Scariest Stalker Stories Novels & Stories

“All of which I could forgive if you didn’t set me up with an anorexic Mexican who believes he is a fictional character; ruining one of my favorite romance novels with the experience! Now you won’t have to worry about the big city swallowing my midget body whole, since the proper schizophrenic you gave my personal information is stalking me!” I stamp my foot with a sharp intake of breath. “He’s a stalker, Nicky! You know how I feel about stalkers! They are up there with being late, daisies and Hitler! ” I heave in a shaky breath, battling down the panic.

What did that even mean? “I have no idea what you're getting at,”she said to the young girl.”What are you speaking of?” “She has lived in the shadows for a long time,watching and waiting for you.” “You’re not making any sense,”Beth replied,agitation rising in her voice. “Have you not felt her Beth?Here in your home?She watches you,growing stronger every day,she wants your life and she will end it when she’s ready.” Now Beth was getting mad.Were hallucinations supposed to be this annoying?

I saw the elevator's lights and it felt like finally, I can escape Its just a few more seconds then I can yell for help. The stairs are few meters away from me and the stalker is also behind me. It happened in slow-motion, something hard had hit my head. The pain is unbearable and due to the pain and the hit on the head I can't see properly, and I stumbled down the stairs and I don't know that I stumbled or the stalker pushed me but iam stumbling down the stairs. It felt like my every bone is being smashed. After stumbling down the stairs my body stopped at the end of the stairs and my vision is blurry, every inch of my body is aching. I saw the stalker approach me slowly but due to my blurr

Fuck. My head started spinning violently. The absolute terror of knowing that the stalker had been physically lurking in the dark bushes of Mari’s family home, watching my best friend through a camera lens, sent a freezing spike of dread straight into my veins. The situation was escalating at a terrifying speed. I took a deep, shaky breath, trying to compartmentalise the panic so I could function. I quickly tapped out a reply.

Not until I felt it. A ripple in the air. A presence that wasn’t there before. And then I knew. The Dread Stalkers. They were Zerathos' hunters. The realization sank into me like an endless out. Dread Stalkers. The creatures that fed on fear. That grew stronger the more their prey panicked. That meant they weren’t just attacking. They were waiting for us to be afraid. They could sense the fear and then more they picked us off the more that fear grew.

They were going to kill her. A sudden, fierce pain shot through her, and she clutched wildly at Roxanne’s arm, for her friend had moved to Bianca’s side when she cried out. “Hush…bee…Bianca…Don’t…” But Bianca was beyond listening. Realisation stole the air from her lungs. The Stalker, Her Stalker, who had been terrorising her now for months, always one step ahead, always remaining elusive. Yes, he had sent this. To crush her.

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.

Her Stalker is a stalker-age-gap dark romance not recommended for those under 17. Triggers include extreme sexual content, voyeurism, profanity, and dark themes. *Read at your own discretion. This story is about a stalker's love and determination for the girl he set his sights on a long time ago. Brixton started watching Harley, or his little bird when she was starting high school, and she never had a clue... But what happens when his secret is revealed?

"But Archer didn't let me go." I told them about the stalking. The black roses that appeared on my desk like a funeral omen. The messages that felt like a noose tightening. And finally, the night at Shae’s place. The sound of breaking glass. The way Archer had pounded on the door like a madman, screaming for me to come back to him. "Oh, Evelyn..." my mother sobbed, the sound raw and pained. She couldn't wrap her head around her daughter being in that much danger so far from home.

I let out a choked cry as the stalker leaned down, plucked the phone from my useless grip, and tossed it into the pool with agonizing slowness. They didn't even watch it sink. They just grabbed me by the back of my dress and shoved me into the pool, before they did, the hood fell, allowing me to catch a glimpse of a scar on their neck and a bit of their side profile, everything was already blurry, making it unable for me to see who it was, since i was getting murdered, the least they could’ve done is a face reveal so i die knowing who my stalker was… not like it would change anything, but just to satisfy my curiosity. The air rushed past me, followed by the violent, icy impact of the water.