Romance Books With Stalkers Novels & Stories

Chapter 2 Isabella’s POV “That arrogant prick,” I muttered under my breath as I stormed into the crowded investor dinner two nights later, my black cocktail dress hugging every curve I knew he would stare at. My skin still felt hot from the boardroom stare down. I had spent the last forty eight hours trying to forget how my body reacted to Victor Kane, but the second I spotted him across the room chatting with some investors, my thighs clenched again. His eyes found mine immediately like he had been waiting.

I knew for a fact, I was being watched. I took off my pajamas and then my black jockstrap, framing my ass in the mirror. I stood there, staring at my, at my reflection, obsessed by what I saw. My hourglass waist, the dermal piercings, I ran my hand through my chest rubbing on my nipple ring until I hissed. The message already got me hard. My cock throbbed so hard that it hurt, filling out my strap. "Fine, stalker. Let's play this game,"

The hushed whispers and studious atmosphere were a stark contrast to the chaos of my own thoughts. I scanned the shelves, searching for something that would capture my attention, something that could whisk me away into another world where desire and longing were nothing more than fictional characters' plights. But as I pulled book after book from their places, flipping through pages and absorbing words, none of them offered any solace. "Anything interesting in there?" I gasped and turned to face Hunter. "Dammit, Hunter. Are you stalking me?" "Kind of," he shrugged. "What do you want?" I asked.

But now, seeing the pattern, the dark undercurrent, the unsettling truth of the situation became clear. Flashbacks flooded her mind, vivid memories of the past, when she had received those same black roses, accompanied by cryptic notes that had sent shivers down her spine. The words, once dismissed as harmless romantic gestures, now echoed with a sinister undertone, a chilling testament to the stalker's relentless pursuit.

His relationships were all short except for Sienna, and he knew all of his exes were with someone now. There was only one female werewolf he hooked up with, but she was now mated to one of the werewolves in another city. The others were humans, and none of them checked the list. Asher's forehead creased in thought. An obsessed stalker was very dangerous and unpredictable. “Do you have any idea who it could be?” “No.” He shook his head and paced the office. “There’s no scent trail, but I feel that someone’s watching me.” "Then we have a serious issue, Asher. Stalkers are never good. Today she is killing your enemies, how long before she starts killing your flings just because they were with y

And I only have one attempt left until the alarm attached to it goes off…. Ughhhh, why does it have to be so complicated. What's in there anyway? That requires a passcode. I think deeply before I input the date they got married and bingo…. It unlocked. Mennnnnmn, this man's so in love. I opened the door to see different dark romance books. Damn! Who could have thought that my stepdad is into these things. Hmmm, if I read here I will get caught and it won't be a funny experience. So I took three: The ritual, hunting adeline, and captive in the dark. I glanced through it, saw the disclaimer and I just feel like I would love it. I raised my bodycon and placed them in my panty line, closed the s

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams 5)Mary Redferne PS this book is set up in the 1960s Mary Redferne I was in the car, tapping my foot restlessly as the driver drove inside the gates of a mansion of the guy I was about to marry in a few months. Yeah I know, crazy! I never thought that I’d settle for an arrange marriage

Something cold and metal clicked around my left ankle. It is was a delicate silver chain with a tiny bell. An anklet. “So the others know you’ve already been a very good girl,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the small of my back. Then he was gone, door closing softly behind him. I stayed bent over the couch, sweater soaked with drool and tears, my ass glowing, pussy throbbing and dripping five strangers’ worth of anticipation onto the marble floor. Four more knocks to go. And I’d never been more ready in my life.

I was so angry it was like all my actions were of their own accord "At least answer the fucking question and maybe I can finally get one sufficient night's rest without my thoughts being filled with the murderous stalker that occupies my house whenever he wants! With a growl, He stands up and takes a step forward, his shadow falling over me. I'm five foot six and I have to tilt my head back to look at him. "Let me make one thing clear," he takes another step closer to me and I do the opposite "I owe you nothing. And anything I do happens because I can. I killed that guy you brought home because you let him touch you. I killed the guy at the club because you kissed him and gave him privileges

Lily With my heart pounding heavily with anguish, I wait for Eva to become furious and scold me for falling in love with my stalker, since I'm certain that my sister hates Nicolae Moonridge. But when I finish speaking and confessing everything I feel, my sister only lets out a long sigh, gently stroking my back. "So in the end, your crazy stalker won your heart," Eva whispers, slightly exasperated. "I'm sorry…"