The Lady Is A Stalker Novels & Stories

She said, though she felt flushed in her face kept her taunt going, even if she felt like she can't hear more, she wanted to. "I don't know what a stalker means?" "It means someone watching another person without consent, it a creepy way" "Oh, my goodness I have to apologise then, I didn't know I was doing that" "Dont apologize to me idiot! Apologize to her!" Tala said loudly. "Sorry, well, that day she knocked on my door I was blown away, what where the chances right? She managed to track me down because she feared she would kill me" "It went two ways, she feared to kill you, and fears for what might happen if she kills a prince, I think her life would have been forfeit if she succeeded, it

Lily made to stand on her feet but she suddenly a lady's figure crouched in a dark corner of the room and she flinched, almost falling "Oh my gosh, you scared me" Lily breathed heavily Lily walked closer to the lady that seems to be in probably her late teenage years "Hello, who are you?" Lily asked and the lady remained silent The lady looked messed up with her disheveled hair, is she also being held captive by the Mafia boss? Lily pitied the poor girl, she looks so scared and she trudges away each time Lily tried to go closer to her "Don't worry I'm not here to hurt you I promise, I'm also being held captive here by that bad Mafia boss" Lily explained but the girl remained silent

the stalker said and he looked at her and pushed Nia. Nia fell back. Kevin went and helped her up. “You all are gonna stay here!” The stalker shouted and took up Sydney off the ground. Nia looked and widened her eyes. The stalker placed her on the counter and covered her. Jacob looked at her and was about to get up. “NO! Stay where you are!” the stalker said. Nia looked at her best friend and got angry. "Why are you doing this creep?!" Nia shouted. "I ask the questions around here! You will follow what I say until I let you all go!" the stalker shouted.

“I know what you are thinking right now Jane but there is no trust in stuff like this okay?” “What does the stalker always say when she call?” Kate interrupted. “I never mentioned the gender of the stalker. How did you know it’s a she?” Heather, Jane and Sophia stared suspiciously at Kate. “Your suspects are Sophia and Helena and they are females which also means that your stalker is a female” “Right! Miss Heather can I get this straight? When did I become a villain to your life? You trust Ben but you don’t trust me. Is it because he is the manager and I’m just a troll to Killian?”

Back to the stalker, I yanked the cap off her face, and a serene emotion overwhelmed me at the sight. I should've noticed her. Her physique. “The fuck why are you stalking me?” I asked, unable to believe my eyes. She cowered, lowering her gaze. “Don't you dare keep mute on me. Cause I know you can talk, Lily.” She lifted her head, her gaze getting honed with mine. “Did Jac send you to stalk me?” I asked, but instead of answering me. She turned to the waitress. “You’re not going to make a fuss about this scene, right? We are cousins. And I was stalking him. I know I’m wrong, but you're not going to tell on us?” she said, and the waitress whose aura reeked of fear nodded.

Her eyes flicked to me briefly before reading more of the script. "I don't think so" She said with a sigh. "What's wrong with it?" I asked her curiously. "Nothing wrong with the script, they did a phenomenal job" She said hesitantly. "So then what's the issue?" I probed. With a sigh she called DJ over to the dining room table. "So the reason I moved to the middle of no where and hired you both is I have a stalker" Amina said. My fist clenched under the table and Kit growled dangerously in my head. How dare someone try to take what was mine!

I was still feeling dizzy and nauseous by the revelation she just gave. "For now, Mrs. Lyla... I want to see how far you have gone in manipulating Sage. I want to see if he cares about you a little." Her voice was as sharp as a thousand knives. "And if you think of reporting me to him, I promise you that would be your worst mistake." From my peripheral vision, I saw her lips curling into a smirk like she had just thought of something evil. It made me wonder how sweet she looked on the outside, and how horrible she actually was.

The calculation was changing. Catalina poured herself a second espresso. There was also the matter of the stalker. Catalina's people had been watching Aria's house for a long time. Long enough to have noticed the other watcher. A woman. Thin. Early thirties. Pink lipstick. Smoked under the yew tree in the south garden every night between midnight and four a.m. Drove a grey rental car with London plates. Checked into a small hotel in Islington under the name Rose Taylor.

Stanley It had been nearly a week since I’d…Yeah. Since that day in the bathroom when I’d jacked off to a picture of my stalker. My stalker, who I now knew was named Lissa. Mostly because instead of disappearing like any normal person would after being told to, she’d… moved in. Not officially, but she was there every damn day. She made food for me, cleaned and asked about my day with that patient look like it actually mattered to her. Like I mattered to her.

She stopped beside the lady I was talking to and asked her what the matter was. "Can you just imagine this guy here calling me a stalker?" She scoffed as she explained The other lady looked at me like I was some dickhead. "A stalker??" She also repeated I got so irritated and said "Do you both find it hard to grasp things once?? Why do you keep repeating the word like it's the first time you're hearing it?" I snapped at them "I think I've gotten enough of this" the girl I'm familiar with said She moved closer to me with menacing steps and stopped when she was an inch closer that we could feel each other's breath on our faces.