Stalk Her 소설 & 이야기

She bowed her head and picked up her book again “Something like this would have been totally cool in the fictional world.” “I still need more details about him, though. Don’t try to escape it.” She folded her legs; I knew she wouldn’t let me off that easily. G was a helpless dark romance reader; her excitement when she heard I had a stalker that looked like he was a descendant of Hercules himself was priceless. She loved me, I knew that, but her being a reader, I expected this already. I hit my forehead with my hand tiredly. “I have a stalker, Gianna. This isn’t books; this is real life.”

She hugged me, and I returned the gesture. After breaking the hug, she touched my belly. "Okay, now listen to me, honey-bunny. I am Stella; you shall call me Stells or whatever you like. After you come out, I will introduce this world to you—the most fun and exciting parts! Although I love your mother and she is my best friend, she is not so fun! I don't trust your father either, baby. I will be your tour guide, okay? Now, come out quick, and we'll have fun!" She caressed my belly, ignoring my presence.

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.

' Bella thought with a frown. 'But whatever the case is, he doesn't have any right to stalk me like this' she decided angrily. She turned to face Blaze. "Are you stalking me Mr?" She asked angrily. "What?" Blaze asked with confusion. 'Stalking? She said something in that way. What is she talking about?' he thought. Blaze doesn't know these human words. He doesn't know where she heard them from. But he is finding it amusing when she is talking. "Stalking, following someone like you is doing now. We call it stalking. My grandmother told me you came to my house searching for me. What do you want?" Bella demanded, with her hands on her hips.

I answered, loosing the last button on my shirt, I was in a changing room actually. “ training!? Sorry to pry but what training is that? " I rolled my eyes. “ it's a training for the fashion competition, I'm sure you must have heard of it." I said as I put my clothes into my bag. “ you can sew!? I never knew " she exclaimed, I'm pretty sure it was fake. Walking past her, I turned “ well now you do" I answered. I stopped when I saw the bracelets on her hands. “ isn't that for Terrance " I said aloud. Stacy looked startled and then checked her wrists, I saw her blush.

Her dark hair now fell in thick, glossy waves past her bare shoulders, brushing the nipples Gabriel could easily picture beneath that clinging red jersey dress, the only one… decent enough for her to wear. The dress showed off the top swell of her overflowing breasts beneath the spaghetti straps and barely reached halfway down her creamy thighs. She’d put on lipstick, a red color that matched her dress. Her legs were slender and perfect, ending in sharp black stiletto heels. He couldn’t blame either of them for staring. Even though he wanted to kill them for it. Strange, Gabriel thought, he’d never been jealous before of other men staring at Calleigh. He’d always accepted it as something qui

I asked in a shaky voice. Stella laughed loudly. "You fell for it didn't you?" She laughed more. I was confused. More tears swept down my cheeks. She cleared her throat adjusting her clothes. "My name is Stella Chancy and I can do anything to get what I want which includes putting my life on the line, I paid those men to attack us and stab me" she said laughing. I gasped. I couldn't believe what she was saying. "What??" I yelled with tear in between my voice.

I declared. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Why are you so cruel?" she asked meekly. "Didn't you hear a thing I said? Let me spell it out for you. I. Don't. Like. You. I never did, and I never will. You are a goddamn stalker. An annoying brat. You got stuck on me like a parasite, and I want to get rid of you. Starting today, I never want to see you again. You got that?" I said with gritted teeth.

"How do you know I don't have some crucial evidence in my hands? It might be much, but think of what the reporters and social media users would say about you should I leak them out. "Stella Lybeck, the award-winning actress, who's known for her beauty and kindness is just a jealous schemer with an evil heart when everybody's backs are turned!"

Yes, the girl could hear Cygnus' voice just now. Altair had already rewarded Stella with a death glare. "Why can't you relax a little?" asked Stella fearlessly. "What about your territory?" Instead of answering, Altair asked back. "It's fine, I miss messing around here," Stella said sarcastically. "I can't wait to get to the city center," Stella moaned as she stretched her body, her journey from the North to Altair's territory was quite time-consuming, yes even though she came in the form of a gray wolf that had a high speed in running.