Obsessive Stalker Novels & Stories

She felt bad. A second, the corners of her eyes caught the glimpse of a black shadow. It looked like it was stalking her, not far from the place where she was standing. Qeiza walked slowly to lure the black shadow out of the place it was hiding. That’s absolutely right. A man really walked sneakily behind her. Qeiza kept walking forwards. However, the tails of her eyes continuously watched the stalker’s movements. When their distance was getting closer, Qeiza fastened her walk. Then, like a flash of lightning, she hid behind a tree in a darker area.

she caressed her body with her hands as she demonstrated her feelings. Fatima and Fellicia sat and watched Stella display her foolishness without saying a word to her as she kept talking. "It's been a while now. I can't wait to suck his schlong. I really miss his schlong. The vein in his schlong always makes me go crazy especially whenever it rises up and goes down when I strip in front of me makes me go crazy. Ah! I just can't wait to give him that one Exercise that he would never forget after receiving it from me. I just love his schlong. Oh i just…"

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

“The owner… he’s not like the others.” I turned to her, raising an eyebrow. “A jerk? An egotistical narcissist?” I half-joked, trying to break the tension. But Chloe didn’t laugh. Instead, she shivered slightly, the smile fading from her face. "He's... odd. And deadly. No one really sees him during the day. He’s a nightwalker." Her voice faltered on the last word. “He’s got a scar across his face. No one knows how he got it, but people say it’s the least dangerous thing about him.”

There was a computer on next to the doll with a letter half written, the note was addressed to me and had the same tone as all the others but the end was very revealing: “We are going to be together whatever happens and the stupid one of Isaac will not be able to separate us " I felt like I was going to pass out and grabbed a chair to keep from falling. Isaac was always right, Ezra was my stalker! How could I distrust him? Why did I ignore their warnings? My hand started to shake but it was too late to back down, I grabbed the sheet and threw it to the floor with one pull, the wall was exposed and I was speechless when I saw that it was full of photos of me, without realizing I had been phot

'''' '''Answer me please. ''''I told you I hated him and I wanted to take my revenge on my own...''' '''So, You are using me????''' '''In a way yes... you wanted to hurt him and to let him go and in a way I wanted the same. i wanted to hurt him too. I wanted to hit him on his weak point and you are just perfect for this...'''' ''''oh really?????''''' ''''and one more thing... I didn't have any proof..''''

But Rosie, on the other hand, knew exactly what to do to stalk a guy. “What are you doing?” Sierra asked in confusion as Rosie began typing furiously. “Opening I*******m, Twitter, and F******k. What’s his full name? “…Colton Anderson,” “Okay, I’m searching… and I’ll limit the search to Colton Andersons in the Tri-State area and to those under 30…” Sierra leaned closer to Rosie’s phone screen and watched. It only took a few seconds before the result came out. The search result from Twitter came back 0, so did F******k, and I*******m.

Kim stammered while explaining. " It's your fault she stayed up all night. If you had come back home early for once or behaved like a normal human being would have behaved none of this would have happened. Make sure that nothing happens to her or else you will hear it for me and that's a promise" an old lady walked out for my room glaring at him angrily.

But my hands shake as I trace the edge of one photo, remembering the way his eyes looked right through me tonight. "I'm such an idiot," I whisper to my reflection in the dark window. "Such a pathetic, invisible idiot." My phone buzzes with a notification someone tagged me in a social media post. My blood turns to ice as I open the app and see what awaits me. It's a video from tonight, shot by someone in the stadium tunnel. The caption reads: "Creepy Omega stalker caught spying on hockey gods! #StalklerAlert #OmegaProblems #Pathetic"