Stalked Book Novels & Stories

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 take about 30 seconds to take it all in. Today is going to be a great day! I can already feel the greatness. So great that a minute before reaching my campus building, I literally spot my stalker! I can remember that Jet black hair anywhere. Plus I pay attention to people who pay attention to me. And this guy wins, he pays too much attention to me. I walk towards him with confidence. He is sitting on the school bench with a book in his hand. I try to make up the title of the book and it says “Atomic Habits”.

she said softly. I felt a warmth spread through my chest as I sat down on the vacant chairs in the library. I knew that even though the books I had been searching for were gone, there were still so many stories waiting to be told. I looked down at the book on the table, feeling a sense of connection to it, it seemed mysterious and unknown. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I ran my fingers over the embossed title: Nightstalkers; Hunting the Creatures of the Night.

she said. "Yeah?" I smirked. "Let's leave together," she said and smiled. So we began our life together, living under the same roof. It wasn't perfect, and she wasn't any less crazy, but I loved her, and she loved me. There was never a dull moment with Bella Davis, my beautiful, deranged stalker girl. And I couldn't be any happier. The End. Author's Note: Thank you guys so much for reading! Please don't forget to check out my other stories in this plarform. Especially Jake and Jane's story: The Ugly One.

She must not get caught, not ever. With fiery eyes, burning from determination, Laura once again opens the box she had hidden underneath her bed. She opens it with the key that’s hanging around her neck before bringing out the guide notebook which Olivia had written. Before opening the notebook, she had remembered something which made her stand up from sitting on top of the queen-sized bed. She walks towards the bedroom door to lock it. Better be careful, she thought. She goes back to her bed, positioning herself in her most comfortable position before finally reading the notebook. She begins to study it, memorizing every single detail written. She also took the Olivia’s smartphone to see if

I stood up and walked to the window again, staring out into the night. The city seemed quiet, almost too quiet. And even though I couldn’t see him, I knew he was out there. Somewhere. Watching. 10 MARIANA The next day, the feeling of being watched still clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t shake. Even at the bookshop, where I normally felt safe, I found myself glancing over my shoulder constantly, waiting for something to happen.

Chukwuemeka quietened. “Yes, I am,” Mabel mumbled. I crossed over to her and gently pulled her into my embrace. “Is it the inspection?” She leaned on me. “I think I aced the inspection, but–” her voice trailed. My heart pounded as I searched her eyes. Even Mrs. Chukwuemeka and Ruth stiffened behind me. “But what?” I asked. “There was someone... A stalker,” she replied. My chest tightened. “A stalker?”

- I responded back, burying my thoughts deep. My face flushed realizing that he had been able to pick up these X-Rated thoughts so easily since I had been so deep into it. The book hadn't helped at all to keep my mind on my task for the day. It had been the equivalent of "See Spot Run" in the Draygonian world. Nerrian rolled his eyes and closed the book. He set it off to the side on a pile of books that never quite made it back to his shelves. I don't think this will work today. Nerrian admitted shaking his head.

Joe Goldberg is the name of an actor in one of my favorite books about a stalker. “I just wanted to make sure that you were safe,” he responded unrepentant, his voice showing no hint of remorse. “By stalking me, you creep,” I snapped, I have had enough of this, there was no way I was going to go ahead with any form of deal with a man who stalked me and has Grant as his last name, that was already a red flag enough. “If you are not ready for the truth Elena, why ask?” He muttered. “The….the …. I didn't expect you to say that you were stalking me that night,”

I write dark romance stories that my readers seems to love and my first stalker romance story made waves in the book community as fans raved on about it becoming obsessed with the characters that the novel which was meant to be a standalone became a series because of how well loved it was. But of course some critics went hard on the concept of the book, criticizing my work and a part of me knew some of them were paid by Anacostia since she has tendencies of going into some kind of jealousy spiral on her page during my book releases. She always has something nasty to say stirring shit up! But am used to condescending women like her, and I really do not care since my readers love my stalker ro