Stiles Stilinski Novels & Stories

Brandon stated. I KNEW IT!! Nobody can move that fast at a scene. Brad knows this area as he knows computers. Once he has his prey– he will strike. If he does get help, then everything will go smoother. “Holy shit, he’s a fucking genius. He is the ‘Silent Stalker,’ huh?”

He returned to his officer, looking out of the window. "I'm sorry, Cassie." Stiles excused himself to head to the top floor of the building. Surely a fall from the seventh floor would be enough to kill him. Stiles looked below him, a stern and dazed expression on his face. He was Landhor's distant nephew, and his parents had died when he was young. Stiles had pulled every last string he could to get in touch with Landhor, who had kept him fed and even got him a job at the special forces.

My finger hovers over the temperature button. I remember yesterday. Someone following me. It can't be. “You have a stalker,” Delilah says flatly. I laugh, though it sounds hollow even to my own ears. “I’m like the most uninteresting person to stalk. There’s nothing to report. I work, I eat, and I sleep. That’s it.” “And you undress,” Sam sings. “And you shower,” Tessa adds. “And you’re alone half the time,” Sam continues. “Driving home alone. Living in that big house with just your sister.”

Stiles' recorded voice drones weakly. "Yes. You let your greed overwhelm that you almost got a girl and her innocent child killed. Prepare to face the consequences, Mr. Stiles" Kylian's tone was colder now, "and do not attempt to run, else, I'll cancel on that promise and let you face the full wrath, and I'm sure as a legal practitioner, you are conversant with the law."

Chapter 11 – Silas The low hum of voices filled the dining room, but I barely heard them. My mind was elsewhere—still stuck on the girl sitting beside me. Hyacinth Clausen. It felt like a cruel twist of fate. The fiery woman I couldn’t forget, whose defiance had ignited something primal in me, was now... my stepsister? The thought gnawed at me. I tightened my grip on my fork, as if the pressure could drive the thought out of my mind. It felt wrong, unnatural, like some sick joke played by the gods to remind me of my sins.

Stacy laughed as she exclaimed I have to earn as much money as I can in the next year so we can ride to school in style. Stacy and Sandra arrived at school and parted ways as they went to their classes. Stacy walked into her home room class oblivious to the fact that in the shadows watching her walk to school was a lone figure with an old grey hoodie that had seen better days. He had listened to the young girls talk about the babysitter stalker and thought to himself just how wrong young Stacy was. He had laid low for awhile since the last time, but it would seem that is was time for another appearance.

Vic interrupted. I rolled my eyes, and kept eating my pretzel. “Are you new around here, Nemesis?” Talia asked me. I nodded. “I just moved in yesterday.” I added. “Are you going back to school?” She asked me. “Yes and No. Nemesis is in college. Don’t let that fool you on her age though, she’s still only 17.” Vic answered for me. Talia looked at Vic, annoyed by how she answered for me. “Are you still in highschool, Victoria?” Cian asked her. Vic nodded. “Well, obviously.” Talia added, implying that Vic is immature. Vic scoffed audibly. “Ladies, ladies, ladies. There’s no need for hostility. We’re all just getting to know each other, right?” Declan broke the tension. Vic nodded. “Of course!” S

She turned to Anne who was just watching them in amusement, she could already tell both of them would be great company. "There is every fucking reason for me to be mad! What if he's my stalker?" "Calm down sister." Daniella said. "Wait! Wait! What?! You have a stalker?" "Yea, she does." Daniella answered with glee, "An Anonymous one, also rich, like he got the bag." She winked at Anne and they both giggled. "You two, this is not funny." Korina huffed joining them on the sofa. "Please fill me in on everything, tell me all about it." Anne said excitedly, "The should be damn exciting."

Damien can kiss my ass. The next day, I looked around campus for her. I finally found her sitting on an empty table. But just as I was going to call her name, I saw Damien walking up and striking a conversation. That bastard! "What are you doing?" I was startled to hear a voice come out of nowhere. "Oh, hey Macie," I said. Macie was standing in front of me with Zack. "I am not doing anything." "It looks to me you are staring at your beloved stalker girl," she smirked.