Novel & Cerita Scary Stalkers

She's been dead for a whole ten years now, her dad now leading the gang in her place. Her stalker was catching up with her. Stacey rode faster. She really hoped it wasn't one of Marco's men. They've been after her family for five years now. Trying to eliminate them so they could rule the town in their stead. This particular clash had killed her favorite cousin Gino. Marco and his men were dangerous one thing she knew for sure, but they weren't half as dangerous as her dad. And whoever was following her if it be one of Marco's men was treading on very dangerous territory. Stacey found a hidden corner and parked her bike. If there's one thing her dad taught her it was to approach your target h

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

Stacy laughed as she exclaimed I have to earn as much money as I can in the next year so we can ride to school in style. Stacy and Sandra arrived at school and parted ways as they went to their classes. Stacy walked into her home room class oblivious to the fact that in the shadows watching her walk to school was a lone figure with an old grey hoodie that had seen better days. He had listened to the young girls talk about the babysitter stalker and thought to himself just how wrong young Stacy was. He had laid low for awhile since the last time, but it would seem that is was time for another appearance.

I furiously said. “Why would I tell you? I’m not slow. Whatever I say will be against me. So, letting you figure it out makes things more interesting— don’t you think.” Brad began to laugh. Every time we moved closer, Brad gently squeezed the trigger. We are dead if we try anything. I glanced at my coworker, who was on the ground bleeding from the back. Fuck. “Why stalked women?? Why those people specifically?” I asked. “Stalking is such a strong word; I prefer INTENSE RESEARCH OF AN INDIVIDUAL,” Brad stated as he pulled the trigger. I fell onto my knees— I began to black out.

I said as I took a big swig of my drink; tonight is supposed to be a fun night. Caroline reached across the table and took my hand. "We'll figure it out, I promise. And tonight, let's just enjoy ourselves." The food was delicious, and the drinks flowed freely. By the time we left, both of us were slightly drunk, our spirits high. We stumbled down the street, giggling at the shapes the shadows made in the nighttime. As we approached a park, I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine. I glanced over my shoulder and saw them—the same two stalkers who had been following me for weeks. Panic set in as I realized they were still after me.

It sounded like this was his routine, and they weren’t his fans, they were mine, I felt the heat rising up to my neck, shame almost turning me to a tomato. “I do care about them.” He smiled softly, “I know. I saw all you did for them during your fan meetings, or whenever one of them bumped into you. Even the stalkers.” I suck in a breath, “The stalkers! I wonder whatever happened to them, they disappeared.” “Sounds like you want the, to continue stalking.” he says with creased brows before returning his gaze to the road. “No! Of course not, it is just, do stalkers just disappear? I had a fear of them coming back when I least expected it.”

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.

The air feels thicker, harder to breathe. A sick, heavy dread settles in my stomach. He’s here. My stalker is here. And I have no idea who he is. But I know— I know— he’s watching me.

He was the 'I will trample on your heart kind of stunning, not the I will buy you flowers and make sweet love to you kind' It's time to go! He reeks of danger! Cora said and I had to agree with her. I should go, I should turn on my heels and flee. I should find my way and forget about tonight while putting in the energy to cuss Terren out and I should also find a way to notify my parents and friends about my stalker. I had a very annoying unique haired vampire stalker already and it wouldn't be wise of me to add a dark-haired vampire to the list of things happening in my life.

She starts to tear up again as she stares at the grave scattered with flowers. "Mom, I'm sorry. I should have told you they were after me," Rachel says in a low tone. "Why did they have to do this to you?" Meanwhile... "This person has gone too far," Liam says. "We have to find out who did this!" "This person is probably associated with the stalkers," Jack says. "I swear, I won't let whoever did this get away." "We have to find them," Alex says as his glance stops at a familiar guy who is approaching them.