The Lady Is A Stalker Novels & Stories

She asked after a while. "Who?" Hailey asked. "Him, I mean..." "I don't and I don't ever wish to know anything about him. All I know is that he's a stalker, can't believe he followed me here" Hailey said. Lilian smiled. "By the way, you're beautiful. So beautiful" she complimented "Thank you" After Hailey was done calculating the things she bought, Lilian paid for them and then bade her goodbye before leaving the store.

"Stalker? She had a stalker." Yes. A man once sent her letters and gifts every time, telling her he would marry her, but no one knew who he was. Even Lady Aurora didn't know who he was until she eloped with a human. She heard the lady say it, but different thoughts were running through her mind. "The human was her father. And the man who killed them... must be the stalker." She thought. She could still remember what the man said. The more she thinks about it, the more she feels that he was actually a stalker.

But Liza’s thoughts stopped again when Hunter spoke again. “As for the case of whether I am your stalker or not, well, I guess you could say that yes, I am a stalker.” Liza’s eyes widened, and a gasp escaped her lips, and she thought, ‘I was right! He is a stalker!’ And the moment she thought of Hunter being her stalker, fear slowly crept up. She’s heard many dangerous and scary stories and rumors about stalkers doing unimaginable things to the people they are obsessed with. Some of it even resulted in killings.

The words were out of my mouth without me really intending to be vocal about them. I saw her eyes widen in shock. Probably she realised my presence right now. I saw her eyes narrow at me as she gave me a look that told clearly about her suspicions with regard to me. I have asked for this. First the food joint, now here in the library, It would not need a genius to realise I am following her. Now I am a certified stalker. "Sir, would you consider becoming a member?" The librarian repeated. obviously not wanting to let go of a good business prospect

“With him?” “Yes.” She entered, closing the door behind her. “Is this some sort of trick? I have never seen the Alpha bring a woman into this building.” “Well,” I swallowed, “now you have.” Her lips curled. “You snuck in didn’t you? You’re one of those stalkers.” “No.” I felt insulted hearing that from the lady. “You think you can sneak in and leave whenever you please. You’re a thief.” “I’m not a thief.” “Then what are you?”

“She was just a baby. She bears no guilt. And if you ever breathe a word of this, I have ten thousand ways to make sure you never speak again.” My breathing grew laborious before he finally released his grip. “Guards. Escort Lady Leanora to the Convent of St. Mary. She wishes to spend a month in prayer for her sister’s happiness. See her there.” The citizens along the road were not fools. They immediately began whispering and speculating about what had happened.

“What are you doing here?” “I didn't mean any harm,” I pleaded, taking a step back. Lady Wendeline's face scrunched in disgust and she threw the broken flute to the floor angrily. “You're stalking me, aren't you?” she accused, her voice rising. “No, Lady Wendeline, I swear!” I protested, hands raised in defense. But she was right. What other words best describe this situation aside from stalking? I was stalking her. “I didn’t mean to,” I started explaining. “I just happened to overhear you playing and I got carried awa—”

“Recently, my husband reported him for stalking me. He has been stalking me for a while now, creeping around my home and workplace and it has been really terrifying for me. “There's someone living in our estate, her name is Jane, she is working with him so you can start by arresting her and try to get information from her about his whereabouts. She tried to kill me earlier today, she strangled me and ripped out my hair. My dog saved me.” “What?!” Lilly yelled out in surprise, fear and confusion. “I was with you this morning! Is that why the dog was barking? I asked you! Why didn't you tell me anything?” Tears burnt her eyes.

She was clutching her laptop close to her chest and was sweating profusely. "Was I interrupting something? I could return later, but this is very important." Dorian helped me to my feet, and I sat on the bed. Dorian sat next to me, Lucy sat on a chair, and Jacob and Ivar stood up. "What's the matter? What happened?" Lucy took a deep breath and opened her laptop. We all leaned in to see what she was trying to show us, and it was imagining from Lady Vivian's villa. "I have been investigating her and am convinced she is Stacie."

he said and I replied with a short and simple, “It’s my work” He sat near Lily and started patting her head while I moved outside to get intel regarding the situation last night. I am sure the stalker is from a powerful mafia organization and his connections are good as I had not been able to gather much about them. The security guards were already there so I thought to freshen up a bit. I went back to Lily's home, had a bath and then rode my bike to reach a certain place. This was a bar where all the mafia’s were evolved and I had to mask up my face to remain unidentified.