Scariest Stalkers Novels & Stories

Stalking. Currently, I’ve got six stalkers. They text me nonstop. Some take pictures of me on the street. I’ve had a stalker intercept me in the ground floor garage before. The worst of all are those that send handwritten letters of all the nasty things they want to do to me. “Are you alright Scarlett? You look pale,” Ford, my manager asks me. He pretends to look concerned for me. “Please tell me you’ve been sleeping well?” Not really. “Yes, I have.”

“What’s going on?” “Her stalker is in her house. Curt Fowler. He’s a friend of a Wyatt Pierce, her ex-boyfriend, and some lycan supremacist dick.” “Wait, not the artist?” My stomach flipped with my irritation. “Yes, the fucking artist. Are you dispatching or what?!”

“I’m ready for you to kick my ass. Get a few practice partners lined up.” “Is this afternoon too soon?” “Not soon enough.” I dreaded my next call, but bit the bullet anyway. “The world must be coming to an end. What’s up, bitch?” Valery said with her usual air of superiority. I went straight to the point. “I’m not sure if you’ve heard about my stalker. He’s killed two people. My friends, or in your case not so friendly acquaintances, could be on the list.” “Wow, Daddy must be keeping this quiet in the media.”

he laughs creepily reminding me of the dark alley. "Someone help me," I screamed as his disgusting lips fell on my neck, bile rose in my throat as his hands roam over my body. I thrashed violently "Help me." In a flash of a second, his body was removed from mine, and all I could see is see blood and the sounds of grunts and scream. Lucas lies on the floor. A man hovers over him in all black, and I already know who is the stalker. My hands tremble as I open the car door my hands trembling as I pushed on the accelerator.

“What now? Another online boyfriend showing up in Telluride?” “No. One of my stalkers is getting creepy.” Sidney reached down into the bag and pulled up a piece of licorice, nibbling on it nervously. “Just one?” Wes waited for her to respond, but Sidney just stared at him. “Creepy how?” he finally said, his tone leveled. “He’s just gotten really weird. First, he was talking about seeing what my insides look like. You know, quoting Scream. Then, he just said he wanted to catch me walking alone at Telluride and drag me into the bushes to have some fun.”

Teased her for being dramatic. Half the school ended up with food poisoning. I groan, dragging a hand down my face. “Don’t remind me.” “Well, you know damn sure it is,” she groans. I stare at her, cold dread sweeping through me. “No,” I say firmly, shaking my head. “We’re not doing this. We are not going to let him win before he even does anything.” Mira watches me carefully. “The stalker thrives on fear,” I grit through clenched teeth. “If he sees that we’re scared, he’ll keep playing with us. Keep dangling that video over our heads.”

The creatures below were still reaching, still making sounds like grinding metal mixed with human screaming. "What were those?" I managed. "Stalkers," Amon said between gasps. "Class C. They hunt in packs and use the subway cars as lairs." He looked at his ankle where the thing had grabbed him. The fabric of his pants was torn, and beneath, I could see deep scratches that oozed dark blood. "Damn it." "How bad?" I pulled out my med kit. "Not deep. But their claws carry infection." He grimaced as I cleaned the wound. "I'll be fine for now, but we need to move fast. If it gets worse..."

The Master AI blinked, projecting the route. << ACTIVATING ROUTE GUIDANCE. DISTANCE TO BIOLOGY RESEARCH CENTER: 5 KILOMETERS. >> << ROUTE: THROUGH SLUM AREAS CONTAMINATED BY 'PEEPER ZOMBIES' (NEW VARIANT: 'STALKER ZOMBIE' – HIGHLY CUNNING, MOVES WITHOUT SOUND, SENSITIVE TO WI-FI SIGNALS). << Warning: High risk of falling into the 'Silence Trap'. >> Stalker Zombies? Wi-Fi signal sensitive? Bima frowned.

Adrianna replied. Alissa jumped on to the first excuse that came across her mind, "You were right, I do miss Brandon a lot." "I knew it!" they squealed. "Why don't you call him?" "He is busy guys, with sports and all." "True. Maybe we could plan a triple date," said Lexie. Alissa wanted to faint when she heard that, how much more of Aron could she face. Should she just come clean to her friends and tell them everything but that would only make her stalker. Her mind buzzed with questions.

--------- Later at night: "Hey can you come out already? We will be leaving USA tomorrow. Don't you have work? Don't you have to check if everything is fine? What if another stalker attacks? What if one of us dies?- oops...I went to far. What if one of us gets badly injured? What then? Hey, Cilia Carpenter, are you listening?"