Scariest Stalkers Mga Nobela at Kwento

“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!” My chest was heaving by the time I stopped speaking. God, I was such a fucking mess. I was sniffling and crying in my La Perla bra set and being so pathetic. I shivered when he leaned close enough to wipe the tears from my cheeks with his thumb. “You are not alone,” Cillian said. His voice wasn’t soft, but firm. As if he was scolding me. “I feel alone.” I peered at him, his clenched jaw and intense eyes. “I keep overthinking about her death, Caleb, the stalker, and everything. I don’t

My past has followed me down here and it has caught up with me. Eight Entry: I saw him last night, he was following closely behind. I knew it was him, he was trying to trail me home, trying to make me scared and miserable. He turned up at my restaurant today when he saw me joking around with my co-workers. His eyes turned red and he smirked at me. I went to the officers to report the stalking and they told me to come back if he shows up again. I’m too scared to sleep at night, I don’t know when he’ll come just like a thief and put a bullet straight through my head. Like he had said, I’ll never find happiness. //////////////////:::

“What guy? Like a detective?” “No. A hacker.” Thomas grinned at her with a devilish smirk. “I will tell you everything, but first I need to say the other thing.” Both of them shot me a curious look and I continued with a smile. “Steven found something. We might have a clue who the stalker is. The owner of the maze is her father.” “Why didn’t you say that earlier?” Thomas eyed me. “Well, we were having such a fun ride, I didn’t want to spoil it.” I shrugged and picked out my mobile to google Spookyville.

Why else would these gangsters keep barging into our living room demanding stuff? "We really need to do something about this situation. I'm scared to even step out of the house. I know for sure Victor show up at the restaurant and won't even bat an eye before kidnapping me. Oh god! The idea of being alone with Victor makes me so sick." Scarlett was clearly having a panic attack. I can't even blame her because Victor was pretty serious about taking matters in his own hands. "We need someone who can scare Victor." Scarlett said. Asher Lancaster. "Someone who is more powerful than Victor." She added

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

The next swipe made all of us scream She had screenshots of my old I*******m stories. Stories I deleted, stories that were up for ten minutes because I hated how my face looked. There were notes typed underneath each screenshot, little comments analyzing my expressions, my mood, what I might’ve been thinking. Like a detective, but obsessed. “Maya…” I whispered. “Yeah, no, I don’t like this anymore,” Maya said, her voice wobbling. “This is… this is giving crime documentary.” “I told you !” Sienna squeaked. “I said stalkers were sexy but this is not what I meant. I meant li…like a hot guy in a hoodie who writes poetry, not this girl spying like a freaky creepy CIA”

She said and went out of the house. She was walking alone in the bright light of street lights. She noticed a shadow was following her. She started to walk fast and that shadow was also walking fast to chase her. She also noticed that there was a cap on the head of the shadow. She changed the ally and stopped there at the corner, waiting for her stalker to turn to that ally. She was already sick of this stalker and because of Adrian she was totally frustrated. She put her hand in her bag in which she was carrying her water bottle. As soon as, that guy turned the ally. She sprayed pepper spray in his eyes.

“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.

Samantha hangs up the phone, feeling more confused and scared than ever. The next day, Samantha gets a call from the officer again. He tells her that he needs to come to her house, and she agrees. When he arrives, he tells her that he has some bad news. He says that the person behind the calls and texts is her neighbor, Mark. Samantha is shocked, and she tells the officer that she can't believe it. Mark has always been so friendly and helpful, and she never would have suspected him. The officer tells her that it's common for stalkers to be people who know their victims.

Chapter 13: Now spread "I... don't understand. Who are you, and who's the walking shadow with the knife?" "My n-name's Kelly. He's the Stalker. He comes every night since the first time he caught me. He won't leave me alone. Every night he comes and... and..." She broke into tears again. Michael took her in his arms and allowed her to sob into his shoulder. Unfortunately, he was a teenage boy and not used to comforting crying women. After a while, however, her tears subsided. She looked up at him. "He comes every night to rape me. All I can do is hide, and he always finds me." She looked away, as if disgusted with herself. "The things he does to me... It's worse every time. I d-don't think I