Yandere Stalker Novels & Stories

"To be frank, I'm here for Mr. Xoan Warren. I'm attractive, highly educated, and the Stewart Corporation is a leading force in the textile industry. Why else would someone like me be a mere employee here?" Another woman infatuated with Xoan. Yaslyn sighed inwardly. His toxic allure seemed to know no bounds. Yollanda continued, "Conveniently, the two of you haven't been getting along so well lately. Perhaps he's just temporarily fascinated with you. Maybe he would prefer someone like me." Underneath her harmless, bunny-like exterior, Yollanda was like a snake. Just then, footsteps echoed in the hallway. Yollanda recognized them as Xoan's and quickly switched to a pitiful look.

She reached out a hand and gently stroked the head of the lead stalker. “You’re not dangerous creatures,” she whispered, her voice like silk. “You're just hungry. And so misunderstood.” My jaw dropped as the nightstalkers—the most feared killers in our world—bowed their heads low to the dirt in front of her. My heart thudded against my ribs. It was exactly what happened to me. They had bowed to me too. She was an Aristea. She didn’t have to say it. I could see it in the way the world responded to her. She wasn’t fighting for control or screaming for respect; she just was.

Derek sits, acutely aware of the hostile stares from rogues going about their business. "A Fang scout in our camp." A female voice, sharp with mockery. "Either you're incredibly brave or incredibly stupid." Derek turns to see a scarred woman approaching, her walk predatory despite her human form. She's lean and dangerous, with eyes that have seen too much violence. "I'm looking for Stark," Derek repeats. "Everyone's looking for Stark." The woman—Kara, he remembers from intelligence reports—drops onto the log beside him. "He's very popular for a brooding vampire who wants nothing to do with anyone."

I slap my hand over his mouth, moving to sit on his lap and wrapping my arms around his neck. “I’m right here,” I whisper. Yorick’s arms wrap tightly around me and he buries his face in my neck. Piper looks at Yorick, making sure he’s relatively calm before continuing. “If I had to guess, I’d say that even if he were to somehow kill Cyra,” she says, stopping while cover Yorick’s mouth with mine, keeping the snarl from escaping again. “I’d say no matter what, Stellan never intends to take her as his mate. He’s probably dangling a carrot in front of her, making all sorts of promises to her right now. I’m guessing he is sleeping with her and holding her in his arms while he lies to her, but he

"Vengeance ought to be spoken through gritted teeth, spittle flying, the cords of one's soul so entangled in it that you can't let it go, even if you try." - Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer * * * * Tohya Tanigawa practically stalked through the dormitory building of Hati in search of his male teammate and best friend. He wasn’t in his room. He wasn’t on the rooftop which he, Yuri and Ren usually went whenever they wished to be alone. He wasn’t even with Sunny, as the older Phantom was alone in his room reading a book.

the Stalker’s voice synthesizers chirped, a sound like a bird caught in a meat grinder. "He's not property," Jade said, her voice dropping into that terrifying, harmonic double-tone. "He's a man. And you're standing in my way." The Stalker lunged. It was faster than the Mercury Men, its movements calculated by an onboard combat AI that hadn't been fried by the Reset. Jade met it mid-air, her hands glowing with a soft, white light. She didn't try to punch through its armor; she reached for the electricity inside it.

Stolas said, his eyes meeting hers, “I will, besides I can watch action or horror movies with Candy.” “I’m down for that.” Candy said, moving her hand to Annie’s thigh. Slowly pushing up the fabric of her dress so she could trial her finger over the smooth skin of her thigh. “Candy.” Annie hissed. “Shhhh, we’re watching the previews.” She smirked, looking at the screen as Stolas moved the popcorn out of Annie’s lap and into his own. He’d thought that he had a high sex drive until he’d mated with these two. Now he realized that Candy put them all to shame and one of them was a succubus.

But the worst part is the actual store, which is trashed and broken, even from this distance. Instantly, I knew that this is the work of my very unhinged and confusing fanbase. And as if that’s not horrible enough, I can see Yana from afar, on her knees, sweeping the ruins as tears start to brim her eyes. * * * Y A N A

Stretching her hands toward him as she gestures for him to come to her. She could hear the sound of her tears dropping on the floor as the silence in the abandoned room was inevitable. "You are a vampire, but you somehow found your way into the Midnight Prowlers pack just because of Lenora, that bitch, and probably Ophelia, but I was so unlucky to fall into your trap. You keep on using me the way you want, but today... I stand to tell you that I'm sick and tired of your entire shit, so just have me. My life will end here, and I won't have to see the next sunrise," Candra added, her voice dry and cold.