Novel & Cerita Stalker Romance

She cursed the tears that had made her miss her way so… cursed the entire town and the day she ever set foot in it. Natalie had always thought Clarksville was bad— and to be honest, it was, but at least she could deal with the things that happened to her over there, Being bullied and being the town outcast seemed to be nothing when placed in comparison to having a stalker watch your every mood while claiming you as his! Oh Natalie, but what makes you think it’s a man? Her subconscious mocked darkly, drawing a shiver out of the young, scantily-clad woman. She didn’t even have time to contemplate if her shivering had to do with her thoughts or with the chilly nature of her surroundings, for sh

I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

"Ha… it's stupid… I'm stupid. I was the one who wanted this but… why do I regret it like this?" Like I've said, time pass by so fast. I didn't knew the sky were already dark, and I didn't noticed that Toma was already changing his clothes in this room. "Oh, you're already here." "Mhm, yeah." He awkward greeted. Then I couldn't help myself but ask. "I heard you got a girlfriend. Is that true?" He looks at me with a shocked face but it eventually changes, showing me a genuine smile. "Yeah, I do. I started dating Cami a week ago."

The stretch burned, but it was good, a kind of ache I couldn’t resist. “That’s it,” he coaxed, kissing my throat as he moved his finger. “Take me in, pretty girl.” Another whimper escaped me as he added a second finger, stretching me further. My hands clawed at the sheets, my hips moving helplessly against him. “Relax,” he whispered, his thumb brushing my cheek as his fingers worked me open. “I’ve got you. I just need to make sure you’re ready.” I dug my nails into his back, dragging them down, and he hissed at the sting but never slowed. His mouth found mine again, swallowing my cries, and when he finally pulled his hand away, I was panting, my body trembling.

Now I'm trying to get off a small metal ladder. “So your ideal type is Dr. Steward?” He asks me, still looking jealous. “No, all I want is a good man who loves me as I am.” I told him hostilely, while I doubled the staircase and put it away in a corner of the place. “Lower your demands and you will find a good man,” he commented intelligently, as he tried to give me one of his talks on how to hate relationships. “This has nothing to do with demands, but with feelings.” I scold him, while I know that he is thinking with a very cool head. Not everyone is like him.

The moon is a sliver overhead, barely lighting the rotting planks beneath his feet. The water laps at the pylons, black and endless. A shadow detaches itself from the darkness. "You came." The woman steps into the moonlight. Pale skin. Dark hair. A smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. Michael’s hand tightens around the dagger. "You promised me Stark." She laughs, low and throaty. "Oh, Michael. We promised you so much more." The fog rolls in, swallowing them both.

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

I chuckled and went faster, hotter, messier, stroking him tightly and sucking like I wanted to ruin him for anyone else. Water poured over us now, soaking his shirt completely, down his chest and dripping off his cock straight into my mouth. I moaned around him, and that made him curse again. “Look at me,” I pulled off just long enough to say, stroking him fast. “Watch me take you.” His eyes snapped open, dark and wild, locked on mine. I held his stare and sank back down, taking him all the way until I gagged. “Fuck, Lucia, I’m–”

With their eyes boring into each other, Stacey gulped down, glancing at the surrounding and feeling some of the pack members eye on them, “We're outside. People are watching.” “It’s their alpha and their Luna kissing, they should learn from us. Don’t you think so?” With the little time Ronan has spent with Stacey, he could feel his heart calm down, his wolf growling in him happily. She had an effect on him, an effect that could make him both sad and happy at the same time. Her smile brightened him up, made him happy, gave him that fluttering feeling that he didn’t want to loose. He leaned to her lips again, capturing her in a kiss without minding the looks they were getting. He loved her, an

because I’d been with plenty of girls before hookups after games in the locker room or back at their places easy fun ones who knew the deal no strings just blowing off steam and they were hot sure but none of them stuck in my head like this messing with me even after I tried to push her out of it. She seemed different fighting and yelling one minute then this vulnerable in the video and it made me curious in a way that pissed me off more because I didn’t want to be interested in my annoying stepsister who barged in and saw me naked and asked that dumb question. I grabbed my dick through my shorts at first just adjusting telling myself it was nothing but the video was still going on my phone