Killing Stalking Author Novels & Stories

She said and went out of the house. She was walking alone in the bright light of street lights. She noticed a shadow was following her. She started to walk fast and that shadow was also walking fast to chase her. She also noticed that there was a cap on the head of the shadow. She changed the ally and stopped there at the corner, waiting for her stalker to turn to that ally. She was already sick of this stalker and because of Adrian she was totally frustrated. She put her hand in her bag in which she was carrying her water bottle. As soon as, that guy turned the ally. She sprayed pepper spray in his eyes.

I furiously said. “Why would I tell you? I’m not slow. Whatever I say will be against me. So, letting you figure it out makes things more interesting— don’t you think.” Brad began to laugh. Every time we moved closer, Brad gently squeezed the trigger. We are dead if we try anything. I glanced at my coworker, who was on the ground bleeding from the back. Fuck. “Why stalked women?? Why those people specifically?” I asked. “Stalking is such a strong word; I prefer INTENSE RESEARCH OF AN INDIVIDUAL,” Brad stated as he pulled the trigger. I fell onto my knees— I began to black out.

she said. "Yeah?" I smirked. "Let's leave together," she said and smiled. So we began our life together, living under the same roof. It wasn't perfect, and she wasn't any less crazy, but I loved her, and she loved me. There was never a dull moment with Bella Davis, my beautiful, deranged stalker girl. And I couldn't be any happier. The End. Author's Note: Thank you guys so much for reading! Please don't forget to check out my other stories in this plarform. Especially Jake and Jane's story: The Ugly One.

Bella put her hand on his thigh and murmured, "they watched everyone in my family die. I want to be here when we finish the last twenty people." "I would have arranged a live zoom call for you, dumb head." Hunter lifted his head and turned to her with a grin, "I would also have arranged for a blood bath if you had wanted." "God..." Bella muttered in disgust, "I am not some psychopath." "You think you are not." Hunter's grin turned to a teasing smile, "going around killing people is an act of psychopathy."

Kumuha ako ng pizza at kinain ito. It's August 15 Today in the Morning. Tumunog ang cellphone ko kaya naman agad ko itong kinuha sa sofa namin at tinignan kung ano iyon. It's a text message from my investigator he send to me a information that i will be using on my revenge. Intayin nyo ko dahil malapit na malapit na ako lubos lubosin nyo na ang mga buhay nyo! August 16,Start of the my revenge rather my game. Napangisi ulit ako at tumayo na para at mag ayos para makapagmanman sa mga kilos ng pamilyang pumatay sa magulang ko.

Not letting her be a lot distant from him. "So what's your game here, Stalker? You claim that you own me yet you don't want to show who and what you are," she mockingly said, hiding the nervousness she's feeling. As much as possible, she did not want to convey to him that he had a strong effect on her. She continued to back away to get away from him but she almost screamed when in the last step, she tripped and lost her balance. She was expecting the floor to be her downfall but got very relieved when the soft bed caught her body.

I looked at him one last time and then at my mother and father. I knew they were going to hurt for a very, very long time. But that pain was the one thing they needed to hold onto, the one thing they had to remember. Turning my back on the graveyard, I scooped Jellybean up into my arms and walked forward into the warmth. The wind blew softly through the pines. Behind me, the little star sticker finally settled down and held fast to the paper. ---

“If I can't have you, I don't want to exist in this world. You said to die. So I'll die.” I should have been afraid. I should have rushed to stop him, pleaded, and promised anything to make him drop that blade—instead, something cold and furious uncoiled in my chest. I laughed and laughed until my eyes watered. Stein stared at me. “What—why are you—” “Do it,” I challenged, wiping my eyes. “Go on, Stein. Do it. Slit your fucking wrists if you've got the guts.” “Kai—”

He tilted her face up to his. "You want to know what you're asking for?" His voice was low, controlled, but she could feel the tension in his fingers."I killed two men tonight. I'll kill more tomorrow. People are going to come looking for me. And if they find you—" He stopped. Swallowed."I don't get to keep things. Every time I've.." She cut him off. Her lips brushed the corner of his mouth—not a kiss, exactly. A question. "I'm not a thing," she whispered.

My heart screamed, hoping that he could understand even when I wasn't voicing out the words. “Ashley, you’re not safe out there.” Something in Kellan's tone made my blood run cold. “What do you mean?” His jaw flexed, eyes glancing out the window then back at me. “I have someone stalking me" Silence. If a needle dropped to the rug, I would have heard it in the silence. “Someone is stalking you?” “Yes,” he answered with steel in his eyes that promised to deal with whoever it was. “And that fire at Briarwood?” Kellan's eyes locked with mine “That wasn’t an accident.”