Stalking Fox Novels & Stories

A stalker, age-gap dark romance Harley Savage- She's a small-town girl, who just turned twenty-two, with a head full of ambiguous dreams that reach as high as the stars. However, one incident in her life changes everything, including the once positive outlook she had on things. After her world gets turned upside down by the murder of her brother and her boyfriend, she begins to spiral and eventually loses the sparkle that used to brighten her glimmering blue eyes. She distances herself from her family and friends and finds comfort in the dark, sinister street life.

I mumbled to myself as I watched my Luna move around the hospital like a hawk when I recalled something. ‘She’ll come when the right time comes. She’ll heal you...’ “If it's you, I will, although I still loathe that word.” I sighed in defeat, yet a smile crept at the corner of my lips as I was willing to try it again. BUT my newly found hobby—stalking won't last as soon as Roxanne drops the bomb on my face. "Are you stalking me?" I felt cold water splash on my entire body, making me freeze and speechless as soon as I heard Roxanne’s blunt voice ask me.

Stanley frowned and stared intently at the roaring fiery chimera approaching him! The roars of the chimera and the ferocious look magnified in Stanley’s eyes. He felt the scorching airwaves in the air that was enough to melt steel! “Green fox!” Stanley staggered back with a roar and pushed out with his hands! Buzz! A green barrier suddenly appeared in the air with the silhouette of a green fox on top! Boom! The flame chimera roared angrily and crashed into the green fox barrier! In an instant, the monstrous flames blazed and forced Stanley to stagger back dozens of steps before he steadied himself.

I in,d to crouch down as the fences were rusty, but the bottoms wherewererly pulled up maup,ng it look like a small hole was possible to crawl undeunderneath. Itn’t surprise me if I was to see people easily go underneath it, an into the park illegally. Placing my hands on my hips after carefully checking this bad work of a hole, I say, “Time to get dirty all for my rum.” I might be getting a bit tipsy, but in the long run, it wouldn’t surprise me. I could hold my liquor like my mom had done for years; after all, my first brandy was when I was four years old to help with my gums. Teething wasn’t easy for me, but that brandy helped with the pain. Scrunching myself to my knees and elbows, I’m

Anne was sitting by the stream, with Martel’s stone head and an uncorked bottle by her side. “I-I’m s-s-sorry. I s-saw a fire. There c-could be someone out there, b-b-but I’m not going to step out. H-h-honest!” After a pondering pause, she tilted her chin. “Ah, that must be a foxfire.” “L-like a glowing mushroom?” “Not in this world. It’s a kind of mythical fox. The one you saw might be attracting a mate.” “Oh,” I nodded now that got solved, “guess I’m heading back.”

"Do you truly believe you can outwit me in this hunt?" A sly smile played on his lips. "We shall see about that." He replied. I found myself prowling through the shadows, my senses heightened and my fangs bared. Alexander moves with a grace that only centuries of existence could bestow. Time seemed to blur as we continued our pursuit. The sound of our footsteps merged with the symphony of nocturnal creatures, creating an eerie melody that echoed through the night. Each step brought us closer to unraveling the mysteries surrounding this legendary stag.

The sparrow nodded and took off once Kate replied. Kate watched the sparrow fly into the words before returning her eyes to the elderly fox. "You must be wondering why I'm still here." The elderly fox said and Kate nodded. "Well as I said before I came to see if the rumors about two foxes living past the falls were true, which they are, and I wished to see those of my species. Fox shifters are quite rare and I haven't seen another since my mate died." The fox said her voice drifting off at the mention of her mate. Kate looked curiously at the older fox before finally letting down her guard. Oli sensing his sister had calmed down, laud his fur flat and sat down when his sister did. Their tail

He moaned, and then more chugging sounds accompanied it. “First,” he continued, "I lied to him. I didn't tell him the truth when we got together and secretly took his pictures while waiting for an opportunity to make him mine. You can say I stalked him back then, and even put trackers on him. Can you believe I put cameras in his office and home so I could monitor him?” I gulped. Why was he telling Mary that? Was he even aware he was saying these words? He was likely under the influence of alcohol.

The sight of her covered in blood, unable to heal, made his stomach churn. They hurt her, they made her this way. Wasn't it enough? Losing a child, getting stalked—hadn't she endured enough suffering? The stalking , making her look over her shoulder every second. Whoever was stalking her was probably good at his or her job or wasn't human or a moon creature. They had evaded his detection so far, leaving little to no trace. It was a matter for another day. He clenched his fists, rage battling within him. He couldn't waste any more time. He had to find her.

A sense of panic takes over me until I find a small opening out of the crowd and off the main road. A strange feeling overwhelms me, making my hair on the back of my neck stand on end. The feeling of someone watching me is heavy on my mind. I slightly look over to find that I am in fact being watched by a fox. Tilting its head, it seems to see into my soul. Or maybe he just wants to eat me. I can’t be certain.