Stalker Novels & Stories

The stalker needed no go-ahead command, he placed the active chain saw on the edge of the man’s right arm, screams filled the alleyway, accompanied by the sounds of flesh tearing and bones breaking, tears rolled down my checks and my heart was beating, I had no idea why I was crying, he deserved it but the pain… The chainsaw was cutting through his bone and flesh 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚, his right arm dropped on the ground, blood splattered everywhere, the stalker's face didn’t look like his anger was reducing if anything, it increased, badly.

"I’m sorry? That sounds a bit dramatic, don't you think?" "Don't play dumb," Jovan interrupted. His voice was low, a dangerous rumble that made Chloe flinch. He didn't look away from her, his dark eyes boring into hers like twin barrels of a gun. "Do you know an Archer Schuyler?" Chloe tilted her head, the picture of practiced innocence. "Archer? The name sounds familiar. Oh, wait. Was that the stalker who caused the scene yesterday? Why would I know him, Jovan?" She shot me a look of pure, unadulterated vitriol.

‎ ‎I raised my right hand, and the Sun-Iron stairs didn't just glow—they began to shift, the metal steps twisting upward like a iron cage, sealing the twelve Stalkers onto the narrow vertical platform. ‎ ‎"Kael," I whispered. "Clear the board." ‎

I didn't tell Adam anything beyond those initial words. How could I tell him I only knew Stein from another world? They would likely send me to a psychiatrist as swiftly as they could. As for Stein, I hadn't seen him since that day, and it had been a month. I expected to see him around me because the Stein in my dream was a stalker. I always looked behind me as I walked, and whenever I entered a building, I hid in a corner and waited to see if he was following me. It was my wishful thinking because he wasn't.

"Where am I?" "You are in the Moon Shadow pack, Link. My name is Nicole Stone and the Alpha is my son, Jayson Stone. You came here two days ago and you attacked two people who are both currently in critical condition," she replied. "What? No. I'd never attack another person. You're lying to me. Tell me you're lying?" I panicked. I had never killed a person in my life unless they attacked me first and I had certainly never been one for going round, randomly attacking people for the fun of being able to do it.

He stopped tapping my cheeks and looked at the man behind him, the man with blue eyes. “She’s a hunter Alarick,” silver guy nodded and looked at me again. “So, did you have a good sleep?” Alarick, the silver guy asked. I groaned and look the other way, just when I am about to close my eyes, Alarick, the silver guy, softly grabbed my chin and controlled it to look at him. Both of them seemed unfazed by my presence and I can only think of one thing; they’ve killed a lot of humans that an alive one doesn’t scare them at all.

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.

Does he really like me for who I am? Oh God! I don't know what to think of right now, my head felt like exploding any minute. Out of nowhere, Dave walked over to me. "We need to talk." He said with a cold tone and before I could utter a word he dragged me to the corners of the hallway. "What is it this time around? Have you become a stalker?" I asked angrily and released my hand from his grip. "Am sorry; I don't mean to drag you this way." He apologized.

" “Almost on the Oregon border. She called, described the vehicle and location, then closed the phone. “They should hunt down his license and—” A hideous noise - screams, crashes, crushing - shattered the morning quiet. - Cum! A flood of adrenaline had him flooring the accelerator to the floor. on that stretch in a straight line. “Oh my God, Mark. What a horrible noise! He went up a small hill, slowed down to stop on the shoulder and then he let out more curses at the sight in front of him. His brain absorbed the entire image. all at once and he realized what had happened. The hustler tried to overtake again, this time an old red Toyota. At the

How I wish it was just that stalker. "Ha…" Now that I think about him, he wouldn't do anything bad to my mom while I was away, right? I slap myself, as I forgot to tell Auntie Marga about that weird stalker. I just hope that he won't do any funny things while I'm away. I don't know what I can do to him if I find out that he did something. I'll give him the same thing that he gave my mom, even though he's an alpha.