Romantic Killer Stalker Novels & Stories

"One day, it could be you in the crosshairs. Not because of who you are. Because of who I am." She turned. The morning light cut him in two—half the man who'd buried his face in her shoulder last night, half the expressionless killer at the end of the hall. "What? One day you'll shoot me?" The color drained from his face. "I'd sooner put a bullet in my own head." His voice had dropped to something almost inaudible. He didn't finish the sentence. He didn't need to. Her tears fell. She didn't wipe them. She let him see.

He looked up at me with eyes as black as coal and full of hatred. “You have been a very tricky woman to get hold of,” my stalker said, his lips curling with a humorless smirk. “Lucky for me, you were out of town long enough so I could get past these cheap little window locks.” My heart went into my throat as I fumbled to grab the doorknob behind me. All humor left my stalker’s face as he aimed the gun at me. “Don’t be an idiot,” he growled, pointed canines in his mouth bared. “Close the door, sit on the couch, and be a good girl.”

She wanted to see the metal that she had been holding and just how beautiful it looked like the gun that he had gifted her but she couldn't because of the dim lighting of the passageway that they were walking through. “You know the haunted houses are said to be one of the most romantic places for couples,” Alastor said, making her remember the numerous couples who she had seen outside. “And why is that?” she asked and suddenly pulling her close to his side Alastor said, “So that they can do this.” “So a haunted house is a place for people to get horny among creepy surroundings while a bunch of people watch them from cameras?” she said not finding any appeal in it.

It’s time to visit my dear sister……three queens cannot rule zikia,two must bow one must stand and I’ll be the one. I wore my hooded cloak and walked out through the tunnel as the sun rays hit my eye lids. Just like the way her father is dying on his sick bed, that’s how she’ll go into an eternal slumber. I watched to and fro, making sure no one saw me or noticed my shadow. I pushed the door and walked in, heading into the chamber. Katherine sat facing the mirror with a black quill in her right hand and a black chalk in the other. “I see you finally learnt something apart from being a blood sucking bitch” I said, sitting on her bed as she jerked and turned to look at me.

One Mathew was willing to dispose of after she did his biding. "Then who is the threat?", her head tilted unconsciously, scrutinising his every move. "Alpha Damien Anderson, of the Blue blood pack" he growled. Andrea noticed how his fists clenched, his eyes glazed over – his wolfs anger giving away his hatred. "They will kill me the moment I succeed", the alpha before her smirked knowingly at her words. Alpha Damien of the Blue Moon pack was the most ruthless Alpha in centuries and Mathew was certain his people would hunt her down if she succeeded. If she failed then he would certainly kill her himself.

Kate groaned in anger. “Wow, a doctor and a hacker too. This guy must be a real genius.” Mr. Gray looks truly impressed by it. “No, no. It feels too imaginary for the killer to be both a doctor and a hacker. I think he has an accomplice.” Stefan said, hearing Mr. Gray’s remarks. “Anyways, what about the kidnapping? Did you find out how he kidnapped his victims?” Mr. Anderson asked Kate who was now opening another file on the PC. “The last scene where all the victims were seen was inside some high-class bar in the VIP room. Apparently, there is no camera inside the VIP rooms.” Kate calmly explained.

hinugasan ko ito sa gripo ng lababo Ang damit ko at agad na tumakbo kung san ko iniwan si manuel.Pinunasan ko ang nga dugo sa katawan nya at pinagmasdan ang buong muhka nya.Napaka gwapo ng lalaking to nasisiguro ko ngang kamuhka ko sya pero bakit?bakit sinabi sakin ng investigator ko na nandito sya?!at bat sinabi sakin na nagpunta ng paris si manuel.Pagkatapos ko mahpunas ng mga dugo ay nakita ko ang bakas ng pinamalo sa likod nya.at isang saksak sa kanan na braso at dalawa sa kaliwang braso!Ang akala ko ay ako palang makakagawa sayo ng ganyan na unahan na pla ako.

"I swear the second I come out of this....this dying situation...you will be dead meat!! I will kill you with my own hands...twist your neck in the worst angle and smash that irritatingly handsome face of yours against my own fuck*** locker!! These fingers...I will cut them one by one to my heart's satisfaction and then I-" "I won't continue if I were you Stalker. After all, the person you are talking about is your only saviour"

At thirteen feet tall, his light-absorbing obsidian fur and glowing violet Alpha runes made him the most terrifying entity on the battlefield. A Stalker slashed its dark-matter blade at Killian's chest. The blade didn't bounce off; it was simply absorbed into Killian's fur, dissolving into nothing. Killian’s deep, distorted chuckle vibrated through the air. "You call yourselves shadows?" He reached out with a massive, violet-clawed hand and grabbed the Stalker by its featureless face. Killian didn't crush it. He unhinged his massive jaws, revealing teeth that burned with a mixture of solar fire and deep space entropy, and bit the creature directly in half.

When the last mourners had paid their respects to the fallen and everyone was in the arena, there was a rippling shiver that caused a path through the crowd. And there she was, the Alpha Luna of The Howling Warriors. Isabella's head was held high as her violet eyes caught sight of her Papa and her shoulders squared back in challenge as she made her way to the podium. Although she was small, Isabella Romano Stalker held her power with dignity, and as she stood on the podium, mere inches from the man who tried to kill her mate, she refused to show any emotion as she addressed him. "Santos Romano, you have been charged with murder, attempted murder, kidnapping, inciting a war, treason, rape, an