The Lady Is A Stalker Novels & Stories

Damon pov i know some people may think am just been evil but what can i say i derive pleasure in killing,but plus i have to feed in other to be strong and that is what draven has failed to understand. so i decided to pay a visit to a new friend the lady i left alive at the place she worked,i just sat at the bar waiting to see if she would recognize me, then she said "i know you", "do you? well thats unfortunate" i said " I don't know how but your face looks familiar from the last night i was attacked" , " are you sure lady think again" i said " i remember your the vampire that bit me!" she said with full assurance that was when i knew draven action didn't work at all.

Her status didn't allow her to apologise to anyone. Again, she caught herself and wondered, what status? Who was she really? It was a little over eleven and she was preparing to go to sleep when the door was slammed open. A frantic Twila rushed inside, saying, "Help. I think I have a stalker" "You think?" "I know. I swear someone is stalking me" "Is there a reason you led them here and not to the police station?" "I'm not joking Clarisse. What if it's a serial killer?"

She noticed that when Diana had slowed her pace, the stalker maintained hers meaning she was now closer to Diana. Now from the back, Mitchell could see how the stalker was dressed. She had on a dark blue hoodie, a pair of black sweatpants and black running shoes. It was from behind that Mitchell saw the stalker's figure and was 100% certain that it was a woman. Why would another woman be following Diana? And if she was really decided on following Diana, she was doing a very sloppy job at it. Mitchell waited till she was close enough to Diana and since they hadn't ended their call, when Mitchell spoke,Diana would hear her and react accordingly.

"The moment I kill you two, the truth dies too." "You seem to forget who I am. Do you think you will be able to cover up my death?" I shook my head. "The truth will come out." "I know exactly who you are. But you forget who I am." Vicious amusement struck her face. Something was wrong...off about her. I might have suffered a huge oversight before but I saw it more clearly than ever now. I saw her for who she was. A psychopath. "You are Jayden's stalker who forced herself on him. You badgered him into being with you. You're nobody. Y-" The sharp sound of Stella's hand colliding with Alya's cheek reverberated in the cellar.

“Sir, Miss, please come with me… I’ll take you to pay the bill.” “Great. Let’s go,” Christopher said. Xyla flung her bag over her shoulder and followed him. Suddenly, the red-bodycon-clad lady’s face went cold. She walked up to Xyla and asked, “Should I take the bag for you?” Xyla shook her head. “No, thank you…” The lady smiled. In the very next second, she forced Xyla against the railing and pushed her over fiercely. “Xyla Quest! Go to hell!!!” It all just happened within a second…!

Good thing the people passing seemed too busy to bother about our little argument. “I was.” I said truthfully, and her mouth fell open, shocked at maybe the revelation that she’d been stalked or perhaps at how easily I’d admitted the truth. “Do you know that stalking is a crime punishable by law?” “Yes, I know that, but so is stealing.” She let out a frustrated sigh and walked away. I followed after her. “What the hell are you doing?” she questioned, walking faster and pulling her hood down. “I actually came to find you.”

She was dressed professionally in a white shirt and a grey pencil skirt, and her eyebrow raised as as she stared at Katherine in a scrutinizing gaze. "Who are you?" The lady asked, with a unimpressed look. Katherine's sighed, now there was someone who knew about this...or was about to. 'Great, just great.' she thought. "And what are you doing here?" The lady questioned stepping into the room, Katherine stepped back. "Um..." Katherine said, wracking her head for a suitable explanation. "Oh I see," The woman said, a smirk gracing her pretty features. She dropped her black handbag on the couch. "You're one of Mr Hogan's little call girls, aren't you?"

She said in reply. Smirking, Sarah added, “Yeah obsessed much?” He sputtered weakly in a vain attempt to respond but Sarah interrupted him, raising her hand in his face to silence him. “Listen Gabriel. I get it. Lilliana is a gorgeous young woman, plus she’s new. Which means she has heard nothing about whatever stupid shit you’ve gotten into. But I feel it’s important I tell you this- women don’t like stalkers ok. You keep that in mind for next time.” She patted his shoulder, then she grabbed my hand and rushed out of the cafeteria with Camille close behind.

I raged to where he is, he looked up at my burning gazes, he was shock to see me, he tosses the girl away from him “Hey Ava, let me explain, this is not what you assume, she is just one of my stalker who confess her love to me” he says I was even beyond shocked, damn it, this asshole “She is your stalker, just like I am” I yelled “What, what are you talking about? Who told you, you're my stalked” he questions me innocently “No one did because I have been here listening to everything you are saying, all your trashes about me” I smirk

“If she isn’t the one, let’s not bother. I’m not ready to have any crazy woman on our list. With the way she’s staring at you, anyone would think she wanted to swallow you whole. I’m certain you aren’t wearing any cloth in her mind.” I looked away from her to glare at Ricky. How could he think that way? He laughed, “I’m just joking, man. Don’t take me too serious.” By the time I looked back to where she was, she was gone. I sighed and faced Ricky again, “I don’t think the other lady comes to this club.” Ricky snorted, “Everyone comes here. Someone that’s stalking you will surely come here. It’s just a matter of time.”