Stalker Scary Stories Novels & Stories

Gemma Vivid images of the monstrous Arachne, its sharp fangs sinking into Stacey’s flesh and ripping her to shreds, filled my dreams like a nightmare on repeat. Her blood-curdling scream echoed in my mind, only to be drowned out by my own as I desperately shielded her from the creature’s attack. Stacey’s biggest fear had always been spiders, yet even in the face of this terror she was still trying to save me. She had always been the protector, but now it was my turn to be the hero and save her. My heart raced with fear and determination as I faced off against the Arachne, ready to do whatever it took to keep Stacey safe.

Just remember, if you don’t want things to go bump in the night, don’t tell anyone else about them. Even now the shadows in my room play havoc with my subconscious, so I turn the light on and sleep with one eye open. Also, when my computer starts to go on the fritz just as I write a particularly spooky part of a story, I chuck it up to chance and swallow a little harder before checking to make sure that I have only one shadow. It’s amazing that I still get so scared as an adult. You sure would have thought that for someone who makes a living scaring people, I would know better, right?

the man who stole me from my bedroom three years ago snarls, and I almost smile as the horrible creature shoots us all the evil eye. Seeing him again isn't as scary as it was the first time. For one, I have seen many wolves who are much bigger than him, and for two, I know I am about to leave this place. "Shakira will sort you," he growls out before finally leaving just as before. I sigh as the door latches from outside. Lucifer will be here soon to collect me. All I have to do is wait. "Shakira, who is Shakira," one of the more beaten girls asks as she looks around the room.

He only grunted not saying a word to me, "Is it true your kind is evil and vile? I don't think you guys are all that bad and I thought you were extinct till I had a vamp stalker." "Stalker?" He halted and turned towards me. His hand relaxed around the stress ball and his face was in a frown. He seemed to be interested in the fact that I had someone following me, "Wh-" His words were cut short by heightened aggressive voices and gunshots ringing through the air, disrupting the eerie silence of the night. I smelt everything at once, a strange smell that was described as the one hunters had, blood and silver. "Hunters." He growled sniffing the air just like I did and I knew they could smell me.

It infuriated Cassy more—with the night that’s the homecoming of the ghosts and horrors. A wicked laugh itched to be out, instead, she scrutinized the height. The distance between her and the ground did not harrow her. It amazed her at how different she’s lurking around where the normal people might not even stare without a wave of nausea washing over them. An urge to smoke-filled her; she fetched a pack from the inside pocket of her dark blue jacket; ignited the flame, mumbling, “Every legendary story is a pent-up frustration of human beings to invoke fear in the minds of those whom they hate. Several against one or one against many.”

Ever wanted to play hide and seek, but you’re the one hiding and I’m the one… finding? Jenni bursts out laughing and points to another. StalkerKing88: You want to follow me around? How about you start with my bed. Real stalkers do it up close and personal, sweetheart. Let’s see if you can handle it. “Well, there’s an offer you can’t refuse!” she teases, and I groan, trying to ignore her. VeilOfShadows: Oh, Nova, darling. How cute. You think you can walk with monsters and not get eaten? 😂 Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle the first time… if you beg.

He squinted when she reached the shadows of the adjacent building and completely disappeared. Moments later it seemed all hell broke loose inside as machine gun fire could be heard going off randomly as well as shouts and screams of pain and terror. Scott and his men all waited patiently until the sounds coming from the warehouse died out. Scott saw the shadows around the warehouse lengthen and come alive, stretching out towards him. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise and he took an involuntary step backwards as he watched with horrified awe as the shadows peeled back to reveal a monstrous black beast for a split second then suddenly it was Katarina standing there, with a hand on

And trust me when I say I don't want to get up but I also don't want to wake my baby up, which is kinda impossible because nothing can wake him up until he wants to but still I got up and finally answered the call without looking who was calling. "Hello!" Silence. Nobady answered. Ugh! "Who the fudge is this? You can't do this for your whole life. I should have guessed it was you. Stalker! Stop calling me. Just drop it. It's creepy dude." The other line still stayed silent. "What the fudge is your problem? Why can't you just stalk me in the evening or even night, anything but morning. I mean come on, I am not a morning person, so just drop it." I said and cut the call.

Running would be a death sentence since there's no way in hell I can outrun whatever that's stalking me. A growl is what made me stop in my tracks. I looked back with wide eyes only to see my stalker finally stepping out of the shadows with its sharp eyes set on me, head down and body low as it crawled closer, threatening to strike the moment I moved. My heart started beating like it would burst a hole through my chest and fly away any minute. I swallowed and made myself smaller like the shaking hare in my hands pushing itself onto my chest to hide. A few weeks ago I wouldn't have felt this scared because death seemed like a peaceful idea to me then but now….now that's not the case. Somethin

Lunabella's P.O.V. "The government advises everyone to never wander alone at night due to the rising casualties caused by a gamma who ran amok-" "The world is really scary." Said the old regular customer while giving me what she bought. I scan it and put it in a bag. "That'll be two dollars." She gave me the bill and put her phone in her pocket. Then, her wrinkled eyes looked at me. "You should be careful when you go home," she said.