Scary Stalkers Novels & Stories

I spun around to see two tall figures approaching us. I tensed up, glanced at Olivia, and she was on alert. "What pretty ladies we have here," one of the men said. "You don't want to do this," I said, as calmly as I could, even though I was scared. One of the guys came toward me from the right, and the other from the left. Olivia stood up straight, glaring at the man in front of her. The guys reeked of alcohol, and the one in front of me had a bottle in his hand. They looked careless. This wasn't planned, not by the mafia, not by the Clarks; they were just two stalkers who happened to see us alone.

“You need to chill, Ayesha. It’s fine now. The gifts and notes stopped weeks ago, which means they probably didn’t mean any real harm in the first place.” She let out a long, dramatic sigh and shook her head like I was some naive little kid. “That’s not how it works, Willow. Stalkers don’t just… stop because you added a better lock. This person, he or she is clearly obsessed with you. Don’t you see how dangerous that is? You watch the same true-crime documentaries I do. This is how it always starts.”

He looked around to see no Win. ". .. I... For few days i.. I am feeling odd. When i go out, i feel someone is stalking me. Sometimes i see some people lurking around outside our home. I wanted to tell you but i was so scared. Today i heard someone knocking on the door and when i peeped through the window they were unknown people. I am scared ". He burst out into tears. Cyrus looked at him with horrific eyes. He pulled him back into his embrace. His forehead was creased.

Bri had replied. Bri: I’d love to say I’ve never stalked anyone, but there’s one name that comes to mind... A girl who thinks ill of me despite my sunny vibes. Zara snorted, grabbing a towel and drying off. She quickly typed back, her fingers flying across the screen. Zara: Sunny vibes? Mam, our first interaction was slapping and spanking. Isn’t that what creepy stalkers do? Bri: What, are you kink-shaming? Besides, I thought it was trendy right now to be a bit possessive and stalkerish. It shows devotion…

Shuffling. Me(very pissed): Who the fuck is this?!... It better not be you silly teenagers prank calling or I swear to God I'll- **Shh, shh. Language, Sunshine.** Me: Pycho stalker? I gasped Stalker: Thats the name you've given me huh? Interesting. He chuckled seeming very amused. Me(very scared now but acting like I don't give a shit): What do you want? Stalker: Isn't it obvious? I want you, Sunshine.

“Someone is stalking me.” It was scary as fuck. I’d never been stalked but I’d heard stories about other women who ended up getting killed by their stalkers. I didn’t know if the person had a vendetta against me or Caspian, but considering they sent the pictures to Caspian, they were doing it to fuck with him. Was this what I had to endure to be with him again? I rushed to my sink and hunched over it, but nothing came out and I only ended up dry heaving but Caspian was there to rub my back gently. “Don’t be scared, baby. They won’t be able to hurt you.”

- 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

Beatrix cursed anyone she came across. The steps of this middle-aged woman are very lively, not inferior to those of an active teenage girl. Her steps were very wide, she could walk several steps in one step. Isn't that amazing? But all those who are in a hurry and panic will do the same. The run that was not fast becomes very fast, the wide strides become very wide. No matter who it is, whether girl or boy is the same. In the bedroom, Dawin lies unconscious. Several maids and bodyguards stood staring at Darwin, daring not to take any action. They didn't even have the courage to even touch Darwin.

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.

I have never had a stalker. Eva: Let’s just deal with it later --- Eva wasn’t exactly green when it came to stalkers. As a woman, she had experienced more than her fair share of them. She didn’t always mind them, though some were scary - that was for sure. Some were rather benign and were more awestruck than not. Usually they were friendly and respectful. And oftentimes they just went away on their own. Many were annoying and pushy and aggressive. Those types of people ended up on her block lists quickly, in case they escalated.