Stalkers Book Novels & Stories

The truth is, if I left this bunk, I'd only crave to return. There isn't much more I can do about the stalker. I've hit a wall. I've exhausted all the non-disclosure agreements, and the tech team is tracking everyone I've flagged. They'll notify me if Dave McCain, Vince Williams, or any other top suspects are in the same city as Ashton. All I can do now is wait for the stalker to make a mistake. My hand glides over his deltoids, then up to his neck, and my lips graze his as I speak. "It's understandable."

Just a little closer now and she would attack. He was close enough now, just where she wanted him. Stacey sprung out of her hiding place, in one swift kick she got him at the back of his knee sending him spiraling to the ground. That was easy she thought,but she was far from done. Her stalker was on the floor groaning,dude probably didn't know what hit him. She was just about to deliver another well targeted kick at her opponent when she found herself on the ground as well. Okay this dude was fast too,he cleared her off her feet with his foot while still disabled on the ground he was good, really good. In an instant he had her pinned on the ground and he was on top of her. She couldn't see h

His tall stature and aloof demeanor made her feel small and defenseless. "We've finally met, my creepy stalker," Sumire remarked wryly upon encountering her unsettling pursuer. The man possesses a large and imposing physique. Loomed over her, his actions and presence exuding a sense of darkness and threat. He leaned in closely, his lips exploring every corner of her skin, as his red eyes, brightened by her intoxicating scent, fixated on her. Dark and foreboding, a sinister grin appeared on his face, and a fang extended slowly, adding an eerie touch to the encounter. In a deep, husky, and compelling tone, he murmurs.

I turned around to turn on the monitor to see that she was glaring at her friend. "We might be fucked." The friend said in return. "Why?" Vivianne asked in a confused tone. "Did you know who that was?" She asked, gesturing at my door, not knowing I was behind the door watching their entire interactions. "My stalker." "He definitely has better things to do than stalking you. That, my dear friend, is the CEO of the biggest gaming company in Europe. Mr. Russell Richardson." Vivianne fell silent. She opened and closed her mouth like a fish gasping for breath out of the water. She finally talked.

I mumbled. With a quick glance around, I slipped out of the pack house, my eyes scanning the grounds for any signs of unwanted attention or those who were stalking me. I spotted them easily. - Luciana's stalkers, lurking in the shadows, their eyes fixed on me like hawks. They were all over the place, not even giddy. "Such a cheap move. Who would be so dumb not to notice that he or she is being followed?" I scoffed at this when I thought of her plan.

"Two years ago, When she first debuted she and her Manager came to file a report about a stalker. But we didn't believe her, while thinking she was just paranoid because she just debuted. We told her it might just be harmless fans" *FLASHBACK* "I'm telling you that I have a stalker and you are telling me about harmless fans. I know my feeling and I'm sure someone there is watching me constantly!" Isabella patted the table angrily as she yelled at the officers. "We can't be sure of that. We are sorry but there is nothing we can do" "Is this a joke. I've been a Manager for a long time, and are you trying to talk me that I don't know the difference between a harmless fan and a Stalker.

Author Note: Hey readers, This book delves into the darker side of romance, featuring explicit language, scenes, and a fast pace romance intertwined with a stalker trope. Please be aware that the content is intense and may not be suitable for everyone. If you enjoy dark romance novels and want to stay updated, follow me to my F******k group, Tracy Readrats, for more insights and discussions. Happy reading! Tracy Raisel - POV

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.”

I furiously said. “Why would I tell you? I’m not slow. Whatever I say will be against me. So, letting you figure it out makes things more interesting— don’t you think.” Brad began to laugh. Every time we moved closer, Brad gently squeezed the trigger. We are dead if we try anything. I glanced at my coworker, who was on the ground bleeding from the back. Fuck. “Why stalked women?? Why those people specifically?” I asked. “Stalking is such a strong word; I prefer INTENSE RESEARCH OF AN INDIVIDUAL,” Brad stated as he pulled the trigger. I fell onto my knees— I began to black out.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, s