Scary Stalker Stories Novels & Stories

Suddenly a mischievous idea came to mind,I grinned taking out the fake robot chrockroaches I made, how about a little prank. I tiptoed to Stacey's room opening the door gently I peeped in to see if she was awake. After making sure she was asleep, I stepped into the room, i gently walked closer to her bed,, lifted her shirt and dropped the chrockroach on her back then left the room. I did the same to Erick and Jace before turning on the robots with the little remote in my hand The chrockroaches began crawling all over their bodies while they woke with a start, they started screaming trying to get the fake bugs of their bodies while I rolled in laughter

His tall stature and aloof demeanor made her feel small and defenseless. "We've finally met, my creepy stalker," Sumire remarked wryly upon encountering her unsettling pursuer. The man possesses a large and imposing physique. Loomed over her, his actions and presence exuding a sense of darkness and threat. He leaned in closely, his lips exploring every corner of her skin, as his red eyes, brightened by her intoxicating scent, fixated on her. Dark and foreboding, a sinister grin appeared on his face, and a fang extended slowly, adding an eerie touch to the encounter. In a deep, husky, and compelling tone, he murmurs.

From the looks of them, I can tell this is no ordinary gathering. She sighs, rubbing her forehead like she’s had enough of this circus. “Erm, my serial killer,” she says, gesturing at me, then to the others. “This is my stalker and mafia friend.” I blink, then smirk. So, these are the others she’s playing with. Of course she’d attract a mafia boss and a hacker-stalker. Her need to dance on the edge of danger is even deeper than I’d thought. I like that about her—she’s got nerve. But bringing these two into the fold? That’s just asking for trouble.

It felt like he was reading an adventure story except that, here, he was not a reader, but one of the characters-the suffering protagonist probably. His stalker was the villain here. "You fucking undermined me, but I'm sure you have come to your senses now." The stalker said again, "If you make any more funny moves, I am going to catch you, and torture you severely. I have got all your life under watch, right here before me. All your life in a computer."

I returned his smile. "Okay, it was a dark, dark, stormy night. The wolves were howling, the owls were squeaking, it was pouring heavily, and the weather had changed. Everything was flashing black and white with the help of the lightning, the thunder roared in anger, scaring everyone of them, the vol-" "Okay, okay, that's too much information. Just get to the best part already," I said, cutting him off.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

Not even close. X’s mouth twitched at the corner, the kind of smile that never quite reached his eyes. “You could say we’re like the Ghostbusters, something like that. In fact, we're honored to be called when 'something strange is in the neighborhood'.” Then X looked at me. “Carl, this reminds me of that job offer I made to you in St. Louis when we first met. Skinwalker lore is a specialty of yours. Looks like you're about to see a real one up close.” X turned again to Pastor Brooks. “ You see, Pastor, we deal with things that go bump in the night on a whole different level.”

she said while looking at me intently, "Just tell me what's going on in your head?" Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath, “I…” My mouth clamped shut, not knowing how to give words to the storm brewing in my head. Sliding her hand over mine, Thea squeezed lightly, “Look, I know something is disturbing you, and I also know it’s related to your stalker. Just…talk to me. I’m here for you,” she said in a voice laced with worry. Grabbing a glass of water, I took a sip and stared her dead in her eyes, “I think he is a werewolf.”

. Like👍 before reading please. . 💔Hidden Scars💔 (Pain within😭) . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . . 😍Episode 23😍 . . 🌹Natasha🌹 "I should stop? Nat, when will you stop being so afraid of him? I know what he's doing to you but why won't you talk". He yells at me. "That asshole of a stepbrother is just using your fear against you by doing those horrible things".

Lea replied, looking horrified. “What? No he would not say something as gruesome like that.” I said. Raven? Nope, he even fears the horror films about ghosts and crazy murders with a chainsaw, and he would say something like that? It would have terrified his brain. Lea raised her eyebrows at me, assessing if I was serious with what I had just said. “You are kidding me… Alpha Crowden? Alpha Crowden of Kingston Pack? Oh lady, I have heard stories about him already. Gruesome stories. His adventures, his kills, his missions, his battles, and blood, blood everywhere.”