Yandere Stalker Novels & Stories

"Tell me what I am looking at." [Warning, Host Eva! Tier 2 Mutated Variant identified: Blade-Stalker. High speed, high durability, and lethal melee capacity. Your hunting knife cannot pierce its main chest plating. Avoid direct blocks. Structural damage to the immediate ledge is critical!] "I do not plan to block, " I said through my teeth, my eyes locked onto the burning red glare of the beast's eyes. The Blade-Stalker did not wait. It let out a loud metallic hiss that made my teeth hurt and its right arm swung forward fast. The bone blade cut through the air with a whistle aiming straight for my neck.

“Sharp-tongued. Maybe a little unhinged. But secretly lonely and is open to an emotionally oppressed boy who looks like he hasn't slept in days.” Kieran gave it a second to think about what he just heard. “So… you’re looking for your clone in a skirt format?” Tanaka pointed at Kieran with his index finger and nodded solemnly. “Exactly.” Annie smirked. “I have one friend who collects switchblades and writes stories about love between a man and a woman who are not destined to be together. Does that count?” Tanaka’s eyes lit up like someone had just handed him a live hand grenade and told him it was a love letter from an emo goth mommy. In all honesty this guy might be a masochist; I do not kno

I asked, my voice shaky, “Wha… what does this mean?” “You are very special to him, and you are talking about him hiring call girls to satisfy him, how could you, Madam?” Stacy said sharply. Stacy left me alone and walked toward Xander’s bedroom. She picked the shards of glass one by one from the floor. After discarding them in the dustbin, we heard Xander groaning in pain. I knew what part of Xander was aching. “Huh-” Stacy gasped out of shock when she saw his bulging manhood.

“You just want Serana. You can’t see her for what she truly is.” “No, YOU can’t see who Stacey truly is, or should I call her Starci. You have just destroyed the saviour of not only humanity but for us. If I could, I would beat your ass.” I roll my eyes and shake my head at him. Why does he like Serana so much? I scoff at the saviour of humanity part. Fucking stupid over grown lizard. “Whatever, Jaka. I know Stacey is our mate…”

And trust me when I say I don't want to get up but I also don't want to wake my baby up, which is kinda impossible because nothing can wake him up until he wants to but still I got up and finally answered the call without looking who was calling. "Hello!" Silence. Nobady answered. Ugh! "Who the fudge is this? You can't do this for your whole life. I should have guessed it was you. Stalker! Stop calling me. Just drop it. It's creepy dude." The other line still stayed silent. "What the fudge is your problem? Why can't you just stalk me in the evening or even night, anything but morning. I mean come on, I am not a morning person, so just drop it." I said and cut the call.

She gave me that 'you are impossible' look as she shook her head in disappointment. "You're jumping to conclusions, Xena. Nothing even happened. You should be excited and like a good friend ask me stuff like what his room looked like." "God, my best friend is a psycho stalker and to make things worse, she is in complete denial about it." Xena looked up as if she was really talking to God. So much drama. "I am not a psycho stalker. I am just being a good girl and doing exactly what he asked me to do."

Not letting her be a lot distant from him. "So what's your game here, Stalker? You claim that you own me yet you don't want to show who and what you are," she mockingly said, hiding the nervousness she's feeling. As much as possible, she did not want to convey to him that he had a strong effect on her. She continued to back away to get away from him but she almost screamed when in the last step, she tripped and lost her balance. She was expecting the floor to be her downfall but got very relieved when the soft bed caught her body.

Idris wondered completely ignoring me. “The meaning of what, Idris?” Yannick spat back. “Who is she, Yannick?” “Oh, her?” Yannick pointed at the bald woman behind him. “Her name’s Lanna and she’s my beta.” “Your beta, huh?” Idris quipped. “I see; you have finally formed your own rogue pack.” Yannick released a manic laughter before eventually speaking. “Indeed, Idris, I have. Are you still planning on killing me?” Yannick was spurting with such confidence as usual.

Jana sat with her facial expression stern and unfriendly. One glance in her direction will scare people away. Although inside she's screaming like a crazy fan girl. Hailey Greystone is a warrior princess! Moves like one and does look like it. The female protagonist presented herself tall and gorgeous in all leather glory. Jana now had a full description of her in person. She's a fierce woman who loves bright colors with unnerving passion.

"Not even the butterfly of our group- Cara knows him. He's new in our department and that's the most creepy part of this all. But then, I don't know why, I think Tiffany has something to do with this." "I thought so too. But we shouldn't just conclude it that way so we wouldn't be short-sighted when the actual real enemy strikes. There might other reasons he's doing that, maybe to blackmail you into a relationship or what?" "Is he obsessed with me?" Yara let out a sarcastic laugh. "Well, I hope not to encounter him again, next week in school. There many things to deal with than a creepy stalker." She turned to the gas cooker and almost gasped. She had almost forgotten that she was cooking. S