Stalker Novels & Stories

The countdown had begun. The first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of blood orange and bruised purple, casting long, ominous shadows across the battlefield. The air hung heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth, a stark contrast to the metallic tang of blood that would soon saturate the air. The Shadow Stalkers, a formidable force cloaked in darkness and malice, emerged from the depths of the whispering woods, their numbers seemingly endless, a tide of black fur and burning eyes. Their leader, a hulking behemoth with eyes like chips of obsidian, stood at the forefront, his snarls echoing through the silent forest.

“You have access to every camera in this house now. Installed them for your convenience.” He slides one of the glasses toward me. “I've also added the cameras from the family estate. Including my bedroom” His expression remains perfectly calm. “Nick and Liam don't know. Don't tell them, please.” I stare back down at the screen, watching tiny live images of rooms I'd never imagined being able to see. Is the stalker room on here? When I look up again, Tristan has rolled back the sleeve of his sweater. A slim black band circles his wrist. “You'll also be able to see where I am,” he says quietly, tapping the band with one finger. “As long as I'm wearing this.”

I saw my own name, then my father’s, and then, a folder labeled STALKER_SCRIPT_TRACE. I opened it. My eyes scanned the data, my brain struggling to make sense of the complex network of IP addresses and routing logs. But then I saw the signature. It wasn't an external hacker. It wasn't a random, faceless criminal. The credential used to initiate the stalker script, to bypass the penthouse security, and to breach my personal studio database was clearly marked: ADMINISTRATIVE CREDENTIAL: GARRISON_VANCE.

"The Dynasty has over ten thousand elite private soldiers living on those platforms." Clara laughed softly, a low, musical sound that filled the cabin with dark, intoxicating confidence. "Did you forget what I picked up in the Horizon cloning labs, Maya?" Ethan’s eyes widened to the size of saucers as he remembered the thirty massive glass tanks. "The thirty Tier Four Apex Stalkers... they are still alive inside your spatial stasis!" "Thirty nine-foot-tall, bone-armored killing machines," Clara said smoothly, her eyes glittering with dark mischief. "Completely immune to small-arms fire and hungry for fresh meat."

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.

Checked that it was loaded and raced downstairs. I don't care if I kill another person tonight, it would be my words against theirs. Someone will die today, and it will be Jake. I should have done it long ago.

A foul creature was stalking a small man in the night. His eyeless socket followed wherever the man walked. The man stopped as he could hear the clicking of claws like a big dog on the path behind him. The temperature around him suddenly dropped and the smell of rotting flesh invaded his senses. He turned around slowly and he saw this foul creature was stalking him on all fours. The moonlight was reflecting off its hard leathery skin. Its sharp black teeth were bared with flesh hanging from between its dark lips with blood and drool dripping down its chin. The man stood there shaking looking at this beast and in one swift movement this foul creature pounced onto the terrified man.

Silvia tensed when Hunter walked through her towards the bed where her future self lay. Hunter crawled over to her as she smiled shyly and Hunter peppered kisses on her belly slowly making his way up. He was kissing her sweetly while mumbling how much he loves her and her future self was beaming with happiness. Hunter had a scar on his eyebrow. Silvia jerked back to reality. Her eyes went wide as saucers. She had a vision in which she and Hunter were together. How was that possible?

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.

unravel. It wasn't a wolf. It wasn't even a man. It was a Shadow-Stalker, a creature of forbidden alchemy sent by the High Council. It looked like a smudge of ink against the air, a humanoid shape with no face, only two glowing slits of necrotic green light. It didn't have a scent, which was why it had bypassed the sentries at the door. It was a silent, soulless assassin designed for one purpose: to strike at the heart of a lineage before it could even be born.