Stalk Her Novels & Stories

Stella's heart tightened into a ball, as she gritted her teeth and said, "Rumors? Rumors are things that aren't true. Tell me, which one of these news is fake? Isn't it true that she scratched her arm in the car accident, and you went to the hospital just to sign her into the ICU? Isn't it true that you left me at the altar three years ago for her? If spreading news about the things she had done is defamation in your eyes, then jail would be my home!" Keegan's face darkened. "And, you said you weren't stalking me. How did you know that I went to the hospital on the day of her car accident?!" "What? Isn't it possible for me to be at the hospital because I needed a doctor?" Stella laughed self

I whimpered from his dirty talk while he kept on fingering me, kissing, and licking my sensitive spot on the crook of my neck. Stalker? oh, fuck? Did he know? Shit! Ella, you're screwed. "Stalker?" "It's a long story..." he was unbuttoning my dress and easily throwing it to his lush carpet as if he needs to get me naked soonest possible. "Baby, are you okay?" he was being a sweetheart when he stopped and looked at me. "Yeah, sorry...I didn't realize that being famous comes with a stalker." My heart was shredded to pieces, I know already that my thing with Brice was not real, that it was just a phase for him. But I didn't expect that it'll end sooner than later.

She gave me that 'you are impossible' look as she shook her head in disappointment. "You're jumping to conclusions, Xena. Nothing even happened. You should be excited and like a good friend ask me stuff like what his room looked like." "God, my best friend is a psycho stalker and to make things worse, she is in complete denial about it." Xena looked up as if she was really talking to God. So much drama. "I am not a psycho stalker. I am just being a good girl and doing exactly what he asked me to do."

I turned to Stella--- but before I got a word in sideways, she spoke: “I don’t know what to tell you, chica,” she sighed, releasing a breath I didn’t think she was aware she’d been holding. “But I think you may be bewitched by them or something.” She turned to me, fear and confusion flickering across her beautiful face. “Whenever I touch that big guy--- Yiks! Let’s just say that he does things to my body, just shaking my hand that none of my previous boyfriends could do naked and sweaty.” Was this the point where I told her that werewolves had super-sensitive hearing and that Elijah was probably standing right outside the door, listening in on the conversation?

With a small smile, Stella said, "I didn't dispute with my folks. Due to the challenging labor, my mother passed away while giving birth to my younger brother. At the age of three or four, I was there. Already, I've forgotten her appearance. This time, I just wanted to live in a new place—I didn't run away from home." "Enough," Dolores said, filling another bowl with fish soup for her. “The bores are not what I want to hear. Let's have some food." Stella reclined on the bed at night. She stared out the window at the brilliant moonlight, unable to sleep. She seemed to have forgotten something crucial all of a sudden. Stella reached into the drawer and pulled out her old SIM card, inserting it

She looked at me, a little lost. "What do you want me to do, Mr. Xander?" she whispered innocently. She caressed her breast with her hand, while she stroked my bare leg with the other. Suck my cock, Skylar. She smiled, before leaning over and grabbing my boxers and taking them off. Slowly, she began to caress my cock with her thin, cold fingers. The coldness of it soothed the heat I felt a little, she began to make gentle movements before bringing the tip to her mouth and beginning to trace circles on it.

Thea blinked several times before finally opening her mouth, “Did he really call you Little Muse? Oh God, why does that sound so hot?” My jaw dropped open, and I glared at her in disbelief, “Is that all you have to say after my entire 10 minutes' worth of speech?” Her lips stretched into a wide grin, “But that part is totally worth discussing, isn’t it?” My eyes widened frantically, “Not at all. The part worth discussing is where I mentioned how a stalker broke into my apartment last night.”

Stacey smirked, flicking blood from her weapon. Kimberly managed a small smile, despite the chaos. "Not bad. Girl power ." But the enemy wasn’t finished. The general returned, his eyes blazing with fury. "You disgrace our bloodline, Stella! Stacey! You think siding with wolves will save you? He’ll burn you alive for this betrayal!" Stella lifted her chin, her voice steady despite the venom aimed at her. "Then let him try. We are not his anymore."

"This is the girl. This is the stranger you threw Elara away for? This is why you treated your true mate like absolute rubbish?" Stella’s lower lip trembled, her wide eyes instantly welling with glossy, unshed tears. She shrank slightly closer to Lucien’s side, clutching his tunic with soft, delicate fingers as if Lara’s harsh tone was a physical blow. "Alpha Lara, please . . ." Stella whispered, her voice soft, fragile, and utterly heartbroken. She looked up at Lara with a picture of meek, distressed innocence, her voice trembling just enough to pull at anyone's protective instincts. "I—I never meant to come between anyone. I know how much pain Elara has been through, and I’ve only ever wan

My finger hovers over the temperature button. I remember yesterday. Someone following me. It can't be. “You have a stalker,” Delilah says flatly. I laugh, though it sounds hollow even to my own ears. “I’m like the most uninteresting person to stalk. There’s nothing to report. I work, I eat, and I sleep. That’s it.” “And you undress,” Sam sings. “And you shower,” Tessa adds. “And you’re alone half the time,” Sam continues. “Driving home alone. Living in that big house with just your sister.”