Stalker Romance Novels & Stories

I kissed her one more time and caresses her arm softly. I didn't want to know, I actually like where we are at that moment. I didn't want any complications with what we have. I know I like her to the point that I was willing to see past her issues, thinking as long as she's not a stalker then I'm good. Lighting never strikes twice in one place. I'm a famous author, but I never think of myself as too famous that I'd have another stalker lover in my life. One was enough, one was a big mistake.

He shrugged and went back to reading his newspaper. “I heard you’re working for Donata now,” he said casually. “Stalker.” He grabbed my chin and pecked me on the lips. It was so intimate that it threw me off. It was one thing to kiss when we were having sex, but it was another to kiss me when we weren’t. “That pretty little mouth deserves to be filled with my cock.” “Emilio…” “Yes, tentatricina?” “Are you sleeping with other women? We have raw sex all the time.”

The whispering woods awaited them at dawn, and with it, the elusive Earth Stalker, a symbol of hope and a chance to rewrite their destinies. The pre-dawn air hung heavy with anticipation, a thick fog mirroring the turmoil within Deimon and Gandal. Today, under the watchful gaze of the rising sun, the fate of their romantic journeys with Kate would be decided, not by some barroom brawl, but by an ancient tradition – the hunt for the elusive Earth Stalker.

Stella a timid girl who wants to live a simple life suddenly turns into an alluring waitress unknowingly stealing the overbearing CEO's heart. "If seduction can make me rich, I will seduce them." "This life is like chess and I have to play it with mind" Zack Romano the most handsome and rich billionaire who loves blood and power. No woman wants to be near him except for one who will capture his heart.

Rakaa said and it was the last stroke for Roy. Roy punched Rakaa in the face making him fall on the ground. He was about to pick him up again but his words stopped him. "Do you really think she loves you? Are you that stupid?" Rakaa said halting Roy from his steps. He knew that Mayra didn't love him and just considered him a friend. He also knew that there was a chance of her not loving him ever in life but that would not stop him from loving her. Yes, he realized the fact that he was in love with her. Not lust, not attraction but love. He has fallen deeper into her purity that he didn't even realize how and when he stopped living in his past and wanted to accept her in his future.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

"He said that if we announced our breakup publicly, it would affect his career. I didn't reject his request because of our history, and that was my fault. I apologize for taking up public attention because of this. "As for Victor's claim that I took the money that was meant to save his life, that's complete nonsense. He wasn't actually sick. It was all fabricated by him to gain attention. "As for my trip to Norinia with Joe to see the aurora, I'm officially clarifying it today." As she spoke, she turned to Joseph, unable to hide the affection in her eyes. She held his hand and spoke with adoration. "We'll be getting married next month, and we hope for your blessings."

Callan's POV "Yes, Boss. Right away," Viktor said, bowing quickly before rushing out of the suite and shutting the door behind him. I stood up, walking straight into the bathroom. I turned on the shower, stepping under the hot stream of water. As the water washed over my chest and shoulders, a smirk returned to my lips. Images of the girl flooded my mind again. The way her soft lips had stretched around me, the sound of her gasping my name, the bold, direct way she had looked me in the eyes and demanded, 'Fuck me.' She was wild, dramatic, and completely raw.

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.”

AGAIN! About two years ago, I found some romantic messages on Liam’s phone between him and some woman. When I confronted him about it, he confessed to having an emotional entanglement with the woman but swore they only texted and never did anything physical. He promised to stop, and he did. Or so I thought. “Stacey,” he called me by my name, not ‘darling’ or ‘honey’ like he usually does. “I can explain.” “Oh please, there’s nothing to explain.” Agatha sharply interjected. She looked at me, eyeing me up and down, like I was covered in filth, before turning back to face Liam. “Will you tell her about it or should I?”