Killing Stalking Fanart Novels & Stories

Regan: "[Thinking face emoji]. Vaguely remember, @Cole, didn't you ask me whether you could report Caroline for being a stalker fan, invading your privacy, and put a restraining order on her?" Brian: "Top celebrity Sebastian kissing his stalker fan in a scene. That news is guaranteed to be trending tomorrow! [Laughing hysterically]" Sebastian: "Stop talking nonsense. She's not a stalker fan. It's a misunderstanding." Sebastian: "Besides, it's just acting. I have professional ethics. I can't just use doubles every time!" Killian: "True. Cole's dedication to his craft is commendable. He even gave Caroline special kissing training off-set."

I tried to switch off the Tv when I heard a name I had heard the last few days too well. "… The president of the JS $ Events, Jane Smith, has been involved in a vital accident leading to her death and that of her newborn son. The police have confirmed that it was not an accident but planned murder. One of the vehicles was sprayed with bullets killing all the people inside. The government has taken over the case, is looking into it, and promises to get to the bottom of it… Susa…" I couldn't breathe... My mind stopped working. I may have forgotten things, but that did not mean my feelings were wrong. I knew I was wrong.

Adrianna replied. Alissa jumped on to the first excuse that came across her mind, "You were right, I do miss Brandon a lot." "I knew it!" they squealed. "Why don't you call him?" "He is busy guys, with sports and all." "True. Maybe we could plan a triple date," said Lexie. Alissa wanted to faint when she heard that, how much more of Aron could she face. Should she just come clean to her friends and tell them everything but that would only make her stalker. Her mind buzzed with questions.

I know your dirtiest secrets, Naomi Luna Alderson. Instead, why don't we play a game? Holy shit. What's this? Some sort of joke? The pictures attached are pictures of Killian and I. From the art exhibition center, to even yesterday when we had dinner with Keith and Eve. There are also pictures of me getting down from Killian's car. Was I being stalked and I had no idea? The idea is slowly creeping me out and I find myself deleting the email and the pictures. What sick bitch would do this?

Aria stood in her apartment, unmoving, coat still on, Killian’s words still in her ears. You’re not just being watched. You’re bait. She slid the deadbolt into place. Then the second one. Then the third. Only when she turned away from the door did she realize her hands were shaking. Not from fear. From fury. Someone had tried to kill Killian right in front of her. Not threaten. Not scare. Eliminate. Whoever was pulling the strings behind Project Blackbird wasn’t just cleaning up the past they were rewriting it. And Aria? She wasn’t a name on a file anymore.

Tyrelle yelled at Al. “Attack? Don’t be ridiculous. You don’t have any proof.” Al retorted, giving Tyrelle the same glare that was given to him. “Proof? How about having your scent all over the place? How about Stacey dying? Does that ring any bell? You just wanted to make sure that you’re previous attempt of murdering her was finished!” My jaw dropped at the news. Tyrelle did mention one casualty in the hospital, but I never thought it would be someone we knew. Much less the person that Al tried to kill once.

EVELYN Oh, for Christ's sake. Why do I have to deal with this guy tonight? Tonight was supposed to be the night I got to woo Robbie so I would have a date by Christmas. Then, I could finally bring a guy home so my mom would stop nagging at me about not having a date. "Are you stalking me?" I snapped at Nolan, who had the audacity to laugh at my annoyance. "Don't flatter yourself, darling," he said. "Don't darling me, dingbat. Why are you here?" I asked.

"Oh, Aurelio… Werewolf…kill…" Kill? "Mom, why are you saying the word 'kill'?" I can't help myself. But her eyes were stuck on the picture. I glance at the book again, other than the first page, nothing else was written. I put it back to where it came from and searched for anything I could gather information about, but there was none. Aside from the picture on the wall and this book, this room's empty. Mother suddenly went out of the room and stared outside from the veranda.

The Killing Game FL: She is stalked by a strange man who later offers to kill those who bully her. She is frightened about his offer and wants to get rid of him, but it is useless. One day when she is teased by her stepmother, she summons the courage to hit her with a golf club and her stepmother falls down to the ground, unconscious. Just then, the doorbell rings. It is him. He helps her clean up the scene and does the last stroke to kill her stepmother. Then, she agrees to do the game with him---they help each other to kill those who they don’t like. But she feels horrified all the time and finds out she cannot return to normal anymore. What is odd is that she can feel his sincere love tow

I'm stuck with you till death' “That's not going to work.” I swallowed, watching as a few ladies kept staring at Killan. They weren't just staring—they were gawking at him. I suddenly wanted to shove him inside for my eyes alone. He was too beautiful to be beholded by the world. I raked my fingers through my hair, exhaling out loud. “First, you barged into my school, and now, you're stalking me at my work place. What exactly are you?” “Your loyal servant.” He grinned, taking a majestic sip of the coffee again.