Killing Stalking Fanart Novels & Stories

So, he can only satisfy his feelings by watching Gie from afar. The turning point of their story is that Yan, who was secretly following Gie, actually was secretly followed by a stalker fan. This stalker fan was obsessed with Yan and wanted to assault him but faced with Yan’s rejection, the stalker fan loathed Yan instantly and stabbed Yan. Fortunately, Gie was nearby and noticed the commotion in their side. The stalker fan escaped, while Gie immediately treated Yan. However, that stab was fatal and Yan regrettably died without ever confessing to Gie.

“I am not interested. Go and talk about it without me, I’m not included with you guys, anyway.” I walked. I did not mind bidding goodbye to Nikolai who was intently watching and hearing me and Clark talk. Clark followed me. “This is not a joke anymore, Xienne. Come and think about it. Two of our classmate was killed.” I looked at him. “And?” “What if someone from us is the killer.” I chortle. “You are being paranoid, Clark. Stop watching cheap horror movies. You are creating your own horror.” “I thought you are smart, Xienne. I am stating possibilities here.”

"I'm ready for you to kick my ass. Get a few practice partners lined up." "Is this afternoon too soon?" "Not soon enough." I dreaded my next call, but bit the bullet anyway. "The world must be coming to an end. What's up, bitch?" Valery said with her usual air of superiority. I went straight to the point. "I'm not sure if you've heard about my stalker. He's killed two people. My friends, or in your case not so friendly acquaintances, could be on the list." "Wow, Daddy must be keeping this quiet in the media."

“They could be recording. They could have footage of everything—” “Good.” He grinned. “We can even start our OnlyFans from there if our videos leak… Well, I'll be the only fan because I don't want anyone to see you naked, ever.” My breath hitched in my throat, and I gulped. “We can't —”

One afternoon, as they navigated a narrow canyon, a sudden, deafening roar echoed through the rock walls. It was not the howl of a wolf, but the mechanical bark of a hunter’s weapon, followed by the whistling screech of a projectile. Elara reacted instantly, shoving Kael out of the path of the incoming bolt. The silver-tipped arrow buried itself deep into the rock face where he had stood moments before, a testament to the Shade Stalkers’ deadly accuracy.

I remarked and Kyler chuckled. “The pictures you sent me through the mindlink were wow ! Are you an artist in painting bodies with blood ? The precision of the cuts and the streams of oozing blood were too accurately done !! I could swear you were sending me the images of a painting if I had not seen your victims walking and talking for real ! The artwork was beautiful but gory,” Kyler said with a shudder. “I know you paint red better, babe,” I snorted as I thought back about Kyler’s victims tonight. All of them had been left hanging on a tree and I swear, I would have loved to turn that tree into a Xmas one if he had used actual decorations instead of corpses.

Mindy hurried excitedly to answer it, and three dubious-looking men in shabby costumes walked through the door. The moment I saw their leader, a man with a large mole on his face, the blood in my veins went cold, and my fingernails dug deeply into my palms. It was them! In my past life, these three "exorcists" took Mindy's money and struck me to death with a so-called holy scepter drenched in dog's blood! Suppressing the murderous rage surging inside me, I lowered my head obediently and stepped aside. The fake exorcists entered the bedroom and theatrically circled Sam's bed, before a mole-faced man slapped his thigh dramatically.

'I see what's going on here, you're testing me, testing to see if I really like the things I said I did. "My all time favs are Full Metal Alchemist, both of them Brotherhood, Bleach, and now I can't wait for the third season of Seven Deadly Sins. Kill la Kill is to die for, oh the list is so long." Even though you nodded, you weren't satisfied, "I'm impressed." You said, though.

She was now relaxed as Alberto didn't look like a threat to him. "I already did. But I don't have any modeling experience and they prefer experienced models. So, I wanted to tell you personally that I am your fan. I really like you… mm.. your work and I want to be a model for it". Alberto replied. "Well Mr Stalker, I have a team and we make our decisions together. We will select models and if you would be good enough to be a model. Then we will call you. So, no more stalking. Otherwise I will have to call the police and neither of us want that to happen. I think you would understand that". Juliana said.

Punch is who I am and who I’ll always be. “So if it’s all right with my Alpha, I guess I need to add a third Blood Card. Hugo Casillas. For the crimes of shooting Kent “Chunk” Larson, aiding and abetting if not outright killing your own brother just to set me up… Making babies you had no intention of raising, and generally being a shit example of what a shifter should be, I hereby sentence you to death. Oh and Reeve uh… Whatever your name is, I can’t even imagine how many people you’ve killed so, you’re just fucked. You’re on our territory which makes me your judge, jury and executioner,” I say, shrugging as Doze laughs.