly what a stalker does. Ms. Jewell is so kind, and she stopped me from getting the police involved. However, if you dare to harass her again, I won't hesitate to call the police!" The more Keegan listened to Walt, the more confused he got. Finally, he called Stella, but it went to voicemail, and that was when he realized something was wrong.

To have a taste of the life I want and not fully pursue it , would be worse than ignoring it like I do now. I move then to gymnastic stretches , by the time I am done my body feels deliciously stretched and sore. Heading to the shower , I make plans in my head of what to pack once I am out. I was actually doing it. I was uprooting my life because I had a stalker, one that still hasn’t been back or made any effort to contact me. I casually wondered why as I let the hot water glide its way down my body. Maybe he had not liked what he saw that night once he saw me naked. Even though my body was toned and generous in all the right places , maybe that wasn’t his thing. Or maybe he stalked a diffe

' 'Stalking ' My spine straightened up involuntarily at these words . Stalking Stalking Stalk - The day at the park ! Banging on my computer table I stood up , my heart thudding anxiously , while my palms started sweating . The day at the park when I was with Jacob , someone was there , someone was really there - yes it could have been a coincidence and maybe someone was just passing by . But - But what if someone was really stalking us ? I was certain that I felt someone's gaze locked upon me and Jacob and if someone was just passing by , how was it possible for them to vanish into thin air just like that ? Why would they try to hide when I turn to look at them ..