Romance Books With Stalkers Mga Nobela at Kwento

“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.

“If that wasn’t the sneakiest, most romantic thing I ever saw a man do for a woman…” “You didn’t think it was a little stalker-ish?” I asked. “Of course, it was a little stalker-ish,” Rowena said. “But also romantic.” “So… what’s the difference between stalker-ish and romantic?” I inquired. “Simple. Whether or not you end up in a freezer,” she replied authoritatively. That made me laugh again. “I suppose that’s true.” I twirled another lock of hair. “He wants to pay me twenty-million dollars to be his surrogate.”

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'Oh no. Hell hath no fury like a returning mate to your brother, and when he dared to peek over the covers, there she stood in all her fiery glory, Isabella Stalker, Luna of the Howling Warriors, and she was glaring at him in a way that made him want to run for cover. In the background, Lucy held a pup-Jesus how long was he out for? Seeing Jarvis peeking out from behind her somehow wasn't surprising-but in the time it took the alpha wolf to analyze the situation, Bella had skated across the floor to him.

Paul was afraid of what would happen if Lillie and Jennifer found out about each other. Lillie was preparing for the standing Friday Night date with Paul. She was cooking his favorite dinner. The dining room was filled with candles. The table was set with her finest China. The glasses were crystal. In the middle of the table was a floral arrangement made with red and white roses. Lillie knew Paul was going to try to end their relationship. The roses were perfect for the night to come. Red roses for Blood, and white roses for tears. She hoped that when he saw the table was set elegantly , with the red and white roses as the centerpiece, he would not carry out his plans. She wanted him to beli

Blurb: He craves her , wants her , watches her and bids his time in making his move and when finally he did, she becomes his Obsession. Will she be his undoing? She knows nothing about him except he has been her secret admirer, sending her flowers and love notes every single day . He's the mystery man in her life or more like her stalker . This is a fantasy based story , I don't actually think it has happened that anyone has had sex with there stalker so it's purely fantasy... Think of it like a mystery admirer. I repeat it's all a fantasy... Hope you like the naughty bits...

I had some dirty secrets of my own, and a past I wasn’t proud of. I was part of a Mafia family. A family of organized crime. But God help me, even though I had my own skeletons in the closet… If I’d have known that Sapphire was going to betray me in the worst fucking possible way, I would have torched that bitch and left her to die the first time I ever laid eyes on her. I would have disposed of her without a second fucking thought, and then moved on with my life without looking back. It takes more than a pretty girl to bring me to my knees. The more I push, the more she pushes back. Sapphire is a challenge that I’m not used to, but she needs to learn a thing or two about loyalty.

The hem of my dress rode higher, and his gaze followed lingering. “Read this aloud.” He opened the notebook. I leaned in. I vow to be with you completely body, breath, and secrets. To learn every sound you make, and to be the only one who ever hears them. My voice trembled on the last word. Heat flooded my face. “That’s…” I trailed off. “Keep going.” I vow to ruin you for anyone else. To mark your skin with my mouth, my hands until you feel me even when I’m gone.

A warning they couldn't ignore. I am the shadow that comes for those who threaten what's mine. --- ★ Klein Mansion – Late Night ★ *Cassie's POV* "Promise me you'll never leave me..." The words echoed softly through the fog of my mind, fragile as the fading light of dusk. I could still feel Valentina's small hand clutching mine, warm and steady.

Then, fuck, a twisted heat between my legs. "What the hell is this?" I held up the journal, voice shaking. He froze, then stood slow. "You shouldn't snoop." "You've been stalking me? Since the wedding?" He stepped close, grabbing the book. "Yeah. So what? You're mine." "Fuck you. That's sick." I shoved him, but he caught my wrists, pinning them behind my back. His body pressed mine against the workbench. "Sick? You love it. Dripping for your brother's cock every night."