Killing Stalking Novels & Stories

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."

He knew my middle name before I told him, told me he was around the night my parents were murdered and now he was knowing my allergies. How much stalking had Caine did and since when? What new thing was I going to be shocked with again?

Let them build up to an incinerating level, then fuck them -- it's so worth it. Stalkers ignore ROs. That's okay. Now you can legally trap them. They'll do whatever you want. Not because they are afraid of you. It is an RO for God's sake -- one night in jail, maybe. No, they'll do whatever sex act you request because that's why they are stalking you in the first place; the sensual/emotional connection.

Was standing behind him. Kyle's body tightened. He heard stealthy steps making their way towards him. The stalker was coming closer. They took very light, very subtle steps closer, but this was no new experience for Kyle. He had caught many girls— and many times men in pursuit of him sent by enemies— following him like shadows. Even though they were good at pretending they weren’t there, Kyle had the sharp instincts of a predator and caught them in time. Anyway, the person stopped right behind him and pressed something, like the muzzle of a gun, into his lower spine. Kyle only rolled his eyes and let out a bored grunt.

The pieces started to fall into place, and the stalker's motives became clear. With the evidence in hand, we confronted the stalker, ready to put an end to their reign of terror. The encounter was tense, filled with confrontations and revelations. It was a battle of wills, as we fought to reclaim our lives and bring justice to those who sought to destroy us.

The air feels thicker, harder to breathe. A sick, heavy dread settles in my stomach. He’s here. My stalker is here. And I have no idea who he is. But I know— I know— he’s watching me.

“AKIA! DON’T!” “I FOUND OUT THAT ARES IS MY STALKER!” The moment those words leave her mouth, my blood starts to boil. “ARES SAW ME ALL THOSE YEARS AGO AND DECIDED THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HIS! HE HARASSED ME, MY FAMILY, AND MY FRIENDS FOR YEARS!” The tide is turning for me. I vowed to make her stalker pay for all of the pain he put her through, and now I know that person is my brother. He terrorized our mate, and that has to be answered for. “ARES AS MY STALKER, NOT ONLY HARASSED ME. HE IS THE ONE WHO KILLED MY PARENTS!” I feel my body shaking in rage. Roul is pacing in my mind, begging to be let free. “HE NOT ONLY KILLED MY PARENTS-”

no one has the right to think that way about her. "records" I shouted and My secretary handed me a document which had all his information, molested a teen, Reported stalking girls at night, harassed a school going girl, Raped a girl. "How the hell are you freely wondering after so many crimes?" I Shouted and Fired the gun on his head. "You no longer will." I walked out of the basement and walked upstairs towards my room. I threw my body on the bed and stared at the ceiling. - I feel better after killing that criminal.

"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."

“I don’t recognize him, and—” “Oh,” I seethed, “I know him. One of the first things he said to me was, ‘They’ll kill him to get to you.’ ‘Him’ meaning me, ‘you’ meaning Steph. ‘The rogues want you.’” My voice went darker. “He’s stalking us.” Without heeding Kellen’s warning, I strode across the hall, my shoes clicking loudly on the marble, and got in the rogue’s unimpressed face. “You tailed us here, Arrio. That’s not fucking cool.”