Stalker X Stalker Novels & Stories

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.

The dumb man began to plead, "I thought I would be doing you a favour, seeing that you were always stalking her. I thought to bring your queen home." "Get out!" She heard Darius scream. "Sir?" "Get out! Before I lose my fucking temper." Korina wondered what it would be like if he actually lost his temper since with his present attitude, he hasn't lost it yet. So Darius is the name of my stalker, She wondered and then it hit her that she was in her stalkers abode and he was a psycho and she had to scream now like an actual kidnapped person, she had to scream.

He was so pleased to see the gloomy atmosphere behind them. 'Sadistic little bastard.' Stavros commented in his mind. He didn't dare to throw a hateful glance at Narco. He couldn't tell what this kid was capable of doing if he managed to enrage him. He only sees this kid visiting their residence to talk to his father but Narco never interacts with them. Sometimes, it made him wonder how was he able to talk to his father who despises the White Wolves pack the most out of every living being in the world. But whatever it is, he has no intention of finding out, especially since he and his father, the current Alpha of Black Wolves don't get along well. They hold distinct beliefs on things. Mort,

Outside the cabin, Xander and his visitor can be seen heading in the direction of the stream. They settled under the shade of the tree while facing the stream. "Bro, what have you done? You kidnapped a woman!" Bodhi said. Xander avoided his friend's gaze. "I panicked because I accidentally killed Stacy while we engaged in asphyxia. I don't want to go back to jail, life is so lonely and hard there, that's why I kidnapped the woman next door to Stacy's house," he explained.

"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.

Without thinking, I licked my lips. “Erm h-here is t-t-the package— sorry I mean file” I stuttered, suddenly unable to concentrate. Xavier looked up and traced the direction of my eye to his chest, he looked down and upon seeing the reason for my discomfort, he looked directly at me and smirked. “You could perfectly draw me naked at this point because your eyes have stripped me bare” He said mockingly, smirking in amusement. I instantly flush, my cheeks reddening and hot in embarrassment.

I felt like I had a stalker… Sylvara’s voice stirred faintly in the back of my mind, her tone bright and restless. “You’re excited, aren’t you?” I smiled to myself. “Maybe a little. The human world… It sounds so different.” “Different?” she teased. “Try chaotic. But still—imagine what we might see!” She paused and said, “ you could make lots of friends too.” She's right,I don't have any friends here except the maids. I can't remember the last time I socialized.

Then, it smiled sardonically, “But what is a game without stakes, eh? Stakes for you. Stakes for me.” I accepted the briefcase. I had no idea how to conduct the banishment ritual. I’d have to learn fast, probably from Savitri. “The game begins now,” the vetala announced. It suddenly reached into X’s jacket and pulled out the sci-fi looking gun I’d seen him use in the parking garage underneath the hospital from which he’d saved me several weeks ago. X’s arm started to extend toward the bar as if to blow away the bartender (and, with that gun, also the bar).

"They found our boot prints in the mud." One of the Stalkers stopped. He knelt, examining the ground. He looked up, straight at the bush where Ben was hiding. The Stalker raised his rifle. "Ambush!" Jack roared. He exploded from cover. He didn't use his gun. Gunshots attracted more attention. He used speed. He closed the distance in two seconds. The Stalker fired. The bullet went wide as Jack slid on the wet leaves, sweeping the man's legs. The Stalker fell. Jack was on him, knife at the throat.

The sight of her, the genius of this abomination, sitting at the center of his kingdom, put a fresh burst of fury into him. He entered without being noticed, shutting the door quietly. The snap was as final as a gunshot. "Evelyn." She looked up, a professional smile stitched onto her lips. It never reached her eyes. "Anton. I was reviewing Q3 projections. The market reaction has been. significant, but not lethal. The Stalker scenario, while damaging, has given us a clear-cut villain. We can bounce back.". The Stalker story," Anton echoed, his tone ominously low. He strode to the window, gazing down at the city he used to think he controlled. "A tidy story. Nicely wrapped. The fallen soldier,