Killing Stalking Characters Novels & Stories

I would enjoy killing him. Brady stepped forward gingerly into Stacey’s flank. I sent out a low alpha rumble that made Stacey’s eyes meet mine. They weren’t full of fear but full of unyielding tenacity. The stupid bitch was about to die, and she wasn’t even cowering under my wrath or authority.

I was willingly to die for her. I slowly opened the door, looking at every corner of street. I am glad; there are still some people here. I was slowly crossing the road, hand on a knife which I hidden securely in my cloth. I am sweating, and my heartbeat is like crazy. I crossed the street and about to approach the car but suddenly the car drove of with speed. I was shocked, terrified whatever you could say. I slowly turn around and looked at Allen who was looking at me with terrified expressions. We were right. Someone really keeping eye on us and stalking Allen.

His featureless face was calm, his hands empty, but his posture was that of a man who knew the fight was already over. “Mr. Rogers,” the man said, his voice a bland, neutral tenor. “A valiant, predictable effort. The aquatic distraction. The service entrance. Mr. Stalker’s signature is all over it.” Anton’s heart hammered against his ribs. The drive continued to pulse, a tiny, hopeful heartbeat in the face of the killer’s void. “He miscalculated,” the killer continued, taking a step forward. “He thinks like an operative. I think like a custodian. I clean the house. I don’t guard the front door.”

I was so angry it was like all my actions were of their own accord "At least answer the fucking question and maybe I can finally get one sufficient night's rest without my thoughts being filled with the murderous stalker that occupies my house whenever he wants! With a growl, He stands up and takes a step forward, his shadow falling over me. I'm five foot six and I have to tilt my head back to look at him. "Let me make one thing clear," he takes another step closer to me and I do the opposite "I owe you nothing. And anything I do happens because I can. I killed that guy you brought home because you let him touch you. I killed the guy at the club because you kissed him and gave him privileges

He will see her in her partial Lycan form. When I’m ripped backwards and flung into the wall. Bones crack and I scream again. He growls in my face. A cry comes from my side and I see Starci in her human form and she sobs. “Vilkas, listen to me. She killed someone I had no choice.” I scream at him when he growls in my face, when he drops me and runs to her. I look around and see everything is fine. Wait! “Are you fucking crazy? No-one has been killed, everyone is safe. You tried to kill Stacey.” I shake my head, not at the fact I tried to kill her, but by what I’m seeing. She … She tricked me with illusion. What have I done?

That for the third time in a row, in this god forsaken killing game, where no one can make it out alive, I had to kill the person who killed Risa.

"Did you? I found out that you are not alone, am I right?" "I’m not. They showed up at my doorstep unannounced." "So it will be easier for you to kill Chase because you have a backup. But why is it taking so long to just kill him?" "He has a lot of guard around him and it’s hard for me to get close to him." "Then use your charms." "I did but he-"

I know that I should be shocked of my actions but nope, I enjoyed it to the fullest. For some reason, I felt like a thrill kill. I felt like a character in a movie who is premeditated. Is this "hedonistic mass killing?" I think I need help right after I kill Tola!! "You know Tola, I am beginning to love this. I feel like it's my gift and if you don't start talking, I don't know what I'm gonna do to you. You think I'm weak, I'll show you weak!" I could see the fear in Tola's eyes. She wanted to speak but she aaw the anger in me. I was ready and willing to do anything, even taking out her eyes or cutting her tongue. That's how angry I was.

“Right! Miss Heather can I get this straight? When did I become a villain to your life? You trust Ben but you don’t trust me. Is it because he is the manager and I’m just a troll to Killian?” “I was told to kill somebody Killian. The stalker wants me to plant a bomb to the wedding dress” Heather yelled and everybody was in awe. “Shit” Kate groaned. “Oh my God Heather” Sophia stammered. “Yes. It’s awkward right?” “What are we gonna do about this?” Sophia hesitated “I think I have an idea on who can really stalk your stalker” Kate said and glanced at Jane. “Kenny” they said in unison. “Kenny?” Heather stared at them.

“Was he violent?” My mouth fell apart, “Violent? He’d never… Cal would never do that.” Caleb could be a player, and he was sometimes dumb about people’s feelings, but he was never violent towards me or anyone. Heck, he was the one who’d cry every time a pet died in movies, and I had to console him. “Why are you asking me that question? You think my boy—ex-boyfriend did this?” He was rubbing his chin and I was finding it a bit hard to focus. “Well, most of the stalking cases are committed by exes. And women are most likely to be stalked by a current or former intimate partner during the rela—”