Scariest Stalker Stories Novels & Stories

Imak says gravely. My fingers fly across the page as I read the report and I can feel the blood drain from my face and my stomach turn. I’ve been around for tens of thousands of years, and I’ve witnessed all levels of depravity this world has to offer, and yet it never gets any easier. The poor young woman this man was accused of stalking was found mutilated beyond recognition in his flat. Her body parts covering his bedroom wall like some grotesque Ed Gein-inspired wallpaper. Police officials in England are still at a loss for words on how he managed to do it, but there’s no denying his guilt. They’ll never know magic was the cause but finding a woman’s body parts covering every surface of

she said in a voice soft with affection. Briana rolled her eyes. "But his troubled childhood is not an excuse to kill innocent people! How can you still foolishly defend your deranged boyfriend? You are impossible!" She shouted angrily. Stacy's eyes widened, she looked at Briana as if the woman had two horns on her head. "What!?" Briana asked after noticing the look of horror on Stacy's face. "Watch out! Look behind you!" Stacy screamed. And when Briana turned around to look at the object that terrified her companion, she saw a giant fireball coming their way.

“I found the stalker… She fell.” My eyes widened. I wanted to ask more, but I saw the tears in Nina’s eyes and knew that something horrible happened that she likely wouldn’t want to talk about just yet, if ever. Nina stayed behind to tend to Ronan, while I went out in search of the stalker. It didn't take me long to find her, thanks to my ability to see in the dark; her lifeless body lay at the bottom of the ravine. Her neck had clearly been broken from the wall.

Stella Grace was quite sad as she listened to the story. She thought of Dante and her past. The scariest thing in the world was not wild beasts, but human's hearts. The massacre in Tavers Village and the extermination of this family were the real examples. Wild beasts would not hurt people when they were full, but devils would never be satisfied. Stella was a little distressed, and she asked, "Has any investigation been made on this matter? The death of 17 people is undoubtedly a serious case."

“Right after my mom’s funeral, I received the first note from my stalker.” “Stalker?” Lysander growled. I nodded. “That’s what I call him. He’s both a guardian angel and a murdering creep all rolled into one.” “How so?” Xavier asked. “Well, the first note said to run or I’d die—and that he killed my mom. Since then, the notes have arrived with warnings or threats, depending on how you look at it. Soon after, the hunters would find us.” I sucked in a breath. “Anyway, I took the stalker’s advice and ran with Orion. He was so young and didn’t fully understand what was going on. I went to my college dorm to get help from my best friend, Claire, and her family.”

Stacy took her seat again and had a sorry look on her face. “Don’t look like that, its an Nogitsune, a Kitsune who has turned vile, they feed on chaos, pain and strife, please whatever you do, be careful hunting this thing, they are ancient and unforgiving.” Nikki no longer had a bite in her voice; she was truly worried for her friend. “Nikki, what aren’t you telling me?” Stacy asked noticing the tears welling in her friends deep brown eyes. “I think it may be the same one that killed Raul.” the tears were no longer being held back; instead they were flowing free down her cheeks and dripping to her tank top.

The similarity of those stalkers in movies, studying their victims during their slumber. Now that's creepy as hell!! I shudder openly. I access my closet for clean clothes, and shriek as I'm pummelled to the floor by a mass flood of teddy bears. Trying to leap out, I'm only tossed back down by another swell of fluffy teddies from the closet. After the third influx of teddies, I finally resurface out by repleted fury with my hands clenched in fists at my sides. "DASTARD!!!" I scream, before clamping my hands over my mouth.

“Emma—” “What do you want to hear? That you’re right? Well, good for you, you are! I’m sad that my mom died, leaving me with everything, and that my brother hates my existence, and my ex-boyfriend was lying to me for the entirety of our relationship, and that I’m feeling so fucking alone!” Tears were pouring out of my eyes like a broken dam. “I can’t even tell my friends that I’m being stalked or tell anyone that I’m so scared of staying here cooped up in my room alone and waiting for the stalker to come find me and I won’t be able to do anything!”

the stalker said and he looked at her and pushed Nia. Nia fell back. Kevin went and helped her up. “You all are gonna stay here!” The stalker shouted and took up Sydney off the ground. Nia looked and widened her eyes. The stalker placed her on the counter and covered her. Jacob looked at her and was about to get up. “NO! Stay where you are!” the stalker said. Nia looked at her best friend and got angry. "Why are you doing this creep?!" Nia shouted. "I ask the questions around here! You will follow what I say until I let you all go!" the stalker shouted.

- The stalker - Today was the awaited day for her. The date that she asked, just few minutes and she’ll see his face once again. Jill walked in the endless seemingly road. Early in the morning where the sun hasn't fully risen. The two agree to meet at the center of the town at exactly 8 am. She was prepared and everything she needed was in her pouch. Hills and wide array of farm land can be seen. Carabaos and their owners, farmers pulling out weeds and wives delivered food to their hard-working husband. A scenery of the slice of life of the farmers. Flipping pages as she walks vividly, however every sight felt redundant. From afar there was a silhouette of a person, creeping from tree to tre